Happy Thanksgiving everyone, my Dear Readers!
Grandma says a Podengo is like a child. When a Podengo doesn’t make noise, you better go check and see what he’s up to. I told Grandma we better return to this blog to let you know what we’re up to. We just got wifi, so Thanksgiving Day is a perfect time to re-enter my world of expeditions and excitement.
Grandma and I made a 58 day adventure-across-the-country trip.
We left the farm in July and returned to Oregon late September. It was a whirlwind of a trip- no kidding! We arrived in Louisiana the day before Hurricane Laura hit. My first hurricane. I heard Grandma muttering throughout the day, “THIS is why I don’t live down here!”
“Because there’s a huwwicane outside!”
Grandma got to do some things I could not simply because of NO DOGS ALLOWED. They just didn’t understand how special I am, but that’s okay. Grandma soaked in hot springs. She visited the home of a famous author. We met some cool people- a motel operator in Nebraska who knew a mutual friend of Grandma’s. In Wyoming, we stayed up late talking to a retired nurse and another native-style flute player from San Diego. We visited a Medicine Wheel twice (coming and going). I fell in love and Grandma caught me in a motel room with a girl dog. I got a good lecture on that one.
The main reason I haven’t posted is that we didn’t have wifi. I offered to use my ears as antennae to channel the radio waves, but Grandma didn’t think that was a good idea.
“You won’t sit still long enough…” she explained.
“Grandma, I want to write a book! I have so many stories to tell!” I told her as we were traveling.
“Petey, that’s a great idea. But we’ve been hopping around so much- we’ll have to be planted somewhere to get that done.”
“Can’t we do it while camping?”
“Not a good idea, Buddy. We need electricity, the internet. And I need to relax so I can focus on your project.”
“We need a house!”
“Exactly!”
Just then, friends from Montana called us. The smoke in Oregon was really bad, and they wanted us to visit them until it cleared. Grandma called Oregon friends and they all said, “Do not come home right now!”
While in Montana, Grandma checked around and found us a house. We dashed back to Oregon, picked up some things, and now we’re on a Writing Retreat in Montana to get some projects done. We’ll return to Oregon when the COVID rules are lifted.
I’m thankful for our friends who have let us stay with them.
I’m thankful for a fun vacation and the cool dogs we met on the trip (and people!) I’m thankful that big winds and smoky skies don’t get us down. I’m thankful Grandma has a great sense of humor as she puts up with me.
And I’m thankful for my Petey Podengo Pals, my friends who keep in touch. God has blessed Grandma and me in so many ways!
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. Time for my turkey dinner!
Goodness, Petey, almost thought you must have gotten lost, we hadn’t heard from you in so long. Glad you are back amongst the encouraging writers. Always enjoy hearing what you have to say.