Mike’s
been gone a week now. I admit I’m ready for this staycation to end. I’ve had
enough staycating with dogs. Nellie is especially restless, and though we have
an intuitive bond, I’m at the point where I just can’t guess what’s wrong. Not
that Mike would be any better. He relies on me to suggest what she might want.
This
was a long-awaited day. An organization to which I belong met with our state
officers this afternoon. Between prep work and the meeting itself, it took a
chunk out of my day. What with dog duties and a trip to the grocery store,
there wasn’t time for much else.
It
was 48 when I got up, and being a cloudy day, it didn’t warm up. A storm rolled
through this afternoon bringing wind and rain (.16 inch). At 3:30 it was a
chilly 44 – about the same at bedtime.
Mike called, and they will spend the night here, and hopefully get some needed rest. Be patient, little one.
ReplyDeleteI heard from him but he didn't mention staying with you. That's good!
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