Well, we’ve finished our move, which is why I’m finally back on the blog pages trying to catch up with your blogs and get a post or two of my own in. It was a pretty smooth operation with little or no breakage (neither furniture nor any of our bones). We’re a long way from unpacked, but slowly but surely starting to see our way around the house (see pictures below).
We haven’t seen the Welcome Wagon yet…..well, that’s not exactly true. Our yellow lab, Queenie has. You see, there’s a small canal where our backyard ends. A very friendly hound, who lives in the house directly across the canal, decided to give Queenie a personal welcome. So she swam over to say hello. After the customary sniffing of butts and the perfunctory peeing on each others pee spots, they walked around together, surveying all the scents that the yard had to offer. It was a relatively short visit, but before leaving, the hound, Minnie, exhibiting a cordiality above and beyond, left a gift pack as a gesture of good will. I immediately retrieved the pooper scooper to officially accept the gift. Minnie would have stayed longer but she had a date with her family for an evening cruise around the lake.
Now I truly understand the meaning of the adage “It’s a dog’s life”.