It's Official

South Carolina is trying to kill me. I know, I know, that sounds a tad overdramatic, but I absolutely believe it. First the plague, then the stress of the apartment and the window, and this time? This time Comet was the recruit for the states' evil ploy.



I took her for a walk yesterday and somehow I dropped the leash. If it were the C-dog she would have simply stopped when I called her name but Comet had to keep walking. Not too fast (just enough to stay ahead of me) and she did keep looking back at me (nah, nah!) but she wouldn't stop. I attempted the brilliant move of stepping on the leash. Left foot on leash, slid forward, and right foot behind me. With all of me on the ground.

Something popped on the way down. Yowsa! For a few moments I thought I might be spending the rest of my life on that sidewalk (but at least I had the leash in my hand!). I worked my way into a standing position and limped into the house.

And my oh my, did it hurt. I kept telling myself. "It's only muscles! Only muscles!"

My body didn't care about the distinction. It kept saying, "It's PAIN!"

Okay, I had to agree with that.

I spent the night on the heating pad with the temperature set to 'laser' and it did help a bit. At least I as able to hobble downstairs this morning.

South Carolina, I promise this stay is only temporary. Please, please just let me live until December and then I will leave. And your evil plot will be our little secret.

P.S. I think the hurricane might be overkill, S. C.

WELCOME!

I went out to Ridgeland today to see the Cutest Baby in the World. While I was out there, I went to the nail salon to have my talons filed down a bit. Decided to go with purple polish, with the exception of a cornucopia on each ring finger. These are some of the colors he used;


I went back to the kids for dinner then headed home to Paradise. On the way to the island I passed what I must assume was the welcome wagon. Five cars with blue lights helping a lovely couple clean their car. Not only were they cleaning the trunk, the men in uniforms even removed the back seat. How thorough!

See how friendly and helpful the locals can be!

Paradise? Really?

While I am down here, I stay in a gated community. Know what that means? Nothing.

This morning my first visitor was the local police asking me if I knew the window in my car had been smashed. Uh, no. But very bizarre since I had a dream this morning that someone had busted up my vehicle.



Anyway, not a thing was taken. It was just 'senseless random violence' as Mr. Policeman said.


Boy howdy, don't I feel lucky?

Settling In

Well. I got to South Carolina, spent the weekend with Stacy and Ron, then came down with my second cold of the year. Yuck.

Was almost recovered from that when Father and Sandy came down for 2 1/2 days. Sandy and I went shopping! I know, I was out with the pro and I was still weak and completely off my training. She took it easy on me and we only went to 5 stores. She probably could have done more but when she saw me lying on the floor kicking and whining she decided it was time to go.

Having them both here was wonderful. I just wish the weather would have been a bit nicer. And I swear, one of these days they will get to Captain Woody's

for the best burger or grouper sandwich on the island.

Welcome Back!

"I have missed you!"




"Let me show you how big I have grown since you have been gone!"




"Come on in for a swim!"


"Hmm. I'll stay on the porch, thanks."


HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO EVERYONE!

Surprise!

Grandma Sandy and I collaborated on this gift for the Cutest Baby in the World. It stays at my house so Rachael has something to play with when she is here.

Last night the C-dog decided she was going to chew on it for awhile.



For some reason, she dropped it pretty quick. Almost as quickly as she got caught.

(I know, I know. It sounds a lot like Ziggy.)