Meet Eclipse!

In a similar vein, I once knew a member of the nation within who took the ferry from Woods Hole Mass. to Martha’s Vineyard every morning and came back at night.

https://mymodernmet.com/eclipse-dog-takes-bus-to-park/

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8 Responses to “Meet Eclipse!”

  1. Wose-The Small and Meek
    11:37 am on August 11th, 2020

    Greetngs!

    Who’s a good girl?…Eclipse! I love your story!

    Make it the best day!

  2. B. Stover
    12:06 pm on August 11th, 2020

    Way to go Eclipse.

    Good afternoon all.

  3. Thieves! on Location
    6:43 pm on August 11th, 2020

    Katastrophe! Report!

    Ahem…We are reporting from Rio’s front yard. Beau had us standing at the ready to be dispatched to Rio’s place as we watched the trajectory of the derecho storm. We can confirm that Rio and Friend and Mother are safe. However, the tree in Rio’s front yard couldn’t withstand the force of the winds. Luckily, it toppled into the street rather than into Rio’s home. The tree is blocking the street. They are without power—-it may be some time before it is restored—-but not without a generous neighbor who is allowing Friend to use their generator so she can charge her Beauphone.

    Sources close to the situation can confirm that we were elated when bible study was cancelled yesterday. Those same sources can confirm that we were greatly disappointed when Beau held bible study in Rio’s front yard today. We knew he was up fo no good when he asked to have a pulpit made from the culprit tree.

    We can also report that a derecho storm is not code for a gassy pug who ate one too many Slim Jims. We can also report, we asked several sources about derechos. Each one of them confirmed a derecho is not a gassy pug. Either this truly is the case or this is a massive cover up.

    We are taking standing sentry at Rio’s house in shifts until all is set to right. Ole Doc has already unpacked his personal effects so he can be at their service for the long haul. We can report that we learned new combinations of curse words when Mother found tennis balls in her sock drawer this morning. We all celebrate in our own way and apparently that’s Mother’s way.

    We hope all Plunderers are okay. If you were in or near the path of the storm, please check in so we know you’re okay. Beau is keeping track on his clipboard.

    This has been us reporting to youse.

  4. Thieves! on Location
    7:00 pm on August 11th, 2020

    Report! We should also report that they don’t have AC which is making the hot temperatures miserable. We should also report that they don’t have a way to prepare meals. All of this is very stressful on Friend especially as she takes care of Mother. Can you imagine having to take care of the person who has tennis balls in their sock drawer when you have nary a tennis ball? We are pretty sure that makes Friend a Saint. We will have to ask Beau if she gets a sash or something for her sainthood.

  5. Wose-The Small and Meek
    7:19 pm on August 11th, 2020

    Thieves! After hearing about the derechos today, I was very worrit about Rio, Friend, and Mother. I am relieved to hear that the little red and white house was spared damage, and that all there are okay.

  6. BooBear
    9:04 pm on August 11th, 2020

    Wow! Rio, Friend and Mother, oh my goodness! Thank goodness for neighbors with generators. Back when Dad was alive, hurricane Ike came through the Houston area and we lost power for 10 days. (Think that was when it was.). We had a generator that we shared with our next door neighbors. It was a life saver. Thank Dog the tree fell into the street and not the house. Do you have relatives close you can stay with? Also, were you home listening to all the carnage? Very scary.

  7. BooBear
    9:05 pm on August 11th, 2020

    Also, loved the story about Eclipse!

  8. Ole Doc
    10:14 pm on August 11th, 2020

    Mother is insisting I clean out my tennis ball drawer to make room for her socks. I’ve already crammed my nativity scene in her delicates drawer. Haven’t I sacrificed enough, I ask youse.

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