Am currently sat in the dining room at Bill’s parent’s house in Milledgeville where Bill is concentrating hard to make a super duper paper aeroplane, Don is studying the cartoon pages of his newspaper and Fran is sat watching Bill being industrious. The dogs are flaked out on the floor, Quince at Bill’s feet and Gingernuts on the colder kitchen lino.
Gingernuts got into a bit of a scrape yesterday and I’m a little worried about him. We took the dogs over to Richard’s (our best man) house so they could play with his four mutts while he helped Bill to reformat our PC and play computer games. Genghis played really well and we were very pleased with his behaviour, even though he took a great fancy to Puck and pestered the poor dog the entire time.
However, just as we were preparing to leave, Genghis was put into the fenced back yard and all of a sudden both Richard and Leigh were out there trying to catch him as he raced along the fence line. Once they had him cornered they were attempting to prise something small, grey and alive from between his jaws. At first I was really horrified as I thought it was their little grey cat but as I got closer it was evidently an injured squirrel. Still horrifying of course, but a good sight better than going around to a friend’s house and killing their pet!
By the time I reached the situation Leigh’s legs were smeared with blood and she was trying to control a rather distressed Genghis while Richard had managed to free the squirrel.
Another of their dogs, Hunter (who looks very much like Laina from up the road), had apparently been sat on the poor squirrel, possibly one of the cats had given it to him, and Genghis had then jumped in and snatched it by its back legs. Upon which the squirrel turned around and attached itself to Gingernuts’ nose and took a chunk out of it. I’m glad Gingernuts is up to date on his rabies jabs, but still a little concerned about him.
Heh, Bill’s just stolen the cartoon pages from his Dad, who is now happily studying Dreamland.
Uhm, other news from the past week:
We have Lingo! The splitter arrived to allow us to use VoIP and I can now call the UK whenever I want (as long as the Brits aren’t asleep of course!). The monthly charge is about half the line rental of our existing phone and I’ve already spent a good Friday morning nattering away to Nicky, Mummy and Daddy. Calls to Australia are cheap too and once I’d managed to get hold of Simon due to the time difference I had no worries about being on the phone for too long. My 25 minute conversation was a very reasonable 65c. Hoorah!
Poor Nicky lost her dog Betty this week and the last I heard she’s still not been found. I hope that she gets some good news soon and that her little doglet turns up safe and sound.
On Monday we went to watch the Braves play the San Francisco Giants at Turner Field courtesy of BrightHouse, It was a good game and I had fun but the weather was sweltering and we had no shade. Everyone loved us because we were sensible and had brought along a big bottle of high factor sun lotion. I managed to deal with the heat for most of the time but we ended up leaving before the baseball finished when my skin started to break out in little blisters! Unfortunately this meant we missed the very exciting end where the Braves came back to win, but we did get to see it from the comfort of our sofa.
*some hours later*
Back home again now. Air conditioning wasn’t working too well in the truck so we’re both very hot and bothered, as are the dogs.
Reptiles and squirrels are not carriers of rabies. Yay!