The UHaul has been unloaded, partly into a storage unit and the rest into the house I will occupy very soon. The funny thing about this turn of events is that the house which has been generously offered me on modest terms is so much nicer than the one I was going to rent. I do have to put in a lot of elbow grease, but it's coming along with more help from those friends.
Wednesday I was motoring up the highway and noticed that for about a mile ahead and at least as far behind me and on both sides of the highway there was not a single other car in sight from the last hill to the next. Here's to a staggering lack of traffic jams.
The pups have been blissed-out playing with the children of our hosts. I think they're going to miss the excitement and energy of the kids once we are ensconced in our own place, but hopefully the big yard will be a consolation of sorts. Hopefully Mr. & Mrs. Tolewyn will let me babysit in attempt to repay their kindness, and the pups can enjoy visits from the kids.
There are moments when it is impossible to deny the intelligence of Praline. Wednesday night, the two-year-old was having quite a grand time chasing Praline around a large recliner, and every time she got very far ahead of the child, she would stop and wait for him to round the corner to continue the game. She wanted to keep him interested, to keep the chase spooling out. She's so fleet she could handily have run circles around him, yet she found more delight in the game and tempered her pace accordingly. I laughed and laughed to see her patience, as that is not a trait I tend to associate with her. Likewise, she seems to understand he's a little one, and unlike when she wants to have a struggle with adults for the ball so they can throw it and she can fetch it, she will walk up to the small child and deposit the ball at his feet. She's one intense little hairball, but her brain is working in ways which surprise me. What a dear girl.
Things look good and later today I have a follow up interview for the job I mentioned yesterday. The other job starts Monday, but it's a temporary job on a very strict probationary term, and the orientation has made me suspect the job will be rigid in ways which make me restless. We shall see. I am grateful for the opportunity, but I'm yearning for a job which will afford more permanence from the gitgo. Things have been odd and a little up-in-the-air, but in the main things have been really good and I'm very happy. I'm looking forward to feeling more settled and to be living in my new place, but the important thing is that I made it here.
*squeeeee!*
10 comments:
Hey at least the pups had fun!
I'm very glad to hear that things are working out. I'll keep fingers crossed that the job is better than it appears on the surface.
If you get too frustrated, I highly recommend a dose of recoil therapy. There's something about blasting water-filled plastic bottles with a shotgun that works out the worst of stresses and tensions!
:-)
Aren't dogs amazing? As smart as I know Miss Praline to be, I'm not surprised she knew how to keep the game going.
"Here's to a staggering lack of traffic jams."
I'll drink to that. I live in an 80-mph world, too (outside o' town, of course), and there's MUCH to be said for that!
So... I take it you rented another place? You landed well, then?
Phlegmy, my thoughts are with you.
It sounds like a grand adventure, with an excellent outcome ahead!
Poochies are so cool.
Glad you found a big garden for the pups, and yourself :)
Praline obviously gets her smarts from her "mom"! ;)
I hope you get this other job, it sounds way more interesting and exciting...good luck!
Good for you and the pups to get a little down time! Enjoy and good luck!
KEWL...you got a place!
have fun settling in to your new digs!
The behavior is called self-handicapping, and dogs are *great* at it.
However, that's incredible self control for a young JRT. I'd be proud of her, too.
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