We had planned the trip for when we could get care for the dogs but at the last minute Paul's daughter was unable to care for them. No room in the inn at any of the dog boarding kennels or the vet so we finally had to ask a sweet neighbor. Since we are new in the neighborhood we hate to impose on new friends but it couldn't be helped.
Rosie (my cat) is quite self-sufficient and prefers to be left on her own with food, water, and litter boxes. No visitors, please! The dogs, however, need people, so Malcolm it was.
Bob the border collie,
Tybee the Chow/German shepherd mix.
Tybee was 18 1/2 years old but healthy and happy except for arthritis in his back and back legs. So it was a shock when we got a call that he suddenly passed away with his big old head on Malcolm's lap Thursday afternoon.
We got up very early Friday morning to get on the road for the 9 1/2 hour drive home to take care of Tybee. Maybe an hour into the trip The Writer received a phone call. His nephew was killed in Korea in a tragic accident! He was 34 years old and left behind a wife and two very young sons. This young man was a Peace Corps worker in Africa, now teaching English in Korea. Why, why, why ...
Photos from the Beach -- Art by Mother Nature
So, how was your week? I'll be around soon for a visit to your blog.