I'm back in Georgia! It was a good week in DC because I got to see Damion Wolfe play twice (I heart Damion!), and I got a lot of work done, saw friends, etc. But it was a long week away because I left on a Friday and did not return until the following Monday... and I missed my cat!
I quickly got back into the swing of things: waking up and working, sometimes heading next door for lunch, ALWAYS heading over for dinner, followed by Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy...
And poor arthritic Hogan always greets me at the house with his tail wagging a mile a minute and his doggy smile a mile wide. If I sit on the floor with him, he'll roll over or just scrunch up as close to me as possible, in obvious preparation for another full-body puppy scratch. (Yeah, he's 12, but he's still a puppy to me!)
And the weather has been beautiful this week, so I've seen my dad a bit more. He and Hogan came over to visit the other day so I was able to get pics of Hogan, as well as my neighbor dogs, Harley (Jack Russell) and Hero (German Shepherd).
Harley and Hero are hilarious - whenever I walk over to my parents, I walk the length of their fence, and they follow me the entire way! Sometimes, it's just with their eyes, but other times it's with bounding joy and hopes for scritches. I love it!
The other day, Calypso was "helping" me work again (i.e. sitting/sleeping on the kitchen table) when suddenly the dogs went crazy - Hero and Harley were barking louder than I'd ever heard them and I could hear Hogan barking up at his house too. Calypso arched his back and fluffed out so he looked about 50 lbs (instead of his svelte 22lbs... uh... ok, not svelte), so I looked out the door into Mom and Dad's backyard. There, calmly peeing on the trees and fences to mark his territory, was a beautiful brown Malamute-type dog, Needless to say, the dogs whose territory it WAS were NOT pleased to be penned up or leashed and unable to defend said territory.
I went out and called to the free dog, "Hey puppy, what are you doing?" He wagged his tail then came over and licked my hand, but when I tried to pet him, he bolted and ran a couple of houses away. I didn't follow him past Mom and Dad's driveway, but think he felt sort of safe where he was because he kept looking back and didn't go any farther. A few minutes later, a young man walked by the driveway carrying a leash, looking for his dog "Mac" who had somehow gotten out of their yard. Turns out the young man had been a patient of my dad's before he (Dad) retired, so I got to meet Mac officially. Beautiful, sweet dog! I wish I'd taken a picture, but I have a feeling I might have more opportunities because apparently Mac has a tendency to go "on walkabout" on occasion. :-)
And now it's Friday afternoon... I'm off work because I work a half-day on Fridays and guess what? I'm actually staying in Eatonton this weekend. Mom and I are heading to Walmart this afternoon to get her pictures developed and I have promised to help her figure out how to email her book chapters to a friend who will edit them for her. (I think I'll have to write about Mom's writing in another post... It's pretty interesting!) And Dad has promised to give me a tour of his life in Eatonton so I can take pictures. YAY! I brought my "fancy" camera down just for that purpose!
So until then...
Y'all be safe now, ya hear?