I don’t even want to know how long it’s been since my last post. So much for posting every Sunday. Even worse, these photos are about a month old. You’ll have to wait until next time to find out what Moses looks like nowadays. So here’s a flashback to my final week in the PNW, hangin’ out at Mar and Liza’s beautiful farmstead. Coincidentally, Marianne was dogsitting a loveably grumpy old heeler named Sketch while we were there. Moses followed him around like a shadow. Sketch acted annoyed but I think he secretly liked the attention.
One fine day we took a canoe across the pond into Joseph’s new field to harvest some greens. Here’s Liza and the pup wading through some muck.
Back at the house, tired of chasing Sketch around, Mose caught some ZZZs on the appropriate couch.
And on the road, in his favorite spot in the truck, catching a few more. He spent much of the weeklong trip here, on top of a big pile of stuff, with his head hanging over the passenger seat or resting on my shoulder. He was an amazing and mellow traveling companion.
I pulled off the highway in Mitchell, South Dakota. Partly I wanted to see the Corn Palace and partly I wanted to eat lunch and let Mosey run around a bit. We didn’t find the Corn Palace, but we did find this surreal sort of corn shrine/renegade art installation in the middle of a field behind a hotel overlooking the I-90. There was nothing explaining who put it there or why. Just a wooden plank covered with golden corn kernels and five plastic pigeons ostensibly pecking away. There was also a small brush pile with more pigeons perched on branches. Mosey was as intrigued as I was, but perhaps for different reasons.
After what seemed like an eternity, we made it out of South Dakota, crossed some other states and eventually reached Rhode Island. Check back soon for an update on East Coast Puppy Times…