Friday, June 29, 2012
. . . to quote the late, great Gerard Hoffnung.
Miss D. and I have arrived safely at Brigid's place, after a leisurely run from the Mammoth Caves area today and a detour through a local meadery, from which we emerged bearing bottles for later consumption. (At least, I thought it was supposed to be 'later' . . . I guess that depends on one's definition of the term! Miss D. and Brigid are definitely merrier now than they were a little earlier!) Barkley is doing his best to persuade everyone in turn that he's a hard-done-by Labrador who really, really needs people food to put all right with his world once again. I swear, if people lived in hope as much as he does, the world would be a seething cauldron of anticipation!
Nothing more to add tonight, except laughter and the love of friends. I'll try to post at greater length tomorrow.