Our Mom and Dogdad. They've worked their butts off. They've traveled far and near. And finally -- at last -- they've decided it's OK to turn the computer back to us dawgs - first for a Spring message and then more in the days to come.
But guess what's the first thing that emerged from the tips of our Mom's fingers? The silly rhyme she insists on saying every Spring. (We apologize to our friends who have never heard a Brooklyn accent or seen it spelled...)
"Spring is sprung, the grass is riz.
I wonder where the boidies is. ]
All the boids is on the wing,
My, my, ain't that absoid.
I thought the wing was on the boid."
Happy, now, Mom? Got it out of your system? Can we get on with more serious things? Like our having been away for the better part of a month? And missing our friends? And not knowng what's going on with everyone? And needing to catch up?
We guess the biggest thing that happened was 10 days ago, while Mom and Dogdad were in Panama City (Florida) and we were at "camp." We had our teeth cleaned. Mom scheduled it on purpose, but she was a wreck, being far away, and she had her client's assistant monitor her cell phone while she and Dogdad were in meetings so she'd know we were OK after it was done. And we were. We slept off the anesthesia and by the next day, to quote one of our vet's kind ladies, I (Jake) was on springs myself, springing up in the air several feet every time someone walked by. And Just Harry -- well, he was Just Harry.
We've had lots of TLC since we've been back -- long walks, and treats, and skritches -- and it's really good to be home.
Rumor has it that Dogdad is going to put a fence up in our small back yard so that we can explore off leash when the folks are out there grilling -- before it gets too hot. Today it was rainy -- not as bad as in the Midwest where our Husky cousins live -- but bad enough so that we couldn't stay outside.
Anyway, we want to thank everybody who dropped by while we were out of touch. We really missed you all and will be checking back as fast as we can to see how everyone is.
Lots of love and lots of wirey woofs!!!
Jake and Just Harry
Mom wanted us to add these photos she and Dogdad took in a river town on Florida's Panhandle called Apalachicola where they spent the weekend before coming home. You know she's kinda' obsessed about birds. These are neither egrets nor herons though; just small gulls who live a very fine life, sharing the Apalachicola River with pelicans and other birds in their quest for yummy things to eat. (FYI, Apalachicola is known for its oysters.) As for that last photo -- don't ask!!! Just a piece of kitch that attracted their eye!!