Welcome, all my faithful readers. It’s Kramer back again to bring you more about the life of a very handsome Pekinese. Bob recently added the above decals to the back of our car. He said it was a pretty good likeness. I kind of like it. I just wish he had included our phone number in case some little chihuahua, you know, wanted to text me, or something. Probably just as well though. I wouldn’t want to upset Bella.
I can’t believe how many weeks have gone by since I last sat down to write. Seems like the days fly by. Bob and I were visited by his brother, sister in law, niece, and her husband a few weeks ago. For his brother and wife, meeting me was a first time pleasure, for both of us. I made myself available for any and all attention they wished to bestow. I regaled them with my toy playing prowess, and my ability to spin while standing on my rear legs. I also had a little fun stealing one of his brothers sneakers from his bedroom, however short lived the conquest was. While here, I didn’t get to go as many places as I do when it is just Bob and I, but that’s OK. I have been to many of the places already, so I was happy to surrender my spot in the car for their entertainment.
Man, the wild turkeys are everywhere. There is a family of eleven that live next to us in Bob’s wooded area, and make almost daily trips across our lawn and around the neighborhood. I have suffered the height of indignation when, while sitting on the porch with Bob, some of them laid down on the lawn, within several feet of me. I’ll admit, I’m not what you could call a Big threat, but they could at least show me the courtesy of acknowledging that I am a dog, who could chase them if I wanted to.
Well, fall is definitely here. The trees are displaying their colors and their annual penchant for dropping their leaves in the yard. Bob, who recently completed his roundup of acorns, is now actively involved in the fine art of mulching. He is finally ready to admit that the purchase of a riding mower a year or so ago was a good investment.
Last week, Bob and I were in the car preparing for a local trip. He had put up the garage door, strapped me into my booster seat, and begun to slowly back out of the garage, when he heard a distant crunch. It seems that the door had gone up far enough to not be visible in the rear view mirror, but not far enough for the car to clear it. Fortunately, no damage was done to the car, and only minor damage to the door. Nothing Bob couldn’t ‘retrofit’ with the help of a big hammer until a repairman could come.
About the only other exciting thing that has happened around here is that Bob bought a 7 speed bicycle. He took delivery a couple of weeks ago, and went trail riding with some neighbors. No, not mountain trails. Are you kidding? We are talking flat, paved trails. Even at that, on his first ride after an intermission of about 60 years, he lasted 4 miles. But hey, he has the whole winter to rest up.
I guess that’s about it for this time. Glad to be able to chat again. So, for now, this is your old pal Kramer saying keep a smile on your face and a treat in your pocket. And don’t forget my still homeless friends. Adopt, Foster, Volunteer, or Donate. It’s all good.