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| Boys and dogs, a lifetime tradition continues. |
-14 degrees/clear skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road
I just let the pup outside to do his early morning thing. It didn't take him long to run to the other side of the barn and back. I'm hoping he didn't freeze anything off.
It was a busy day on Friday. Melinda texted fairly early and said she'd be bringing Chief over a bit later than planned. The roads were still icy and treacherous.
It was mid morning before the puppy came galloping through the door followed by his owner. When Grady walked around the corner and saw his newest BFF, it was love at first sight.
Both boys, child and dog, played together all day, first in the house, later outside.
It was perfect. About the time one would begin to tire, the other would want to play and the scenario would begin all over.
Me? I remained out of the fray and let them wear themselves out. Mama didn't have no dummy for a son.
Just because the temperature was in the single numbers didn't mean either couldn't have fun outdoors. They romped in the snow for quite a while.
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| Fetch anyone? Hambone quickly discovered that while wearing mittens, it was easier to throw using both hands. |
Grady became a bit frustrated with his new best friend when he attempted to build a fort from chunks of snow only to watch Chief haul each piece away as quickly as he could stack them.
It was late afternoon before I dragged the two reluctant amigos back inside. Both were cold, but neither wanted to quit playing. Chief laid down and promptly feel asleep. With heavy eyelids, Hambone found Grandma Sargie's recliner by the wood stove and watched tv while he warmed up.
Grady and I ran through the shower late in the afternoon before leaving to meet Mel, Macrea, and Sargie, at one of our favorite restaurants in Florence, Wisconsin. The kids had met Sargie right after work and the three rode together leaving the Kia in Iron Mountain.
The food was excellent and of course, the conversation lively.
Grady was sad last night. He wanted to come back to Pentoga Road with us. After all, what three year-old boy wouldn't? He had a new buddy that could play nonstop just as long as he could. It's a match made in little boy and puppy heaven.
Our puppy guest was happy to see us walk through the door Friday evening. Perfectly content in his kennel, he wasn't slow in welcoming Sargie home and the two became instant friends.
I worked with Chief before bedtime, teaching him to sing Auld Lang Syne as I played the harmonica. He finally caught on and for a brief period, warbled in a very out of tune Rottweiler kind of voice. He's a smart dog, but not much of a musician.
I'll be taking Sargie over to Iron Mountain early this morning. After, I'll come back and hang out with Chief until Melinda and Tom come to pick him up. The six month old pup is a joy to have around and is well trained and behaved. He'll be here the first week in February while the kids travel downstate. We'll resume his music lessons at that time.
It's time to roll. Sargie has to be at the Vision Center extra early this morning.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
It was late afternoon before I dragged the two reluctant amigos back inside. Both were cold, but neither wanted to quit playing. Chief laid down and promptly feel asleep. With heavy eyelids, Hambone found Grandma Sargie's recliner by the wood stove and watched tv while he warmed up.
Grady and I ran through the shower late in the afternoon before leaving to meet Mel, Macrea, and Sargie, at one of our favorite restaurants in Florence, Wisconsin. The kids had met Sargie right after work and the three rode together leaving the Kia in Iron Mountain.
The food was excellent and of course, the conversation lively.
Grady was sad last night. He wanted to come back to Pentoga Road with us. After all, what three year-old boy wouldn't? He had a new buddy that could play nonstop just as long as he could. It's a match made in little boy and puppy heaven.
Our puppy guest was happy to see us walk through the door Friday evening. Perfectly content in his kennel, he wasn't slow in welcoming Sargie home and the two became instant friends.
I worked with Chief before bedtime, teaching him to sing Auld Lang Syne as I played the harmonica. He finally caught on and for a brief period, warbled in a very out of tune Rottweiler kind of voice. He's a smart dog, but not much of a musician.
I'll be taking Sargie over to Iron Mountain early this morning. After, I'll come back and hang out with Chief until Melinda and Tom come to pick him up. The six month old pup is a joy to have around and is well trained and behaved. He'll be here the first week in February while the kids travel downstate. We'll resume his music lessons at that time.
It's time to roll. Sargie has to be at the Vision Center extra early this morning.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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