After a few days of organizing, sorting, purging, re-organizing and re-sorting the contents of numerous storage units here in Northern California, I just have one thing to say. For-get that…I’m leaving for Narnia.
We haven’t had any opportunities to visit more interesting venues beyond storage units, the local U-Haul outlet and a couple of groovy Starbucks along the way to the storage units. With winter weather threatening a safe and uneventful return drive to Denver in one piece, I’m anxious about extending our trip to include a visit up the coast to the Pacific Northwest. Color me sad. 🙁 Looks like we’ll have to do that trip once the weather is more temperate. The idea of any more white-knuckle driving through the Sierra and Teton mountains doesn’t hold much allure for this nervous Nellie after surviving the vicious winds and snow of Wyoming. 🙁
So far Sam seems content checking out the neighbor cats from behind the patio door (which incidentally he’s bonked into now 3 times-when will he ever learn?). The grey squirrels residing here command the same insignificant interest as the red ones in Denver and he clearly has continued his resounding loathing for mailmen here as he does in Denver though he nearly knocked one down by leaning heavily against him on our walk the other day. The dog is completely shameless when it comes to garnering attention from passers-by, be they ‘ax-murdering’ mailmen or people just out for a casual stroll. Clearly any and every front porch is Sam’s sole dominion and is worthy of poodle death to all who invade it. Mostly he’s been spending his days California dreamin’ in the sunlight.
Live, love, bark! <3
Sam doesn’t like to chase squirrels? Pierre lives to catch one…or a mailman! I would not want to face those treacherous highways either!
I know! Squirrels or tennis balls, that goofy dog has absolutely no interest. Weird, huh? 😉
I’ve been known to bark at a few mail carriers myself. After the third trek to the box first at 5:00 pm, then 6, then 6:30 and the mail is still not there you think the least they could do is smile when I say hello and show some empathy the they are still out delivering at almost 7:00 pm. But no, just a stone face “here’s your mail” is what I get. So, I’m with Sam on this one 100%!
Bummer, we’re lucky…we have the coolest mail person. She’s a former Army Ranger and knows all her people and their dogs. Sam loves her…once we open the front door. 😉
your over working Sam! you could of just let the rental units and then I could of watched storage wars go in and clean them out. 😉
BOL…now there’s an idea! 🙂
Aw, looks warm and comfy out there! I’m glad you guys are getting some sunshine at least. The sun makes all that work of moving things around from storage units a lot easier than rain or snow!
Yeah there have been a few days that were cold and rainy, so we just ‘organized.’ ღ
It doesn’t sound like the door has knocked any sense into him.
That’s a fact, Jack…er make that Kismet! ღ
I can just see Sam bonking his head on the glass. Poor pup.
Hope the organizing and sorting is going well. I’m getting tired just reading about it.
He just walks right into it. Still can’t get over that lunacy. Today we started loading the pod. Oy, my aching back!
Awesome pic of you my friend. You’re in one of my favorite positions – sleep! Snorts and oinks. XOXO – Bacon
Nothing quite like a nap in a sun spot! ღ
Sam you are so handsome. It’s a big state, CA, to guard. You are not the only poodle, it’s not all on your shoulders. There will always be another squirrel. Now, momma, isn’t it possible to avoid the whole snow issues by staying another Week? On the coast of Calli? Do it for me, the one looking at a hurt foot and rain mixed with snow here in Baltimore.
LeeAnna
It sounds like a good idea but I think we’re all needing the comfort of our own beds, etc. My nephew & his wife are in Baltimore and I’ve seen the pics of loads of snow. Yipes! The older I get, Hawaii sounds far more enticing. P.S. Hope your foot feels better soon. Stay warm! ღ
no worries Sam, my grampy bonked in our brandnew fly-screen door 87 times… till it worked and he mastered the “run-through” hehehehe. Have sweet dreams and catch some sun rays for me too please :o)
Some people must think they are wizards and can walk through glass doors-maybe that’s what is on Sam’s pea brain? BOL
I feel you, Sam. I hate the mailman when he is on the other side of the door (plotting to kill me), but when I meet him in person, I act like he is my best friend. I’m too small to knock him over, but I give him a LOT of kisses.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
It’s amazing how so many pups dislike the mail person till they get their ears scratched. 😉
I know, I’m weird butt – if Sam was at the hospital and was with a male patient and discovered that the person was a retired mailman, would he still be nice to him or try and smother him when no one is looking? :o)
Ha! Sam would definitely smother him with affection in the hospital no matter what! 😉