Friday Night Fun

Hey It’s Jet Here.

After a wacky week, tonight’s constitutional felt like a breath of fresh air.  Mom called Mary Ann to see if she and Dixie could join us.  We happily waited on their stoop for about 10 minutes until they finished dinner.  Miss Stephanie and Cody turned the corner just about the time we readied ourselves to go to the right, not my favorite evening direction.  Cody showed off his spiffy haircut, prancing with head held high.  We dropped Miss Stephanie and Cody off halfway around our oval route and continued towards our house.

We saw two women caring for Nate, Lola’s little human brother.  He made smiley faces, giggle noises and woof noises for a few minutes.  He wanted to touch us.  Mom recommended using his feet, as she used to in the hospital when babies wanted to touch Koko.  The ladies politely said no.

About 5 houses down, we saw Miss Beverly and Neve headed our way.  Miss Beverly, Miss Mary Ann and Mom chatted as JJ, Dixie and I visited with Neve, commenting on her snazzy haircut.  We looped around our short block and tolerated the Moms chatting while we sat down in the middle of the street in front of our house.

In the final moments of twighlight, we saw the front lights of a car slowly approaching.  Neve could barely hold herself in a sitting position.  Mom asked Miss Beverly if she thought Giovanni could be the driver.  Her smile answered the question while she began to unharness Neve.  The car stopped, the door opened and Neve flew down the length of our front yard like she was going for the game winning pass down the field.  We heard the dulcet tones of Giovanni speaking to her in Italian.

Of course, Giovanni came over to properly greet JJ, Dixie, and me in Italian too, asking if we were enjoying time with our friends.  (Miss Beverly translated.)  He almost forgot to greet Miss Beverly!  Giovanni permitted Neve to join him in the car for the 2 house ride.  While the ladies concluded their conversations, Mom noticed that Dixie, JJ and I all assumed the same angle sitting position facing Giovanni’s front door where he was disembarking.  Wishing they had more light to snap a photo, the women chuckled that Giovanni has magical powers that make all of us K9s forget our Moms!

Another great day in the neighborhood.

Thanks to Confessions of the Plume, Life With Dogs and Two Cavaliers for hosting the Saturday Pet Blog Hop. 

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17 thoughts on “Friday Night Fun

  1. Hey Jet,,,Whassup ! You really made that walk sound like one that might take place in a place like Mayberry, where Andy Taylor was the sheriff. Do you live in a small town ?
    We live in a bigger city where people don’t get to know their neighbors all that well.

    • Hey Joke Puppy, Jet here. We live in this place called the ‘burbs. Because Mom has walked the same routes for so long and the turnover in our area is quite low, we’ve met lots of other K9s over the years. Mom never knew her neighbors that well for the 11 years before Koko… She broke the ice a bit when she strolled my human sister, Rachel, around the area 17 years ago!

      By the way, Joke puppy, we try to leave you comments, but, your comment system does not permit. We do read your blog and appreciate your efforts. 🙂

    • Hey Sage, Jet here. Do you think so, Do you think so? How fun would that be. I could bark grazie and ask for penne and other delicious Italian treats… ooohhh great thinking Sage. 🙂

  2. Sounds like you had an awesome walk! My dogs love to take walks…or should I say, they love to pull me around the block! They need some work 🙂

    Have a great weekend!

    • Hey it’s Jet here. Hi Miss Melissa. We did… I confess Miss Melissa, I may pull a time or two, when something catches my full attention. Otherwise I trot happily with my pack. I guess we all need some improvements! 🙂

      Have a great weekend, too.

  3. Sounds like you had an awesome walk! My dogs love to take walks . . . or better yet, they love to pull me around the block! They need some work 🙂 Tee hee 🙂

    Have a great weekend!

    • Hey it’s Jet here. This is sooo weird. Mom wrote you back for me 2 days ago, guess it didn’t work. Sorry.

      We did have an awesome walk, we love our neighbors/friends… we make a great pack.

      I must confess I do pull Mom here and there a tad when I MUST investigate something. I guess we all have room for improvement. Have a great night.

  4. Hi sweet Jetty – sounds like such a fun walk! Just another example of how you magical dogs bring people together! I know so many of my neighbors because of walking Cassie!

    have a good night! hopefully your Mom can catch up on some zzzz’s! Thinking about her and sending her wishes for some rest!

    lotsa love sweet Jetty, JJ, Mom, Rachel. Puffy and Fluffy! xoxoxox

    • Hey it’s Jet here. Hi Miss Wendy. I like that, magical dogs…

      Nope, Mom didn’t get to rest much. She had her blogradio segment Saturday, a meeting for a cancer survivorship class in April, a short nap, planning for the Farmers Market today, and then a BIG shop for her work… You’ll see in a few minutes… she’s taking dictation on a super late post!

      Jetty kisses and JJ hugs to you, Mr. David, Jacob, Cassie, Rex and Barkley. xoxox

  5. Hi Jetty – I didn;t see a post from today (Sunday) – hope all is well! Miss you – thinking about you and your family – sending goodnight hugs and kisses! xoxoxoxo

    • Hey it’s Jet here. Hi Miss Wendy. I know. Mom is working so hard on so many things from Friday to next Friday, that she asked me to go easy on her with transcriptions. She’s about to do one for me today…

      we’re just fine, thanks for making sure. xoxoxoxo to you, too…

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