My people unloaded my crate and put in a big room where my master was going to sleep. When they got done, there were my dishes and my toys just like at home.
I didn’t get to play with the two resident dogs much. They weren’t sure we would get along, and didn’t want to break up any fights.
My man relative that lived there put up my wire dog run from their front door to the trees out by the street. Every morning at about 7 a.m., just like at home, I wanted to get up and go out for my potty break. My master got up with me and fastened me on the run, and then stayed out with me.
I got to watch the school bus come and pick up the kids from the neighborhood. All the parents either drive their kids to the bus pick up point, or walk with them to it. No kids came by themselves. Some of them talked to me, one asked my master what kind of dog I was.
The people in Virginia are very friendly. A lot of the people in the neighborhood run every morning including my people. I had more fun watching the squirrels, and they had more fun teasing me. They seemed to know I couldn’t get to them so they would come so far and hide behind the trees and then pop out, knowing I couldn’t reach them.
We did have a good visit. My people took me for a walk around the neighborhood at least three times a day. That was nice and I got to see a lot of people, kids, cats and of course the pesky squirrels.
On our trip back, I was a seasoned traveler, so I didn’t need a doggie-downer. When we stopped in Kentucky the first night, the people at the hotel put us by the outside door. The first room and that was a mistake. I’m a watch-dog, and every time somebody came or went I had to wake up and bark or growl. We got a call from the front desk. “Your dog is barking.” No kidding. You take in dogs and then expect me not to bark. My owner refused to make me be still, after all I was just guarding my people! They didn’t call but one time.
We had really good weather all the way, and I really liked the rest areas we got to stop at. I always got to walk around and see everything, see other dogs taking their walk, and then I got my bowl with water and sometimes a little food. Maybe we’ll get to go to the city again sometime, even though my master doesn’t like the traffic. I promise to be a good doggie if we do.
I hope everybody was safe Sunday when we had the storms. We had some straight-line winds and have some big limbs down in the front. Our son said he thinks it twisted his metal gazebo out behind their house. It sure was fierce for a while.
Here is this week’s recipe. Lasagna Soup:
1 lb. lean ground beef; 1 lg. green pepper, chopped; 1 med. onion, chopped; 2 garlic cloves, minced; 2 cans (14 1/2 oz.) each, reduced-sodium beef broth; 2 cans (14 1/2 oz. each) diced tomatoes; 1 can (8 oz.) tomato sauce; 1 cup frozen corn; 1/4 cup tomato paste; 2 tsp. Italian seasoning; 1/4 tsp. pepper; 2 1/2 cups uncooked spiral pasta; 1/2 cup shredded Parmesan cheese.
In a large saucepan, cook beef, pepper, onion, and garlic over med. heat until meat is no longer pink; drain. Stir in broth, tomatoes, tom. sauce, corn, tom. paste, seasonings. Bring to a boil.
Stir in pasta. Return to a boil. Reduce heat; cover and simmer for 10-12 minutes or until pasta is tender. Sprinkle with cheese. Yields eight (8) servings. Good for a chilly night.
See you next week, behind The Garden Gate.