Now, can you guess what this is a picture of? I took this a few days ago when stopped at the stoplight. Just an interesting viewpoint of American life. This telephone pole has probably seen hundreds and hundreds of sketches on neighborhood living. Yard sale notices, family parties directions, cars for sale, lost and found animals... I didn't think that I'd have to make acquaintances with the telephone poles this trip, BUT...
This is how WE used the telephone pole today...
Kiana and Leiya and I went walking this morning and two big dogs crossed over a main street to befriend us. At first we thought they were another walker's dogs but he said no. You remember that I panic at stray animals but they were not about to leave our sides except to run out in the street. After about 20 minutes of panicking we called Marcy (at 6:30 in the morning) to come and rescue us. I mean we weren't afraid of the dogs but I didn't want them following us to the main street.
In the end we piled them into the car with us and took them to the vet but no micro chips. We've called the Animal Shelter etc. and put up signs but no response. And we locked the dogs in the backyard but they escaped twice. We fenced them into our neighbor's yard with a sturdier fence (with permission) but they have escaped that area too, so now they are on the loose again. I hope they find their way home... Well, we tried, although we really didn't need to have a dog owner search going on with all the concerns with Grandma. Wish I could have reported a happier ending to this tale.
My mother is more and more "feeble" (taught that word to Leiya yesterday.) We took her back to the doctor and he is so great. He talked about "quality of life", "keeping her comfortable and happy" all sorts of things I really didn't want to think about. He said he had just been through similar situations with his father and as we left he chucked my mother under her chin and said,
"You're one of my oldest patients. Going on 15 years I think. Smile for me?"
Sort of made me teary eyed.
On the bright side, I finished piecing a Wicked Easy baby quilt for one of my church friends. I think I'll take the flimsy back to Japan and sandwich it in Japan. And Marcy has started on her own baby quilt for one of her friends so the sewing machine is busy! I thought I'd broken it and had to get my brother to come take it apart to fix it but he determined I'd just set it accidentally on bobbin wind.
I hope we can get more sewing in today!