Yes, This Is California, But.....

 
It is freezing. That's right, it was 30 degrees last night.  I even wore my coat this morning.  I feel silly wearing a coat because only the little dogs wear coats here. Mom reminded me that the race horses next to us wear coats, so that made me feel a little better. The lady in the office said I looked cute and she invited me over for an early morning treat.  She told me to come back this afternoon for my regular one. 

I always leave my tongue out when it is cold outside.

The poor trees dropped their leaves last night.

Yesterday, the folks drove 1.5 hours to a Camping World. It is about an hour away but traffic was bad.  They got there and it was closed.  They have shopped at Camping Worlds on past Black Fridays, so they were surprised it was closed.  What retail store is closed on Black Friday?  They were not the only ones who expected it to be open.

Mom and I are hanging out together while Dad is at work.  It is too cold for her to ride Buddy today.  She said we need to clean the RV.  I think that is just silly.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Thinks Cleaning Is A Waste Of Time

Thanksgiving 2015

Happy Thanksgiving! We had a cold start to the morning.  Mom decided to see if our electric heater could keep us warm on a cold night.  She is trying to conserve the propane.  Well, it didn't work very well.  It was 56 inside and 32 or 33 outside.  Tonight, she will use the propane.  It took about an hour to get it warm inside. 

Mom has joined the adult coloring craze.  This was her first attempt at a detailed one.  She used glitter gel pens on this one.  You can't see the glitter here, but in person it looks pretty neat.  She normally uses colored pencils.

The lady in the office gave me two treats yesterday.  She said they are closed today, so one was for yesterday and the other one was for today.  Mom baked a pumpkin pie yesterday.  I thought I might get a taste of that, but she only gave me some whipped topping.  Mmmmmm.... I love whipped topping.

This is my spot in front of the office.  I think it is rude that I have to move when someone comes by to check-in.

The folks have reservations at Black Angus Steak House for dinner.  They have a Thanksgiving meal for $19.99 a person.  That is not bad considering some places are charging $75 a person.  Yikes!  They have reservations for three and I thought the third one was for me, but it's not.  It is for a guy that Dad knows from work.  He is away from home too and doesn't have family here.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone who celebrates. We hope you are wearing roomy pants, and if not, we hope you don't pop any buttons.  BOL   Mom told Grandma that she hopes her turkey popper pops and the sweet potatoes stay flame-free.  BOL  Yep, we have had some mishaps on past Thanksgivings. 

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Hopes His Mom Remembers To Sneak Him Some Leftovers From The Restaurant

An Attitude Adjustment?

Mom says I have an attitude and it needs to be adjusted.

Does this look like I have an attitude?

Well, if I do, it is her fault.  It all started on Sunday when the folks started preparing the RV to move it.  No one told me about a move!  Normally I am very excited about it, but I like it here and I did not want to move.  Where will I get my daily treats and lovings?  Mom took me for a walk and do you know what I did?  I marked my outside bed.  Yep, I showed her, don't you think?  I refused to go back inside until she forced me and when it was time to ride the slide (laying on the couch as the slide comes in), I did not enjoy it.  Nope, I put my head down and gave her a stink-eye.  It turns out that we just moved to the next site.  We did not actually leave the park. We did have to back out and then circle the area to get into our new site.   I do not like the site though.  I keep going back to our old site, but now someone else has moved into that site.  :::sigh:::  I have been in a "mood" since the move.

The folks tried to make it up to me by taking me to a park for a hike.  I thought I might enjoy that, but there were foxtails, rattlesnakes and mountain lions, so it wasn't much fun.  We didn't actually see the rattlesnakes and mountain lions, but we saw lots of signs warning us.  California is a dangerous place to live, it seems.

These are the only pictures from the park.  I don't even know the name of it and I really don't care.

Yesterday, Mom started knitting me a sweater.  Yikes!  She actually made me stand up to take a measurement.  Why can't she just buy from a store like other Moms? 

We do have an interesting neighbor.  She has parrots.  Those things talk more than Mom. :::snicker::: One day I was outside and the parrot said "HELLO, GOOD-BYE, BUCKLE UP and MOM.  She said they call for their Dad.  They say STEVEN, STEVEN when they think they hear his car.   Most of the time they just make a lot of screaming noises.  I enjoy watching them though. 

This is Giggles.

Well, it is supposed to be a rainy day here, so I guess I will take a nap and see if I wake up with an adjusted attitude.

Joey,
The Greyhound Who Wouldn't Have An Attitude If People Just Let Him Do What He Wants To Do

She Can't Be Really Gone - Remembering A Friend

This morning, our friend Donna, earned her angel wings.  Donna was married to Mom and Dad's friend, Lee. Lee was a mutual friend of Mom and Dad's in high school.  He actually introduced them. The folks were in his first wedding and he was in theirs.  They lost touch for a few years, but re-connected when he married Donna.  Donna was his soul mate.  She raised his two girls as her own. Mom never heard her say "step daughters", they were HER girls.  They were a family, a very happy family. 

Donna was hospitalized a little over three weeks ago. She was unconscious and I don't know if they knew for sure what was wrong.  There were guesses and treatments, but she did not recover.  She left this earth around 1:30 a.m. surrounded by her family.  The girls have lost their mother and best friend.  Lee has lost his soul mate.  Mom and Dad are both very sad.  Mom said her heart hurts for Lee and the girls.

Even though Donna was sick, it is hard to imagine that she is gone.  Her things are still waiting for her to come home and this song made us think of that.  We hope you can hear the song.

RIP Donna Vickers - you were loved by so many.


Can't Be Really Gone - Lyrics

Her hat is hanging by the door
The one she bought in Mexico
It blocked the wind, it stopped the rain
She'd never leave that one
So, she can't be really gone


The shoes she bought on Christmas Eve
She laughed and said they called her name
It's like they're waiting in the hall
For her to slip them on
So, she can't be really gone


I don't know when she'll come back
She must intend to come back
And I've seen the error of my ways


Don't waste the tears on me
What more proof do you need
Just look around the room
So much of her remains


Her book is lying on the bed
The Two of Hearts to mark her page
Now, who could ever walk away
At chapter twenty-one
So, she can't be really gone


Just look around the room
So much of her remains


Her book is lying on the bed
The Two of Hearts to mark her page
Now, who could ever walk away
With so much left undone
So, she can't be really gone


No, she can't be really gone

Thinking Of Scout On Her Birthday

Today is Scout's birthday.  She would have been ten.  Mom really wanted her to make it to ten, but it wasn't meant to be.  We are thinking of her, but trying not to be sad.  Scout has sent has several signs to let us know she is okay.

Scout would have loved it here.  The people are so nice and they have a treat window at the office.  That's right, the office has a half door and they hand out treats to all the dogs.  Last week, they stood outside and handed out treats.  They give me lots of love and you know, they would have really loved Scout.   

Mom came across a post about Scout last week and it really sums up Scout and her personality.  We should have saved the one with her sunbathing and posted that today instead of this one because that one really made us laugh.  Oh, what the heck!  We are showing that photo again.



Scout was definitely an Eeyore and this post shows it.

01/21/14
It's me, Scout, to tell you all something.  Normally, I walk around like Eeyore.  I drag along without too much enthusiasm.  Mama is always telling me to pick up the pace.  Well, today, I had a pep in my step.  I was a happy girl.  We were all having a great walk.  Do you know what happened?  Joey peed on me!  That's right, he peed on my nose. My pep is now gone.  I don't think it will ever return.

Scout,
The Greyhound Who Thinks Eeyore Has The Right Outlook On Life

Mom here:  That was not the last time that Scout had a pep in her step even though she probably wouldn't want to admit it.  She did get Joey back just a few days later by peeing on him.  LOL  Scout had a very happy life with us.  She was loved and she knew it.  :-)  Miss you Baby Girl....Mama loves you!