I Need To Video These Wonderdogs

So.  Happy Valentine's Day, Y'all!

And speaking of Valentines….

ThatManILove swears, that when he’s out of town, he comes in, and Zack the Wonderdog raises his sweet little doggy head up from ThatManILove’s pillow, and looks at him like, “What?  You were gone, I am here, possession is 9/10ths of the law.”

ThatManILove shakes his head, shushes Zack out of the bed, and reclaims his lawful place in the bed.

Well...

ThatManILove has been known to go to the back yard, pull a cushioned chair out into the yard, and just nap in the winter sun.

This past weekend, I decided a little fresh air would do me good, so I went out on the back porch, with a blanket, my computer, my iPhone, and a bottle of water.

And what to my wondering eyes did appear, but Zack.

Zack the Wonderdog.

Who promptly walked quietly up to ThatManILove’s favorite chair, and stepped up into it, and curled up.

Oh, yes, he did.

He cracks me up.  I had to take quick pictures, because I knew ThatManILove would never believe it.

House International

I’m wiped out.  Between putting on a golf tourney, and trying to find some young petroleum engineering students summer interning positions, and my regular job, I think I need some Geritol.

Or maybe just, you know, a trip to the Bahamas?

Or a shopping trip?

A new shotgun?  (Did I tell y’all I won a rifle?  I did.  I’ll take pix of it and let you see it when I have enough energy to get my butt up off this couch and take a picture!)

A Pandora bracelet?

Or, I know!!!!  How about an old essential called sleep?

That would be it!!  Sleep!  My old friend, sleep.

I believe I’ll try that tonight.

As soon as I get the three(out of six) engineers (that decided to stay one more night) sleeping arrangements, well, arranged. (My house has become international once again - one from Kuwait, one from Nigeria, and one from the Washington, D.C.  They are all super young men, and they are so much fun!)  I've put one on this couch, one on another couch, and one in the spare bedroom. 

Then, and only then, will I be hitting the hay.  It’s almost 11 p.m.  And I’ve got yet another early morning going for Friday.  I’ll be out and about by the time you’re reading this.

Another day, another adventure.

Happy trails, y’all!