yesterday

[mrlich]

I had the good fortune to lend a hand to driveforlife by riding shotgun for kar0na while she drove a pair of dogs on the last leg of their journey. We took them from Allentown to The Eleventh Hour Rescue. We picked up "Benny" and "Brando" from a nice woman (who's name eludes me at the moment - though I am certain kar0na will remember) and ventured out.

What a pair of charmers they both were. Brando sat quietly behind kar0na for almost the entire ride - simply looking at me with super intelligent eyes whenever I looked at / talked to him. He was quiet and polite (if I may go so far). Whoever selects him for adoption will be one lucky person / family.

 Benny? He was a lady killer. Every woman he came across (both human and canine alike) took an immediate liking to him.  Hell, I kinda liked the little bugger myself. Just a little though. *cough* He stood in the back seat for nearly the entire ride so that he could rest his head on my shoulder, lick my face, then repeat the process. Soulful brown eyes and a certain 'smile' make this guy nothing but lovable!

I would highly recommend to anyone who has the time and space contact The Eleventh Hour Rescue and talk to them about adding one of these boys to their home. I know I would.

After dropping the boys off, kar0na and I went to a quaint little bar (again names elude me) and grabbed a bite to eat. The food was great in general and the home made pickles were to die for.

After grub we headed home and I headed out on the road to a customer's place to replace a coffee machine that had gone down. It never fails. It seems almost like there's some kind of cosmic Fate that waits until 1. it's the weekend 2. it's not my weekend to be 'on call' and 3. the person who's weekend it is can't get to the customer.

Oh well. Thank god for overtime pay!

Stay tuned true believers.

Comments

[mrlich.livejournal.com]

definately! hell - I'm tempted to go back to that bar just for some more pickles!