As the journey West continues for the Weekndr family, our dog Ringo yesterday was introduced to his toddler cousin, Daisy. As expected, they hit it off swimmingly from the start. In the eight years we’ve known him, Ringo tends to prefer girl dogs and small dogs. So with Daisy, it was love at first sight.
P.S. The people cousins are having as much fun as the dogs.
It’s hard to believe your life can fit into a box until you stuff it all inside of one. The Weekndr family this week stuffs its life into about 8 ft by 16 ft of box postmarked for Pasadena. A sunny break to the New England winter has made packing go easy but it ain’t over til the POD leaves the driveway…
Ringo, the dog, came to us from the San Francisco Humane Society where he was three-weeks into his sentence. His previous owners abandoned him with a bad rap sheet, detailing a long list of warnings to potential owners: “Bites, not house trained, runs away” and so on.
At a lean 27 lbs. and full of life, we saw another dog entirely in Ringo. He was cute, loyal, and promised to be a good companion, which he has turned out to be in every way. We adopted him on the spot and jumped in a cab back to our apartment to introduce him to his new Good Life.
Seven years later (that’s nearly a half century in dog years) Ringo hasn’t lived up to his bad record one bit. He has traveled the country with us by air and automobile sniffy his way through life and eating everything in his path. And he’s been a good companion despite his bad dog breath.
Ringo will travel again this month. We’re not exactly sure where. We’ll be reading John Steinbeck’s Travels with Charley, thanks to a recent recommendation, and taking pictures. Wish us luck.