I'm in Texas. I had an uneventful drive, although I saw one thing that tickled me on the way. I wish I'd thought to take a picture, but I didn't. Three black cows were walking along near the highway, each with a calf following her. What made it funny is that the calves were all white! So the succession was black cow, white calf, black cow, white calf, black cow, white calf!
I visited with my sister all afternoon, then got some dinner and came to my nephew's house. He and his wife are on a camping trip at Grand Canyon, so I'm sleeping at their house. When I came in, there was quite a greeting. They have two Chihuahuas, Sam and Max! Really!! Sam is older and very afraid of strangers, so he barked at me and ran to hide. but Max (Maximus!) is just a baby, 2-3 months old, and he is just the opposite. He loves people and hasn't let me alone for a moment! For the first hour or so, he climbed all over me and my bags, walked on the computer (he's only about a pound or 1.5), crawled into my purse, and tried to chew on every cord he could find. Now he is worn out and is sleeping beside me. I finally found Sam, just to know he is OK. I'll leave him alone. My niece-in-law has been checking on the boys. They are fine.
Look at this:
He's barely bigger than my hand!
He is too cute, isn't he? Sam looks much like him.
A little snuggley picture.
And this is bad because I didn't have the flash on, but if you click on it, you'll see why I had to take it. He was playing tug-o-war with the camera strap!
How sweet is this?
If you enlarge the pictures, you'll see that the tips of his ears curl back, the left more than the right. Isn't that cute? I sent my nephew a text saying "I didn't break his ears, they were like that when I came in. Honest!!"
I have a couple shopping errands to do tomorrow, and I'm going to take my sister. She doesn't get out as much as she would like, so it will do her good, I think. She seems to be doing pretty well. That first year after losing someone is difficult and very unpredictable. I remember feeling just fine and being in tears the next moment. At any rate, she was happy to see me, and vice versa.
I'm tired. The drive isn't bad, just about 4.5 hours, but still, it is a drive. And I felt so bad when I left. Jazi was begging to come with me. She doesn't usually do that. Yes, she is eager to go,but she doesn't usually beg like that. I've wondered .... Linda and I were talking last night about whether I might take Jazi with me. There are going to be thunderstorms on Friday, and since she is so afraid of thunder, I considered bringing her so she could be with me. Since the forecast was for isolated storms, I decided to leave her.
When I was leaving this morning, she was doing serious, big time begging. She loves to go in the car, but she isn't usually like that. When I went down the steps and got in the car, she watched me until I shut the door. Then she sprawled on the floor and looked at me so dejectedly, chin on the floor! It broke my heart! I just talked to Linda and she said Jaz is pretty mopey. Now tell me, can a dog possibly have understood the human conversation about that? I'm glad the weather forecast has changed, thank goodness. No more thunderstorms, just a slight possibility of snow showers on Friday morning. She will be OK.