The Long and Windin' Road

Good Evenin'

And, a pretty day; no wind and sun-shine! Only made thirty degrees, but after last night it felt like summer!

And, the Wedo Dog, made the last leg of his journey, Tularosa to Lindrith; actually Grateful, a suburb of Lindrith. Three different rides, with shopping in the middle! The boys racked out in the corner; puppy treats, care of a fan from the north, one scoop a kibble and, a course, everybody gets a few tablespoons of rice and beans.

Run off with the last few watts a daylight, meet my goatherd friend at the firestation and received the pup. Can't really tell what the boy looks like yet, where we don't have but one tiny lightbulb, but he's smaller than what I figured. And, somehow that's perfect; both, me and Hutzpah, gotta make room for someone different and unique, no matter how much we tried, or figured, find another Stinko. "Ain't no hidin' place, from the Father of Creation!"; seems Creator loves the curve ball, where it always keeps us a little off balance and knowin', "ya, I'm like ta need a little help!".

Anyway, so far, so good; one wee little snap from the boy, likely Hutzpah, testin' the water, see if he'd roll over, but that's healthy. And, I'm ready for bed, myself; option the pups already embraced and we'll see how we all make out, in the bright, cold, but bright, light a day.

Have a nice night!

Best,


jeune