I crossed paths with a bundled-up woman being pulled along by a perky black and white dog on my way out of school this afternoon.
"Ms. S!" she hailed me. "I'm Connor's mom!"
I peered a little more closely at the rosy face beneath the crochet beret. "Hello!" I greeted her warmly. "This must be Piper!" I continued, leaning down and patting the dog.
"Yes!" she answered, "but how do you know? We just got her Sunday."
"Oh, Connor wrote all about it for the writing challenge," I explained. "It was a pretty exciting event."
She beamed. "I'm so happy he's doing that," she told me, "and he told me he really likes it so far."
It was my turn to smile. "Thanks for letting me know!" Just then the puppy gave an energetic yank on the leash. "Enjoy your walk!" I waved. "Nice to meet you, Piper!"
"Ms. S!" she hailed me. "I'm Connor's mom!"
I peered a little more closely at the rosy face beneath the crochet beret. "Hello!" I greeted her warmly. "This must be Piper!" I continued, leaning down and patting the dog.
"Yes!" she answered, "but how do you know? We just got her Sunday."
"Oh, Connor wrote all about it for the writing challenge," I explained. "It was a pretty exciting event."
She beamed. "I'm so happy he's doing that," she told me, "and he told me he really likes it so far."
It was my turn to smile. "Thanks for letting me know!" Just then the puppy gave an energetic yank on the leash. "Enjoy your walk!" I waved. "Nice to meet you, Piper!"