This is Grover, the wonderdog. I am reintroducing him because he gets so little face time on the blog. We have been priveleged to be in his company for almost 18 months now. He is over three years old. The title refers to a relatively current behavior. He has found his voice. He barks at the most inappropriate times and is always very surprised. Hello. This is our dog. As I stated last week, his bark can pierce an eardrum. In a closed house, it is like having a sonic boom. Outside it incites riots with the other neighborhood dogs. And, each time, he is surprised. He is not stupid. He is guileless, gentle and sweet natured. And, he’s our giant sweetie-pie.
You came for knitting? Move along, please. I got nothin’. Knitting related anyway. I still haven’t taken a picture of Thing I. Nor, have I knit more on Thing 2. The Cat in the Hat has left the building for the week. I am working on stealth Christmas knitting and cannot photograph or describe. I hate that. But, that’s the way, uh huh, uh huh, I like it, uh huh, uh huh. Disco fever right here in River City! I also wanted to apologize for the video yesterday. Damn thing. It was really neat, too. This internet/computer thing is hard for a dullard like me. Hopefully, today will be more successful.
So, since you are already mentally moving along, I will leave you with the soundtrack of the day:
Patti Page and “How Much is that Doggy in the Window?” If I’m lucky, you’ll be singing it all day, too. Have a good one!