Every year, my father and his wife, Nancy, trek from
to Florida and back. Heading north in late Spring and heading south in mid Fall. Michigan
And every year, their journey takes a lateral, sometimes northeaster, direction. This year was no exception. After a stop in
, they stopped in Zanesville, OH , then here in Indianapolis, IN St. Louis, MO.
So, where are the greyhounds? Slight background, but they are coming.
The exception this year was the lack of my dad’s best buddy Schemie and my Ber. This time, he and Nancy would meet DeeDee and Craigie D for the first time.
For me, it didn’t matter if they didn’t think they were the best. To me, they are the new Best. But I didn’t doubt for a second that mine would not win them over. I think mine would win over a stone wall. I am not remotely biased. Being analytical and logical (I am an analyst), mine can win over inanimate objects.
Ok, so biased… Nothing remotely analytical there. A mommy’s pride.
Dad? Compared to Schemie, it’s hard to beat that high standard. But again, Dad’s only exposure to a greyhound was my sweet
. Precious traumatized, timid and shy Berry . And he told me he had reservations the whole way over here. 2 more sad Berry ? Berrys
Not this time. Dad said he likes my dogs (well, of course!). They are not like
. Just regular greyhounds. Two happy little kids who would follow them, especially Nancy. Dad and Nancy didn’t get to see the ultimate race, as I call that crazed exercise that rips up my yard, but did see tossing of squeaky stuffies from Craigie and Dee curling up with her Grandpa on the couch. I love it. Berry
Yeah, mine can win over a stone wall…
(There are no pictures to share. This year.)
The weekend ended early and sadly.
’s father passed away during the night, so they, understandably, needed to leave. Nancy
My heartfelt sympathy to Nancy and her entire family. And thank you. For sharing a brief visit with me and my new kids. Love you, Daddy. Love you, Nancy.