Thirteen miles to Merrimon,
Thirteen miles to the setting sun.
I could go east; I could go west.
But I won't go just like the rest.
Yesterday they went to Merrimon without me. Mom wore a dress with a TAIL; and she had sparkley HORNS on her head. They came home so late, I thought they were NEVER EVER coming home.
But today they went back and I got to go with them, and I got to visit with Lily and Popeye (mother and son PWDs), and Jack (Border Collie). I have met all these dogs before, but the only one who knows how to play is Popeye. Popeye is only a year old. His mother, Lily, is a little older than I, and Jack is the oldest. When we arrived, we were greeted by Jack, but then Lily comes roaring around the corner of the house. I must admit that even I can be a little cranky occasionally about my territory but Lily is a total you-know-what. There's a dog who needs to get in touch with her inner puppy.
Popeye and I have played before, on the beach. As we were getting into the swing of things, Lily was keeping an eye on us. She's always the one keeping everyone in line.
We got all the butt-sniffing formalities out of the way.
And then we went to visit the goats and chickens in the barn. There are five goats, but Sebastian is the only one that came into the barn to visit. He and I sniffed noses. I like the goats, but I'm not into the chickens.
Then Popeye and I played zoomie games. Let the old fogies Lily and Jack just get out of the way. We'll show them how it's done. Those 2lggds on the other hand, they are completely hopeless. Just standing around yaking. They just don't know what's worth doing!
Mark and I went to a Halloween party at my friend Tia's house in Merrimon. Mark's band, the Jumpin' Mullets, was playing the party, and so we stayed until the bitter end, which was fine with me. I dressed as a she-devil in a hot red dress with a tail and horns.
Tia has two Portuguese Water Dogs. Lily is a very large girl, weighing over 55 pounds and a little long in the body. But she was able to finish her championship in spite of her size. She had a litter of puppies, and they were all spoken for but Popeye's prospective owners changed their minds. They seemed to be worried that his white face would be hard to keep clean. Tia fell for him, and now he is her first "grandchild!"
Saturday was very wet, so Emma stayed home when Mark went out to set up sound equipment. But Sunday when we went back to pick up the equipment, the weather was fine. Lucky Emma got in a nice little playdate. She had been out there before but I don't believe she had ever before met a goat nose-to-nose.
Kathy, Emma's 2lggd mom
1 comment:
emma, i have added your b'day to the event calendar. check it out!
wet wet licks
Boo
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