Papa Lyndel's blog

Grani said, "We get to keep Jose this weekend."

"Woohoo", I said. I lied. It's not that I don't like Jose. I love Jose. She is so sweet. Baylee however hates Jose. Baylee is old a grumpy. Jose is young and perky and happy. Baylee is Eeyore. Jose is Tigger on caffiene. Jose comes bounding into the house and the first thing she does is jump on Baylee. He then growls and barks and climbs up the the highest point on the sofa. That used to be enough, but Jose is now bigger than Baylee and she cna climb just as high. And so the battle of the Century ensues with everyone barking and growling and running around and jumping and it can go on for hours.

"We'll get to see Hannah and Benjamin and you can take their picture since you found your camera."

"OK." I grumbled. At least I could get a couple of pics and some good hugs.

We drove across Old Hickory to Hannah and Benjamin's house. It's only about 20 minutes over there. But when we pulled up in front of their house this is what we saw.



What is this? An empty driveway. What does that mean? It means Christy isn't home which means I won't get to see Hannah and Benjamin.

"Oh!" grins Grani, "I guess Christy has already driven over to the Davis' house."

"Hmph." "Where are the babies?"

"Well, I suppose they are with Christy."

"I guess you knew they weren't going to be here."

"I wasn't sure, but we have to pick up Jose anyway."

"I brought my camera!"

"Jose is here!"

"Hmph."

Here's a picture of Jose "tiggering" at the gate. She was very excited to see us.


And I guess I have to admit, I was glad to see Jose. She really is a sweet dog. And a whole lot more fun than our old grump, Baylee.



Maybe we'll see the grandbabies when Jose goes home.