Jaune is gone. That’s all I know. When we came home from baseball practice last night, there was no sign of her. I am sad, because she and I had bonded Monday evening while I was bird watching. Everything happens for a reason, though.
There may be plenty more places, but in bayou homes, for sure! I had written a draft of this post before I went to visit one of the regulars here at Bayou Woman–Steffi. I surprised her by taking her up on her offer to show me her son’s “metal house” and her “cattle trough raised…
It was already 7:45, but if memory served, the reds kept banker’s hours last June and didn’t show up to eat until around 8 or 9, so maybe that would be the case today. Second cast of the H&H gold spoon and WHAM! And then whir, as the voracious red peeled the line off the reel.
“Yea, baby! They’re here!!!!!” my voice bounced off the bank and echoed around the cove.
Today was the second annual Bayou Dularge Trash Bash. I don’t have time to make a detailed post, because I have to get ready for a dinner party. If you want a preview of the day, you’ll just have to visit dularge.com and take a peek!
My new fishing friends, J.G. and The Princess graciously invited me to go wet a line with them. Since I usually take others out fishing, going with someone else is a real treat for me. Hey, any time I don’t have to load the boat, haul the boat, and launch the boat, it’s a treat!!…
or . . . a day in the marsh with the wind, the water, and wild teenagers! What in the world is a marsh grass planting? Well, I’m about to tell you. When a restoration project is undertaken, there is “new soil” that needs to be planted in order to be kept from washing away. Sometimes,…
This is what greeted us this morning . . . fog, fog, and more fog . . . These are actual digital, color photos unretouched. I did NOT change them to black and white. The fog seems to suck the color out of everything. Pretty amazing. Check back here tonight . . . I feel…
Oh no! That’s so sad! I hope she turns up again. Abby and I send our love.
Thank you and Abby. We are hoping that the owners reclaimed her. That would be a fine ending to this story of a boy and a dog-for-2-days!
I’m also sorry to hear that she is gone. My heart goes out to Termite.
He’s acting tough, like it’s for the best, but I know he’s disappointed. She’s not been here in almost 24 hours, so that’s not a good sign.
My heart goes out to a very disappointed boy, and hopes he finds comfort that his temporary friend is at home with his owner. Perhaps a mom may find room for a retriever pup, lab, golden, whatever as long as it ducks………..Thanks for sharing this with us…as it surely has seemed to touch us all.
Deb
Your words touch me, Deb. He was offered a lab puppy free last night, but he’s not ready for all that responsibility; and I don’t have the time to take up the slack right now. I have traveling to do, and we already have one dog that we have to provide care for. I told him he can have his dog when he’s a little older and proves he can be responsible for ALL its care. And you know what? He totally agreed. Having Jaune for a couple days showed him how much work a big dog is. Yes, she was fun, but she was also quite a few handsful! Maybe that was a double blessing?
Snif. I’m still mourning Shawee. Squeeze Termite for me.
We had a dog show up like that once. We loved her but she had a wandering gypsy heart.
Tell you son to let her go. She wants to love a lot of people. Maybe there is a golden at the shelter needing his love?