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The Continuing Adventures of Scout and Riley

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We are exhausted! Our days are so grueling that we are forced to take over the sofa in the den when our humans aren’t looking. Watching over this house and the property, making sure the humans don’t screw anything up, all of it – is draining. We are on duty 24/7. Of course, at least 14 hours of that is spent in sleeping. Recuperative sleeping, we might add. Truly, readers, you have no idea. And to add insult to injury, the last few days have been rainy, windy and cold, so the humans tell us “No walk today.” Do you believe it? Do you BELIEVE IT???? What is that all about?


Wait, do I hear something? Are the humans coming? (Scout is so sacked out, she can’t hear anything.) If they come, they’ll make us get down off the sofa and lay on the hard floor. We’d better go now… (Note to Mom: straighten lampshade.)

Psst! We’re thinking about starting our own blog–what do you think?

An Auction Treasure & A Furry Treasure

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Saturday night found my two friends from the shop and I at an auction. This particular auction is only once a month and tends to go on for hours. It starts at 5:00 pm. The best deals are always at the end of the auction – between 11:00 pm and 12:00 am. The hall was packed with people. I had my eye on this beautiful print. Flowers draw me in every time and the wooden frame with its scalloped edge was so charming I started to obsess about it. I had to have it. By the time we hit 12:00 am it still hadn’t come up for auction and the auctioneer was about to finish. There were some other paintings that people had been waiting for and we all called out our protest. “Wait – don’t stop yet!” (I had set a maximum limit of about $75.00 – there were enough people left in the room that I felt I might have a lot of competition.) When the auctioneer got to the print, I was the only bidder and I got it for $15.00! Yippee!


This is a large print and very heavy. Once we put new batteries in the stud finder, we hung it over the sofa in the den. I LOVE IT. And my husband loves it, too.

Oh, by the way, it hangs over the same sofa where this guy was cozily nestled the other night. I couldn’t resist those dark brown eyes. Had to get a picture. Love that boy!


I leave town again tomorrow for 4 days in Florida. I have now been in Florida 3 different times in the last 2 months. Its Gainesville again to check in on The Wizard of Oz. I can’t wait to see it up on the stage with full special effects. Now that I have my laptop, I will be able to blog from Gainesville.

More later.

Happy Trails

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Look at these two – all decked out in new bandanas, looking quite spiffy if I do say so myself. My husband is now calling them Roy and Dale and the sound of Happy Trails to You is in the air. Pardon their squinty-eyed look, the sun was directly in their eyes. By the way, my husband met Roy Rogers once – I believe it was in a restaurant in California. He got Roy’s autograph but laments the fact that he somehow misplaced it.

The day is a hot one, but tomorrow promises to be cooler. I mowed another section of the yard,cleaned up dog poop (yes, it must be done) and went grocery shopping. For my pains, I stopped at the bookstore as a treat and picked up some magazines (Quilting Arts, Country Gardens) and the new Karen Slaughter mystery. She is a wonderful writer: the mysteries are complicated, somewhat violent but not gratuitously so and beautifully written. I perused the Stephenie Meyer section since all I have been hearing or reading about are her books. I’m not sure yet how interested I am in them, having been through an Anne Rice phase long ago. Are they different? If anyone can give me their thoughts on them, I’d sure appreciate it. The Barnes & Noble I was in is having a big launch party for the newest Meyer tonight at 11:00 p.m.

I so appreciated your compassionate thoughts about the root canal. Things are much better now, no pain, just a little tenderness here and there.

Hope your trails this weekend are happy ones!


Note: After reading this blog entry, my husband corrected me. He got the autographs of both Roy Rogers and Dale Evans. And lost them.

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