HoundBlog

What a foggy morning it is this morning! I can hardly see anything out my window this morning. Yesterday, the fog rolled in and stayed all day. If anything, it’s thicker this morning than it was yesterday. We might as well be in London or San Francisco. The drive in was pretty busy, too — not like yesterday at all where the roads seemed pretty clear of traffic until I hit downtown where there’s always traffic no matter what time of day it is. At least I didn’t get behind any school busses. 🙂

Ken and I gave a home to a rescue dog about 8 years ago. His name is Sebastian and from the get-go he has these cute ways about him. When he first came to live with us, we had regular bed dogs of Wendy, Taco Belle and sometimes Bridget. Then, Skinny Marie came and she attained the “bed dog” title right away. Wendy passed and although Reba, Butterfly and Maggie WANT to be bed dogs, they just haven’t figured out the rules yet, so aren’t allowed very often. Sebastian never asked to be bed dog, he’s a very humble fellow who was content to sleep on the pile of comforters and pillows in the corner. Now that Skinny Marie has passed, he’s been asking to sleep with us and, beginning Monday night, we’ve let him. He’s been a perfect bed dog. He scootches under the covers and goes to the foot of the bed where he warms your feet nicely and doesn’t get in the way. He stays there the entire night without moving around. You can just see the happiness on his face when bed time rolls around even though it’s only been two nights now since he’s had the crown. He’s not a young dog. I think he’s probably 14 or 15 years old now and he’s showing the weight of his years. It makes me happy to give him this little pleasure in his sunset years.

 Guess I should actually do something constructive this morning. Have a great day and stay warm!

Love to all,

Margaret