Friday, January 11, 2019


You've seen it in movies; maybe even experienced it yourself... when a faithful pet greets the kids at the schoolbus... or a heartsick dog lays by its deceased owner.  I think we have established that I am Rufus's person: he follows me around.  If I am on the deck, he wants to be on the deck.  If I am messing with the boat, he wants to be on the dock or on the boat.  In fact, as I am writing this he is on my lap.

This morning, I took the e-bike for a ride around the resort.  Rufus ran to the door right behind me as I was leaving.  "Not this time, Ruf, I'm going to be on the bike."

Joan shot this...

He sat right by the front door the whole time I was gone.  That's my furry boy.

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