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.
2 comments:
Mike called, and they will spend the night here, and hopefully get some needed rest. Be patient, little one.
I heard from him but he didn't mention staying with you. That's good!
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