July 3, 2012
Snowy rode home from the doctor on his dad’s lap; he was rather loopy when he arrived.
All you moms and/or dog lovers out there know exactly what I’m saying here, “Oh baby, Snowy. It’s okay! Mama’s here!”
The food wasn’t too interesting to him but once Snowy had drunk a little, he went outside to do his business—Spanx and all!
After he came back inside he said to tell you all thanks for the prayers and the healing thoughts. He then added that it was time for his post-surgical, Spanx-wrapped nap.
So glad to have him home.
And in other news . . . .
. . . this is a picture of what it looks like a half mile from our home—news crews camped out across from Andy Griffith’s driveway.
I felt so sad this morning when I heard he was gone. It puts a whole different spin on one’s perception of a famous person when they go from just being a person you see on TV to being a person who lives just up the street from you.
I’m sad to lose a neighbor, sad to lose a legend, sad to lose an American treasure.
Your Manteo neighbors will miss you, Andy.
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie
are all on the list of things I love.