So while I missed out on the social aspects of the day, I took advantage of my good fortune in a myriad of ways:
1. During a walk on the Wellesley College campus, I spied something edible and consumed it. Never having tried this comestible before, I was a bit befuddled. Mom, alerted by my sharp, crackling crunching, assumed the worst: a bone. But no. When she looked closely at the patch of grass that served as my dinner plate, she found only a long, slim piece of paper. On it was written some wise words:
I am nice, and important, too!
2. The longest day of the year = numerous baseball games. Baseball=hotdogs. I found a good long one at the field. Mom didn't dare try to stop me: I inhaled while she contemplated how to give a Heimlich maneuver to a dog. It went down easy, leading to the third lucky thing:
3. A cool drink of water. Just down the path from the field, someone had left a dog bowl, filled with water. Considering I drink from puddles, ponds and birdbaths, it seemed pretty clean to me. And so thoughtful!
