The Dog Bowl Part II

I have been trying to dispose of two Papasan chairs for years.  The first attempt was in 2016.    They were already faded but Charlie adored the chairs.  I thought about getting new cushions from Pier One but they went out of business during the pandemic and I was out of options.  

In preparation for our move, we packed many items and moved them to our storage unit in town.  This included the two Papasan chairs.  The Englishboy listed them for sale and someone was interested in the chairs but never came to buy them.  I was at work when my mother and sister emptied the storage unit months later.  I arrived at my new house to see the chairs displayed on my back porch.  I told my mother to donate them to the Goodwill as soon as possible.  But then Abby started sleeping in the chairs.  She curled up during the day for naps in the sunshine and she was there at night on guard outside my bedroom door.  

Me: 0 Papasan Chairs: 2 for the win.

Neighborhood Watch

 My sister and I made a trip to my old house to pack more boxes.  We parked our cars side-by-side with the trunks open to make it easier to carry the bulky packages from the house.  As we stood in the driveway, I noticed the fluffy, white Bichon Frise from three doors down sniffing the grass near my mailbox.  I pointed the dog out to my sister.  It was then that I noticed two bare legs from behind the privacy row of cedar trees on the property border…near the mailbox.  There was also four furry legs visible from the green branches.  

Suddenly a Labradoodle was tossed from the tree line and into the corner of my yard.  The dog landed with all four legs stretched widely on the grass and a surprised look on his face.  I pointed out the Labradoodle from three doors down as the legs, attached to the neighbor, raced into my yard to catch the dog.  He was holding a leash and yelled “Don’t worry!  He’s friendly!”  I called back that I knew he was friendly because he had made many trips to my yard.  The Labradoodle looked confused as the man clipped the leash to the dog he had just tossed and pretended to struggle and pull him back to his yard.

It’s great to have an effective neighborhood watch where we all look out for each other.  I made a mental note to keep an eye on this particular neighbor from three doors down.  We can have an official “Watch Party” and I can work on Keeping up with the Neighbor.