The stars look very different today

We are back from our Wisconsin weekend. It was lovely. Punky golfed the whole time. Puppy played in the lake and whined at the doors the whole time. I went swimming, boating, eating, relaxing and hanging out with my new bud, John. I will upload a few pictures once my computer is back online...

I spent a good amount of time trying to get the dog to jump off the dock. As a little puppy, he ran after my step-mother-in-law down the dock and fell off the end. Ever since, he won't do it. I even pretended to be drowning. He was desperate to jump, but couldn't. My poor, neurotic puppy.

When I arrived, John (1), was taking a few steps between couches, but was mostly holding on for dear life to whomever would walk with him. I remembered a trick and put a clothes pin in each hand. Very quickly, he lowered his arms for balance and, after a few practices, could walk about eight feet between his parents. Being a modern baby, he kept signing "more" after the round of applause he received. I'm thrilled I could be a part of the process.

This afternoon as we were loading up the car, Punky opened the back seat to shake out the puppy blanket and the puppy jumped in. He refused to get out of the car after that. He has looked sleepy and pathetic all day. Just like the rest of us.