I’m still inadvertently breaking the rules at golf courses, but now I can blame my furry side kick. They don’t like our type there, so we went home and had a lovely time at the lake!

This little guy got fed up with my camera in his face and started charging at me. He was only about an inch long.

There were several birds stuck in this area of the airport. Staying quiet was a challenge.

I took her on a long walk to get her calm for the vet’s office staff so she wouldn’t bounce off the walls.  Ms. Tory managed to rile her up in about a matter of seconds. 60 minutes to mellow her out: 6 seconds to wind her up again. Then she was given treats with no trick. To top it off, while I signed my enormous credit card ticket, the front desk guy invited her to jump up on the counter so he could pet her. I told her off, and in a surprised tone he said, “oh, you don’t let her on the counter?” Seriously!? Total dog anarchy in the place. It’ll have to be a bloody emergency to come back here.

It’s about time for some blue! If it doesn’t stop snowing soon I might have to put the dog down – she’s getting a little crazy.