Some random photos from our weekend with Liz, Shelley, Max, Marley, and the adorable 4-month old Banjo. (And oh yeah, Liz’s husband Kirk, who put up very nicely with Chappy’s barking at him every time he’d walk in the room.)

Oh, and that picture, of Shelley, Max, and Marley? It totally cracks me up. Max is lying across her lap, Marley is on the sofa cushion behind her, but since their coloring is so similar, it looks like there’s just one, really long, really flexible dog wrapped all the way around her.

I’m tired from all the fun, and the long drive. (3:40 going down, 4:30 coming back, thanks to an accident on 95 that kept me in the state of Maryland for an extra hour or so . . . it’s always interesting when you can put your car into Park in the middle of a highway. And, oh yeah, Chappy got sick in the corner of the backseat just outside Philadelphia . . . there goes his “3 years car-vomit free” record! Poor boy–he really doesn’t like the car that much.) Anyway, lots of romping. Lots of playing. Lots of tail wagging. Although, most of that belonged to the “other” three dogs, since Chappy was just a little overwhelmed by the chaos of three really energetic dogs–especially on top of HIS being tired from the long drive. He had a good time, mind you, but he was happier sitting on the couch watching the insanity than actually participating in it. Especially if he was near me or Liz. (I think he held the manic energy that is Banjo against Shelley, just a little bit.) But really, once he got past the shock of “How many people and dogs live here, anyway? And, what’s that? A cat??” on Friday he had fun.

Among the people? LOTS of laughing and silliness. Although–in keeping with our conversations about how some people and their dogs are just so much alike–most of the active silliness was on Liz and Shelley’s side, with me just sitting and laughing and enjoying it. They are extremely entertaining.

There was also spinning, and knitting. I got a look at Liz’s collection of fleeces (wow). Drooled over some of them. She showed me how to use a drum-carder and I spun up some brown Targhee (or was it a Targhee mix? I forget). I also spun up some baby camel . . . yum. I’m going to have to get some more of that! We ran out to her LYS–although I admit to a qualm about leaving Chappy, though he seemed perfectly happy when we got back, so he was fine.

Thank you, Liz for your hospitality (and the MDSW mug, and the spinning fiber, and all of that). And thank you, Shelley, for coming for the weekend, too (and for Chappy’s birthday present, and the mug for me!) We had a really good time . . . but now, you guys wore me out, so . . . I’m going to go collapse for a while . . . (grin).

Pictures of yarn and such tomorrow…..

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