Friday, March 25

Good Evening, friends and relatives near, far, and just down the street,

We left South Carolina this morning and drove to Uncle Peter and Aunt Jodi's in Canton, Georgia. It was a nice day for travel.....sunny, then cloudy, then sunny, then rainy, then sunny, then...........kept us on our toes! We stopped early for lunch because Mommy's backbone was eating away at her tummy, no....errrrrrr.....her tummy thought her throat had been cut.......I'm not sure how that happens, but that's what she said. I went for a nice long walk and man, were there ever some interesting smells. Then we continued on and got here around five. Mommy says this place has grown like a weed since they lived here. There are new developments all over the place.......and why people would want to move down here in all this traffic is beyond us. But, apparently they do, so they build, build, build.

Uncle Peter wasn't home from work yet, but Aunt Jodi was here, along with Cousin Katie who is twelve and gorgemongous, and Uncle Jimmy who is married to Aunt Susie who is Uncle Deannie and Aunt Joyce's daughter. Remember Uncle Deannie? The rich one in North Carolina? Yeah, that one. Anyhow, Uncle Jimmy had taken his daughter, Lauren, to a horseback riding lesson nearby and was just hangin' out here until she was done. It was fun to meet him. He's very cute and lots of fun. And, ta da, he liked me a lot! However, Lilly and Zoey did not. They are miniature schnauzers, and they act like they own the place! Oh, wait, that's right, they do. But they sure weren't very hospitable. And you know? They scare the beejeesus out of me! I spent a lot of my time sitting right in front of my daddy, where I could be protected from those dog eating hairballs! And the noise....ohmydoggod........high pitched yip yip yip yip all the time. It never stops. Zoey belongs to cousin Alisa who is a college student on spring break so Grandma and Grandpa had to puppysit. It was a first for them....and a last, I guess. Two little ankle biters are one too many. But I digress......I don't think I did that yesterday....must be losing my touch.

OK, so soon Uncle Peter came home, and he made of the two little yappers until.....he saw me, a real dog, with beautiful black curly hair and manners.....and he was in love. He did say I was awfully big, which I didn't take offense to like when Daddy says that about Mommy and she smacks him on the arm.....and then we all got along pretty well.

Mommy and Daddy were going to sleep in basement room so when it was time to go to bed, we went downstairs and wouldn't you know......I was almost done in by the attack cat who lives down there! Uncle Peter says he is usually a scaredy cat, but man, I haven't seen that! He comes after me like white on rice! So, since there was a big bed down there, the three of us shared it. I was all over that idea, but Mommy didn't seem to sleep well. I thought I had left her plenty of room but she says I was pushy. Oh well.....I think we may sleep in the camper tomorrow night.

I think we're just hangin' out tomorrow while Mommy does laundry. Uncle Peter has to work and Aunt Jodi does her business thing. So I'll talk to you tomorrow. Until then, stay well.

Juni