We took Scout over to a new place to stay while we are gone from Monday to Friday on vacation this week. I'm anxious: we have always taken her to stay at her trainer's house before, which didn't seem like a "kennel" or anything like that. Once or twice, one of Husband's terrific sons has stayed here and looked after her. So yesterday and today I cooked rice and ground turkey, and packed up the other things she eats into daily portions, and worried about whether she would get sick (sometimes before, she has gotten sick in our absence). I miss her already. The place is called "Dog Days" and it's in kind of a warehouse district (actually, it is a warehouse, of sorts), but when we got inside they had it all fixed up with big areas for dogs to play in, and an evening "relax" area. She started playing with other dogs right away, so that made me feel a little less anxious. But, as I said, the house is quiet -- I'm looking for a head to scratch, and it's just not there.
We are only going to be gone a few days, but we're "Leaving on a Jet Plane" tomorrow morning, so I'm packing -- mostly shorts, this time -- not so many books either, because we'll be doing some sightseeing. I have been to this place before, but basically just driving through. So I'm excited to be getting a better view. Husband has never been there before.
This is my 100th post. At one point, I thought when I reached 100, I would explain the origin of the cartoon of me on my blog, or go on and on about why I chose "faith in community" for my blog title, or some serious and weighty thing like that. But it just turned out that 100 coincided with getting ready for vacation again, and missing Scout, the wonder dog, whose tale will continue, I promise. (4 Biblical Marys WILL be back, as well... I'll do some jotting on vacation.)
In honor of my 100th post, though, I wonder if anyone can identify the place where I am headed. Whoever guesses, or guesses first, will get some sort of prize (a postcard?). How about that?
And have a glass of wine, or a margarita, or a cosmopolitan, or something, in honor of making it to 100.