The Tiny Boss

Adventures are everywhere! Last weekend I headed home to visit family and got into all sorts of strange. First, we decided to visit a "huge home shopping overflow sale" that was advertised in the newspaper but actually ended up being a giant junk sale. As my Mammol said, we were "underwhelmed." Don't get me wrong, I'm a fan of GOOD junk (antiques, consignment, etc.) but this was painful. Torn Clark shoes, Birkenstocks decorated with Micky & Minnie, random kitchen cookware that looked used, and boxes of thing-a-ma-jigs that no one in this world could need or want. The electronic candle with a water feature as the wick really took the cake for me.

Before I left Sunday morning, Mom threw a little Mardi Gras celebration with homemade beignets, mimosas, flowers, and jazz music. The beignets were absolutely delicious; Cafe du Monde would be proud! Shortly after the party started, I noticed a little dog running up and down the sidewalk, barking at mom's dogs, and backing into the road every few moments. Panic set in. I ran outside and thankfully the pup came right to me. He had on a collar with a phone number. The owner didn't answer, so I left a message and crossed my fingers for a reunion. For the next two hours this stray, Andy, the fuzzy little pup in the photo above, managed to start a massive hump fest among himself, my mom's two westies, my Boston Terrier, and my friend's dog. There was barking, running, playing in the rain & mud...pure canine delight...complemented by lots of laughing and failed discipline attempts on the human end of this charade. By the time the owner came to pick Andy up, this 8-pound seemingly-innocent pup managed to take charge of the entire pack. What an entertaining weekend!