An Interesting Day

Well, it's been an interesting day around here. First thing mom was pretty crabby for the first part of it. KK is getting bigger and he tends to hurt her when he runs and jumps now.




Mom decided to take Brigid outside and cut off her fuzzy fur on the porch. KK wanted to come out, but instead of just walking out, he stayed in the doorway and yakked until Kyra ran out. She, of course, took off up the street. KK panicked, shouting, "Kyra's running away! Kyra's running away!" Of course mom wasn't real happy about that, but there was no point in getting mad at KK. He started to run after her and mom yelled, "Don't run after Kyra! She'll come back." After several exchanges, she convinced ol' KK to stick around.



Let me tell you a little about Kyra. She's a tough little terrier mix mom and The Emily picked up at the pound. She's smart, bossy and jealous. And she's mom's syncophant. Kyra is always so close to mom that she trips her. I try to tell her that's a cat's job because we can do it without getting hurt, but Kyra just keeps doing it and keeps getting stepped on. If you hear a yelp, it will be Kyra.



When she makes it out the door, Kyra runs up the street. Her attitude is: They'll send a car for me. AND THEY DO! Everyone starts going nuts while mom just squats in the yard and watches her. Mom knows she'll come back, but everyone else is whacked out, jumping in cars and driving after her. When they get near her they stop and open the door. That's when Kyra jumps in the car and gets a free ride home, her face all covered in smug doggy smile. So when she got out today, KK whacked out.



Anyways, mom continued to snip hair from around Brigid's butt and KK gave a blow by blow of where Kyra was. "She's way down there Mimi" "OH NO! She CROSSED the STREET!" "She's coming back!" "I'm gonna go get her"



Here mom let out a tremendous NO! KK can't go across the street.



Then she came back to the porch and watched mom cut. I think scissors fascinate her. At least she's not afraid of them like Brigid. She's only afraid of the vacuum cleaner.



But I digress.



Mom told KK to open the door to let Kyra in and of course, he opened the door and stood in it. Kyra couldn't get in and started to run away again. Then mom hollared at KK to go inside. He got upset and started crying. Kyra waited on the sidewalk. Mom stood up and called her and the scissors fell out of her lap. That scared Brigid and she tried to bolt. KK said, "OH NO! Brigid's running away too!" And Kyra was heading back towards the front door again while KK tried to get out of the house.



Well, let me tell you, this was a great day to be sunning in the front window.



Mom stomped on Brigid's leash and grabbed KK by the arm. She pulled him out of the doorway and reached down for the leash. (I didn't know she could multi-task!) Then Kyra started to shy away and mom pushed KK into the door and grabbed Kyra's collar, putting her inside the door and pushing it shut. KK started crying because he's not used to his Mimi being abrupt with him. Brigid had sat down in all the trimmed hair and was whining. Kyra barked through the window.



I don't think I've been entertained like this since the bird flew down the chimney.



Finally, when Kyra moved away from the door, mom said KK could come out again. Mom finished up trimming the dog butt and it looks like she has a crew cut on her posterior. Brigid coming at you, Sarge going away. Then Mimi wanted to keep KK busy so she told him to clean up the hair. By the time he was done he was covered in black dog hair.



Later mom decided we'd go shoot some pictures because there were so many pretty clouds in the sky. Besides, she's like a tomato plant. She needs sunlight to be happy. So we hopped in the car and drove around some. We went through Taco Bueno and ordered a veggie bean burrito for mom, a cheesecake chimichanga, a diet coke and a chicken taquito for me (hold the cheese. It makes the litter box stink) Mom tried eating and driving and ended up with black beans on her shirt, the seat, the steering wheel and even me. I wish she'd gotten a taco.



Finally we went out in the boonies to the end of a dirt road. Mom wanted to get out past the power lines to get good pictures. Now let me set this up for you:



The road ended where someone had tried to put in a walled community. There was a huge stone gate at the end of the dirt road. Now that gate was only about 40 yards long on a side, so you could drive along the gate and drive behind it. The folks had also started to put in a road, so it didn't matter if you went through the gate or around it on the side, you ended up in the same place. Ok?



Now, mom just went along the side of the gate to avoid visual obstacles. We got out and flushed some jacks. Those dang rabbits are fast. By the time mom got the cap off her lens they were too far away to get a good picture. So she started taking pictures of the clouds and the rain in the distance and some other stuff there.



Then all the sudden this man drives up in an old blue Chevy (we know it was a Chevy because it had that famous peeling Chevy paint job) He stopped across the dirt road and stared at mom. I got in the car to get a good view of what would happen.



He continued to stare at mom, so she waved at him. He put on his grumpy face. She realized he wanted her to move her car so he could go down that little bit of dirt road to get to the street. N



Now, he could have just turned his wheel a little to the right and gone through the gate, but he just sat there and stared at mom. I know it wasn't because of her stunning beauty because she was still covered in black beans, so I figured "he's a nut". And he was.



Mom finally figured out what he wanted and waved again, took his picture and got into the car. She pulled ahead five feet and he went around her and travelled down the little swatch of road behind her. Mom said, "Yes, you have a dick, so I have to move my car."



What mom did next was great. She turned the car and raced through the gate, cutting him off at the road and getting in front of him. She waved as she went by and took his picture again out the window. He did not look happy, but mom did. She giggled. He honked and she said, "I know, you have a dick." He peeled out to the right when we got to the stop sign. Mom made a left turn. I was in the back window showing him my tail.



Well, then we came home. Mom stopped a couple of places to get a shot here or something there. We scared up some more jacks, but they don't interest me. Mom said it was because they were too fast for me. I could have proven her wrong, but why rise to the bait, eh?



So now we're home and mom's going to load the photos into the computer. Can't wait to see Dick's pictures.



Waiting with baited breath,



Perry