The sun is bright, and the day is pretty, but it’s chilly. It will be in the low 50’s today and down to the 30’s tonight, but that seems just about right for this time of year. More of the oak leaves have turned yellow. The deck plants have died, victims of the cold nights. I brought in the two lavender plants. They would have survived, but I wanted their sweet smell inside to remind me of summer.
Henry made it to the vets yesterday to have his nails trimmed. Getting him to the car wasn’t easy. I had opened the Door before hand, but he wouldn’t jump in so I had to lift him and then shut the door quickly before he escaped. In the parking lot at the vets I had to grab him before he took off after I’d opened the door. He shook while we waited so I kept patting him and trying to reassure him. I had to walk with him to an exam room so they could take him out back. When they brought him out, he had his halter on and a Red Sox bandana. The tech with him kept patting and talking to him. He seemed fine and getting him into the car was easy. He made it going and coming without any accidents in the car. The trip was a success.
When I was a kid, our dog Duke wandered all over town. There were no leash laws back then. One time he followed my grandmother into Woolworth’s and lifted his leg on the comics. She denied knowing him. He followed me to school several times. I didn’t try to stop him though my father did. He’d jump into the car and chase Duke down, but Duke would never get in the car. He made my father furious. My mother used to try to tempt him back inside. She’d call him and wave a piece of bologna. He’d run up to her and eat the bologna except for a small piece he’d leave her holding. Duke was cagey.
The sun has disappeared and clouds have taken its place. My pretty day is gone, and I figure it will get colder without the light. I was going to go out and about, but outside isn’t all that enticing anymore. I wanted the sun in my eyes.