Memorial Day - For The Birds

Back to the Show…

By Ry M. Sal on June 01, 2010 12:53 PM | 3 Comments

Our Memorial Day weekend started last Wednesday with the arrival of hot weather.

And then, after my Sister-in-Law arrived safely on Friday,
diets and good behavior were thrown out the window.

Daily recoveries took place beach-side where children ran naked into freezing blue waters.
Wine was drunk. Insane concoctions of Italian cookeries were created…

Mass quantities of cheese, consumed even by those of us that have been
off of it for months.
Parades were attended. Swings were swung.
Grilling. Playing outside.

Allegiance was paid. Water. Bathing Suits. More wine. Cheese. Repeat.
How was your weekend?

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By Ry M. Sal on October 04, 2009 7:46 AM | 1 Comment

It is really hard for me to believe that this pup is 10&1/2 years old. He’s been through quite a bit. Numerous injured paws–he once even caught a stick in the fashion of a sword swallow and had to have stitches down the back of his tongue. He was a mess, but he woke up the next morning raring to go. Two years ago he landed in an odd way after a catch, injuring his back left leg. We thought his days of serious play were over, but he modified the way he holds his leg and acts like nothing ever happened.

He’s completely stretched out on our couch right now–not wanting to move until the rest of the house wakes up. Bluer than the bluest calm, bluer than the bluest swoon and bluer than the bluest breeze. The Bluedog.