In this case, it really does mean Thank Goodness Its Friday! Mom is worn out, and having to move her office and trying to get ready to perform on St Patrick's day, she hasn't had enough time to really help me blog. She did take me out today to see the little girls, who I had been watching all day through the window play in the round-ended street. We went out, and Mom had a glass of wine with her. I was watching the girls play with a tennis ball, every so often it came over to me and I got to bat it around. They were really nice. Then, it flew over and bounced by me, so I lunged for it to run after it, and yanked mom's hand that was holding her wine AND my leash! The wine went flying everywhere, then I got to smell it all over the street! It was pretty neat. Mom didn't think so..... Then I took Mom for a walk all around the street, almost to the end. And guess what? I found a bee crawling along the street, not even flying! I kept jumping on it, finally Mom stepped on it. Darn! Said hi to the ferals, then we went back in. It was a lovely day.
So I'm still trying to figure out what all this stuff is in the front room. Mom was too tired to try to use it. She said she wants to play her fiddle through it. I don't understand how she can get her fiddle through those little cords, let alone play it! Mom and Dad said its just going to be set up through Saturday, then they are going to take it all down to the pub. But they aren't taking me! Darn again!
