After wanting a doggo for a long time, we finally took the plunge this week and brought home Charlie from the Garland County Humane Society on Wednesday. He’s small — a 8.5 pound Chihuahua-terrier mix — and around four to five years old. He’s settling in just fine and we are loving having him in the house. He hasn’t met Flavia yet — we’ve been keeping them separate for now. Fingers crossed they’ll be OK together! Charlie is pretty chill. He’s been enjoying going for walks, sitting on the balcony, and just chilling:
Last Sunday, I went to David and Alison’s for dinner in their gazebo with PeeWee and Rebecca B – nice! John was in Little Rock with his brother Phillip on a nostalgia tour, looking at their old schools, houses, church, cemeteries, etc. It sounds like they had a great time and I’m glad they had time together.
Kelly Hight came for dinner on Tuesday. John grilled up some delicious Weldon’s steaks and we enjoyed catching up with her.
It’s been a rainy week. I’ve worked in a few yoga classes, and had coffee afterward one day with a new woman in class, Becky. We’ve spent a lot of time at home getting Charlie used to his new digs, with occasional runs to the grocery store, etc. I think we’re both still de-stressing and we’re enjoying the downtime.
I finished reading “A Wilder Shore,” by Camille Peri, a biography of Robert Louis Stevenson and his remarkable wife Fanny. We finished watching “Dept Q,” which we enjoyed, and are now into a British show called “Line of Duty.”