Huckleberries and Blueberries...

Hi G-Fans!

Well, we had a pretty interesting day.

We had unauthorized visitors.

We had enthusiastic conversational exchanges with a variety of folks.

We picked blueberries and huckleberries.

It has been busy!

The concierge has been busy too.

She came home with colorful flowers after her usual Sunday morning departure.

Then, she left with the unauthorized visitor and the helper, IN OUR ROYAL MOBILE, and returned only with the helper and smelling like lobster and her kind of ice cream and cone!

I think we may be headed towards an intervention in the near future.....!

So, we walked the clear pond walk and did some blueberrying and huckleberry picking along the way.

The concierge and Harry's concierge appreciated Raphael's and Harry's input as they were very engaged in the hunting process.  I enjoyed the picking process, as did Harry and Rapahel.  Bertie wanted to get to the water and Tessa didn't seem to mind either way.

Now, on the way there we did a pretty good job keeping ourselves out of trouble.

But, we have a hard time containing ourselves, and once we saw that lady walking in our woods.  All bets were off.  That was it.  We had to tell everyone, very loudly, all the things on our minds.  The concierge says it is intimidating and embarrassing when we act like that.  I say, can't a person be sociable?  Why, the concierge was telling us about a very friendly driver they encountered on the way home from getting us our food.  She said they were "kissing the bumper" which sounds a little too friendly for a first human encounter in my opinion, but whatever.  And then, after the concierge did a "fake" portrait of that person, they appreciated it so much that they gave Harry's concierge a bird for her trouble!  I would like to know what they did with that bird, because I did not smell any feathers or see any activity of such a creature.....

Oh, and the concierge, helper and Harry's concierge went out late last night to eat their kibble and couldn't stop talking about the waitress.  As far as I could tell, the waitress had social skills people could learn from, and somehow it made the concierge nervous..... something about skits and mania.... a play perhaps?  A play about a restaurant?   I can't figure why that would make the concierge nervous, but apparently there was something about bug eyes, and inebriated behavior and street duds.... I don't know.  I guess you should ask her.  She shrieks with laughter (in a scary sort of way) when she recounts the experience......

Anyway,

May you find activities that engage you wholeheartedly and you get some vittles out of it too!

TTFN!

-G

Me, Harry and his concierge picking away....

Another good spot for picking..... mmmm!