Saturday

Yesterday was a beautiful, sunny day. It was also the last day to be North. Today I am back home, although technically still on vacation.

We checked out and drove down to the Canal Park area of Duluth. It's a great dog area of the city, and it was even better, as they were hosting a dog show at the Convention Center. The Park was full of dogs, of all shapes and sizes, including two large, beautiful Great Danes the size of horses! We walked the "lake walk" a bit, stopped for cheese curds and hot dogs at Crabby Dan's, and met many dogs and their people. Scout sniffed every bush, tree, piece of grass and lamp post she could find, as well as the tail end of quite a few dogs. We are finding that dog people are, for the most part, about the friendliest people in the world.

(No offense to cat people. You just can't find them so easily out walking their cats. They're usually at home, reading the newspaper or a good book with their cats. And their cat is usually sitting right on the part of the newspaper they want to read.)

We also stopped in at a couple of our favorite antique stores. They both allow dogs, which is one of the reasons we like them so much. I found a wonderful old children's book of Bible verses, called "The Wings of the Morning." But they were asking $25.00. I wasn't sure that it was that special.

Then we started the long, sad drive home.

We stopped at a flea market where they were not so friendly about dogs.

At home, I didn't remember that I had left the house so messy. The flowers hanging in the front yard looked just a little wilty. The dining room table had disorganized mail and books I decided not to bring and a few other stray papers. The kitchen still had a large cardboard box with styrofoam peanuts. A couple of Scout's balls were hanging around the floor.

Welcome home.