KG Reports: Holy Cow! It’s Coming up on a Year!

While I know my sense of timing is off a little, I am a creature of habit and I do believe that Ellin and I have gotten into a regular grove that’s been going on for about 12 months or so. So I think that’s about 1/7th of a year in people lives. Give or take a woof.

By now we’ve gotten ourselves into such a great drill every morning: Alarm goes off at 7:00am. Ellin resets it to 7:20 90% of the time. Why? No clue. She gets up to run into the shower and I get my butt off the bed and plop down¬† in front of the door, just in case she needs me to pass her the soap or scrub her back. Funny, but she never asks me to do either of those things. What on earth does she think I’m waiting there for? For Dogs Illustrated to come and take my cover photo? Jeesh! While she’s dressing and getting ready for work, I move on into her office just in case I need to answer one of the many fan letters I get when I write this blog. Of course, I strategically position myself in just the right place for her to trip over me, every day, as she’s running around getting ready. You’d think she’s notice me laying there!!¬† Anyway, after she’s dressed she goes into the kitchen and sits down to eat her breakfast. I then place myself on the couch with my head resting on my crossed paws so that I can gaze lovingly at Ellin while she eats her breakfast of yogurt, fresh fruit, and granola and make sure I don’t need to run and do the Heimlich. Not quite sure how I’d do it. Probably I’d have to wait until she stands up, get a running star,t and leap with all 4 paws aimed precisely at her lower back. This, in turn, would cause her to yelp in surprise while she bends of the table to keep herself from falling down. The table would then push her from the front while I’m pounding her from the back. No problem to dislodge the raisin or date or whateverthehell it is that made her choke. And they think I’m dumb!

Right. Where was I? Yup. Almost 1/7th of a year here.

So last week, we take another trip to see JillfromJerusalem. This time, we bring LaimafromLithuania¬† with us. Laima is a friend of mine from Fairfield (OK. She’s a friend of Ellin’s, as well), and she came to stay with us for a week while she was trying to waste some time before her wedding next week in America. Makes sense, right? Yup. Works for me, too. So, LaimafromLithuania comes to us after a trip to visit her MomfromLithuania. She and Ellin had lots of fun running around (with me as the guide, of course). Probably the best was going with JillandLaima to Jerusalem to see the light show! Oh! I must tell you. It was magic. Better than any dream where I fall into a vat of brand new, yellow squeaky balls that have been dipped in peanut butter. I know! Hard to believe, right? But this was great, too.

They had flying fish that changed color, a magic tree on Damascus Gate, watering cans held by invisible ghosts, a glowing geodesic dome that had light-sensitive flowers stuck on it placed deep with in a cave under the Old City, and a few other things as well. We walked all night in the crowds of people looking at how the Old City was transformed into a magic show. Man! I loved it. The only thing missing was a giant, neon dog biscuit and some red neon hydrants strategically placed along the narrow alleyways of the shuk. Maybe I’ll write a letter to the lightshowcommittee and suggest it. Here are some photos I surreptitiously took (I am such a NinjaPoodle!!!).

Zedekiah's massive cave/quarry, lit up with all different colors in the recesses.

Zedekiah’s massive cave/quarry, lit up with all different colors in the recesses.

"The Globe." Place you hand near the flowers and the light from inside finds your hand, and the petals of the photo-sensitive flowers close up.

“The Globe.” Place you hand near the flowers and the light from inside finds your hand, and the petals of the photo-sensitive flowers close up.

Each night a different tree was shows against the backdrop of Damascus Gate.

Each night a different tree was shows against the backdrop of Damascus Gate.

Flying Fish. These three behemoths flew effortlessly in the air, high above the walls of the Old City. They changed from red to blue to beige. If I were a cat, I would have been out of my mind.

Flying Fish. These three behemoths flew effortlessly in the air, high above the walls of the Old City. They changed from red to blue to beige. If I were a cat, I would have been out of my mind.

Ghostly watering cans. Each night, the ghosts come out to water the plants along the gates of the Old City.

Ghostly watering cans. Each night, the ghosts come out to water the plants along the gates of the Old City.

The word "or" (light) was shown in Hebrew, Arabic, and English against the walls here. They moved larger and smaller, resembling everything from a suit of mail for a knight to a naughty child's homework scribbled countless times on a blackboard.

The word “or” (light) was shown in Hebrew, Arabic, and English against the walls here. They moved larger and smaller, resembling everything from a suit of mail for a knight to a naughty child’s homework scribbled countless times on a blackboard.

 

Now things are back to normal. Ellin’s getting ready to go back to the US to see family. She thinks I don’t know, but whenever she starts doing loads and loads of laundry, I know something is up! I have a feeling I’m staying with Shelley, the assistant at the Vet’s office. Don’t tell Ellin but I don’t mind at all. The idea of being in another crate for 14 hours is not for me. I’m an old dog, man! My 11th birthday is coming up soon!!! And besides, Shelley is some looker!!!! I really have the hots for her, even if Alana Fodeman does think I’m gay!

Oh No! Here she comes! Damn! I never get much time to opine my canine inner feelings via this blog. I’ll just have to try to sneak another one in.

So for now, KG signing off!

 

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