Mochi has been with us for four months now. Aiden calls her Mochi Cake, which he thinks is funny, because mochi is a pounded rice cake, so Aiden is calling her rice cake cake.
Two weeks ago Mochi fell in love on a walk around the block. His name is Gizmo.
He is a more compact, fuzzy 4 year old version of her. She doesn't seem to notice their differences. She just loves his kind, gentle and patient heart. Almost every night they walk together. If I forget the time, Mochi gets restless at walk time and sometimes begins to whimper . . . Gizmo's owner says he will sit at the end of his driveway watching for her. When they see each other, they run down the driveway as fast as their short little legs can carry them. I now walk almost every night, because I can't bear the thought of Gizmo sitting forlornly waiting for Mochi and Mochi feeling an emptiness in her heart without her daily connection to him.
|Ready, Set, Walk|
I would love to see a world where you would be judged by your heart . . . not by your age, your size or the type of fur you had. I would love to see a world where everyone had someone waiting for them at the driveway and this someone couldn't wait to see them every day. What a wonderful world that would be . . . .
|You Light Up My Life|