There are close to 340 comments under the previous post as I type this, many of them enthusiastic reactions to the Best Little Trailer’s makeover, as well as personal plans and updates of readers of this blog.
Tuesday, March 8
Bridget, Reggie, and I motor into Buckeye to do laundry. Along with clothes and towels, I have the curtains from the Best Little Trailer and her two runner rugs to wash.
I take the crew on the walk-about they’ve come to expect during laundromat visits.
When the curtains and rugs are done washing, I fold them up damp and put them into the Perfect Tow Vehicle with the crew. Once the rest of the laundry is dried, folded, and packed into the PTV, we head over to Wal-Mart for a few fresh items to add to the larder.
The weather today is pleasantly cool.
I put the curtains back on the rods. Bright and fresh to go with the new bedding. Outside I spread the rugs out on the mat to finish drying.
“It’s so nice out. I bet you two would like a mid-day walk.”
Watching Bridget and Reggie trotting alongside each other, a glimpse of a similar scene comes to mind.
I recall Spike and Bridget, side by side.
A chubby hiney and a skinny hiney, a long tail and a short tail. We’d walk along like this, at a fairly brisk pace, and Bridget would swerve over and plant a kiss on Spike’s cheek. My original crew . . . *sigh* . . . .
At that moment Bridget swerves over and plants a kiss on Reggie’s cheek!
Oh, it’s too nice a day for crying. I smile at my sweet crew, thankful.
Reggie, like Spike, doesn’t react to the kiss — except, again just like Spike, there’s a new lightness to his step.
“Okay, at the top of this little hill, we go back. I need some lunch.”
I’m inside the BLT, sitting at the computer table with my chair facing the back window. I resume replying to the many comments under the previous post.
What a great bunch of blogorinos!
Bridget is comfortably ensconced in soft pillows and puffy comforter, settled in for a delicious, afternoon nap.
While typing away at my laptop, a strong wind begins to blow.
The ceiling vent rattles and the fresh curtains billow.
What is that out there? Oh, it’s the laundry basket I left outside . . . . Ha! There it goes!
I wait until Bridget and Reggie stir from their naps before going out to take the photo above and to collect the basket and also the rugs that have dried. The crew comes outside, too, for after-nap potty break.
Gosh, there’s something exquisitely fine about standing in a peaceful place like this — no people around — a panoramic view — a cool wind blowing.
“All done, cuties?”
Bridget and Reggie stand at the door.
“In you go! It’s kibble time and I have more replies to write!”
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