Yogi had a couple of families over his lifetime. He had just been dropped off at the kennel and they didn't know his background. Always thought weird looking for his very large ears. A family with two boys took him home, and they had a wonderful three years together, and then divorce came into their lives. His next home was with a student who had no idea how much activity he needed for his upkeep. She soon realized he was too much for her and he was taken to the kennel again.
His new home had a dog already. The master had lost one of his two dogs, and adopted Yogi as a companion for the remaining dog who was mourning her friend who died.
So, happy ever after!
Today the wind is still blowing! This morning for about an hour it was calm. If fact I had to look around for a minute to realize what was different. It didn't last too long.
Yesterday I enjoy a matinee at the local dinner theater playhouse. The food was edible and the play was a great giggle. ("The Little Shop of Horrors") I couldn't help wonder how they were going to do that plant on stage, but they did a super job of it. Great fun.
Have to get back to my drawing room now. Um ... to draw!