If Zinnia is the Snow Dog, Bud is the Sun Dog. He will find the smallest slice of snow and doze in its warmth. Wherever he is, the sun is nearby.
Today is what I call a Medical Maintenance day. Covid complicated my life a few months ago; my weakened immune system has surrendered to a string of bugs and viruses. This should go away in a few months; in the meantime, more check-ups and some tests.
I have appointments today and tomorrow.
Thursday, Maria and I are going out for one of our one-day getaways at the Vermont Inn, where we had our honeymoon. We love the inn, and we have no trouble relaxing there.
We’ll leave around lunchtime Thursday and be back around lunchtime Friday. It isn’t easy to imagine leaving the farm for a real vacation. We did it once and regretted it. These quick-hit getaways work for us.
I’ll be going what Bud is doing in the photo above – nothing.) My werewolf cane is coming this week; I hope it gets her in time for our getaway.
I don’t blog on these trips; we walk, talk, eat and read. No devices. It’s only a day, but it is somehow invigorating.
(Photo above by Maria Wulf
Have a good rest.
I find it interesting that even dogs love the sun. I just left hot and humid Florida for cold and snowy New York. I don’t miss the sun at a!l. I love the grey gloomy days. Just wish I had a dog to share them with…in due time.