Does this bed make me look fat?

Guess Who's Coming To Dinner

I have no idea where this came from, but it landed in my inbox and I thought it was hilarious.

Hot Tub "Walkies"

Peter and I often go into the hot tub, especially on weekends (and if the weather is good) and then let out a
"pod" of dogs.  They entertain us. They go "wild" at first running around, up and down the hill - chasing cats and sniffing out glorious spots.  They find sticks to chew and  tresspassers paw prints to sniff.  They eat berries off the bushes.  And every so often they steal my shoes...so, far none have stolen my towel.  Anyway, it is so wonderful to sit in the hot tub and watch the dogs having so much fun running around - a totally lazy and luxiourious way to exercise the dogs.  Sorry, no pictures - too afraid I would drop the camera in the water.

Ophie and the Surprise Weekend

This past weekend Ophie went to live with her new family, Sheryl and Barry Feller (who live near Winnipeg).  I've known Sheryl and Barry for many years as they got a berner from very first litter (Basil) - and now have Blubebear Bernese.  

We arranged to meet in Yorkton, as my neice Jenny is nursing up in Swan River, MB and she had a couple of days off so we would have an overnight visit in the big city of Yorkton.  Well, I had a brainstorm (hee hee).  I phoned my sister, Darlene and suggested she fly out to Saskatoon and we'd surprise Jenny in Yorkton.  She thought that was a great idea and booked her flight.

Thursday rolls around and I pick up Darlene at the airport.  I've been in contact with Jenny and she is none the wiser that her mother will be there.  Darlene and I are both very excited and scheming on how this "surprise" should go down.  Should we check into the room and wait for Jenny to knock on the door?  Or should I be in the room with Jenny and have her mom knock on the door?  Or maybe go into a restaurant and have her mom come up and say hi.  All sorts of scenarios are going through our heads.  Jenny decides to drive to Yorkton on Thursday night, so now the element of surprise is a bit different.

The drive on Friday was good - the highways were very wet so I used lots of "squirt" but at least the roads were not icy. It was a bit foggy so we didn't see much in the way of landscape. We arrive around 1 pm and decided to meet Jenny at the Boston Pizza. We get into a booth and wait for her to come in. I see her approach and stand up and she comes up to hug me. She still has not seen her mother - and then I point to her mom and the look on her face was priceless! (see photos).

The Fellers arrive around 5 pm and Ophie greets them with enthusiasm. We went out for a wonderful dinner at the York Steak House (I highly recommend it) and then spent the evening watching the Olympic Opening Ceremonies...what a comedy.

And now we down to 5 berners.  The house seems very empty now.

Bag Inspection - Another Twist

I am walking up and I have briefcase with me.  Nothing else (this is certainly carry-on). I have no liquids, no make-up, my only electronic devices are my solar powered calaculator and my cell phone.

"M'amme - we have to inspect your bag."  OK.  I let them inspect my briefcase (which is festooned with doggies stickers) - they note the lovely doggy stickers.

I am now allowed to proceed.

What am I doing?  I am a  merchandising rep.  and today I've been assigned to check out a certain bra line in a department store.  The store name ryhmes with some one who might keep wine in cellars.Yeah never know where terror might strike - I guess it's best to be careful.

Dylan

Dyl The Thrill.  What a beautiful ride it has been. Thank you Wanda and Eric for this incredible boy. He brought us so much joy.  My sweet Dyl Pickle Boy. 

Please click on link to see Dylan's Tribute
http://bernese.sasktelwebhosting.com/dylan_tribute.htm