Oh, sweet Crystal... wallering around on my friend M's carpet.
And hamming it up for the camera while rubbing fur all over M's pretty couch.
I got the official word tonight, at the close of an email message: "She has been so great for me. Oh, btw, she is a keeper."
btw? Hey, this is some news to drop as a "btw..." Yes, of course I called him right away. She was cuddled up on the couch next to him while we talked.
We know there's probably no such thing as the perfect dog, but, as Jules would say, there's definitely such a thing as the Perfect-For-Us Dog. And it looks as though M found his Perfect-For-Him Dog.
I am so, so glad.