I went to my brother's house near Atlanta for Thanksgiving this year.
They have a new dog now and it's very cute. Not very bright, I'm afraid but quite cute.
As you can probably tell from these two pictures, the critter is fluffy as a cloud. When she runs after a toy it looks like there's nothing but a pile of fur flouncing across the floor. Funny as can be.
In the second picture, just out of sight up top is the turkey, and there's the dog stretching as far as she can in a not-so-subtle attempt at bird raiding. Silly doggie, turkeys are for humans.
I'm at loose ends for this weekend. Kim has to work so I'm on my own. I need to fix my bed---it sprung a leak two weeks ago and I decided to not fix it until after Thanksgiving since I didn't want to chance a catastrophic water bursting while I was out of town.... however it's been a week since I got back and I'm still sleeping on the sofa. Procrastination is a terrible thing.
But that fix won't take long---though the leak is on a seam, not a flat surface, so the repair isn't a simple one. And after the repair I'll have to figure out a way to keep busy.
Originally I was going to to to a open house event at a local Potter's kiln on Saturday but it's going to be a nasty cold rainy day and I don't feel like driving 40 minutes just to stand around in a cold leaky barn. And on Sunday morning I am signed up to do a hike on the northeast side of Eno River Park (the side furthest from me) but since it's dipping down into the 20s that morning I doubt I'll be wanting to drive an hour across the Triangle.
On the plus side, I might be able to get some pictures of snow on Sunday---a fairly rare event here in early December---but I don't want to deal with black ice so any hike I do will have to be in the afternoon. Back when I lived in upstate NY thoughts like that wouldn't have entered into my mind but I've lived here in the south for more than half my life now. Ice is a bad thing!