Faithful readers will know that I have been waiting (im)patiently for 7 weeks for my new puppy, Panda. Yesterday, I finally got her. After a 4.5 hr trip east, I arrived at Indigo Hill to find that Jane was delayed in the mountains of West Virginia, when a short cut from PA went awry.
I filled in the time eating a lovely lunch, featuring Boston Terrier meatloaf (No, no! SHAPED like a BT, not MADE OF one!!) and a salad with homegrown lettuce, watching Zick garden, peeking in on baby Carolina wrens, and discussing Things We Believe In with Liam. (For the record, Bigfoot - Yes. Loch Ness monster - Yes. Ghosts - Yes. UFOs/aliens - We're not sure.)
I also supervised the play between Holly and Chet Baker, whose nose was a little bent out of shape that his buddy KatDoc actually had a dog of her own and did not need his constant attention.
But mostly, I sat under a tree, facing the driveway, pretending to bird when in fact I was listening for the sound of tires scrunching up the gravel drive.
Finally, finally, they arrived! Let the fun begin!
I know you're not here for words, you only want the pictures. Here you go!
Jane, Panda and ChetFor the record, I am not letting her chew my showstringWho, me? Chewing shoestrings?One very tired puppy