It is indeed a beautiful day in the neighborhood. I took the Creature With Fangs for a long walk this morning, tunes courtesy of James Taylor and the Allman Brothers. I think it is time to rename the dog. She has stopped chomping and nipping those she loves best. She is massive… 8 months old and 56 pounds of pure-bred German Shepherd. Taking her for a walk is more like being taken for a drag, at least the first mile is. I think I’ll call her Baby Monster Girl for a while.
So BMG and me was walking. If you know the area (hi Lori!) we walked down Green Rd. from the other side of Hurlbut down to Rt. 64 and back. It is a gorgeous morning here; bright sunshine, high clouds, birds everywhere. We passed a large, scraggly hawk watching over his meadow, waiting for breakfast to come out of its hole. We had minor encounters with two dogs that weren’t leashed in their yards. That was a little scary – one was a pitbull. I’m going to call a vet and find what I should be carrying to discourage these encounters…. not the encounters themselves, but if they turn ugly. But it all worked out.
I’m going to write for a couple hours, then we’re going to the movies. Yes, THAT one. I’ll let you know what I think.
PS – what happened at H-H on Thursday?