Imposter Chappy

What a beautiful, blue sky today. (Yes, I know--an actual Saturday Sky, I'm surprised, too.)

Again, with apologies for those of you suffering under a heatwave, but today's weather, here in NJ, could not have been nicer. No humidity to speak of. Temperatures in the upper 70s/low 80s. Perfect blue sky.

I'm really sorry.

Mom, Chappy and I went for a drive this morning and stopped at the farmer's market in Bernardsville.

We brought home a pie (peach/berry), some farm-fresh eggs in a beautiful array of browns, and this container of mixed, heirloom tomatoes. They looked so beautiful, I couldn't resist.

Now I just wish we had some fresh mozzarella in the house....

We took the, um, long route coming back because we got detoured the long way around a rt 202 closing for roadwork, and ended up hopping back on 287 in Far Hills. We stopped in the center of town for some coffee and snacks before heading back to the house. (Chappy desperately wanted to get out of the car by that point.) We bumped into a co-worker out walking his dog, Dixie, who was rehomed after a hurricane a couple years ago. (He said that she's travelled farther than he had.)

After we got home, the three of us--me, Mom, Chappy--sat outside on the deck. I brought my Journey Wheel out and did some spinning, once I got it going. (I swear that wheel wakes up cranky.) Just, a beautiful day.

Incidentally, I thought I'd share this photo with you. This was taken exactly six years ago today, on the day Mom and I drove out to western Pennsylvania to pick out my new puppy. This was the one we picked. I've mentioned him before. We made a point of driving 6.5 hours each way just to select a puppy when the litter was 5 weeks old. We selected this adorable little fellow, the breeder gave him a red mark inside his ear to distinguish him from his brothers, and off we went.

Two weeks later, we went back to pick him up, and, well . . . Chappy . . . the real Chappy . . . had other plans. Little Red Ear would have absolutely nothing to do with us, while Chappy exhausted himself being as cute and charming and winning as he possibly could be. We tease him that he spent those two weeks terrorizing Red Ear with horror stories about us, but all he'll admit to is planning his OTWC* campaign. Because, he sure was ready for us when we walked in that door. Red Ear never stood a chance. But, really. Look at that face. He sure was cute.

Oh, and the Fairy Godknitter is hosting a comment party in honor of her friend Norma. Go on over, leave a comment, and have a drink in her name, huh?

* Overwhelm Them With Cuteness

Comments

[lisa]

We knew Zuzu's litter from when her mama was pregnant. Saw the pups the day they were born and often over the next 8 weeks. At 5 weeks maybe we got to choose (they all looked alike), and my son chose puppy B but I had a thing for C. The next weekend I said we need to go back and make sure we've chosen the right pup. The poor kid thought I was trying to trick him. He asked the owner which was B and she said she had no idea! We think we got B. The one I thought was C was a big explorer and happy to escape under the fence, so I was just fine with 'B'. Then they got marked, but the markings didn't hold so well. There were three girls that were exceptionally difficult to tell apart (this one has a little sharper stop, this one a little pointier nose, it was all very subtle). And after we took her home somebody told Karen she thought that we got her dog and she got ours. But at that point they'd been in their new homes a week or two...so no going back! And now we own two of those five girls!

[Carrie K]

Good thing Chappy knew better! That's so cute. Telling poor little Red Ear horror stories about you. Would Chappy do something as Machiavellian as that?

Maybe, huh? lol.

[Kim]

Chappy is a smart dog! Hoepfully Red Ear found his ideal home too. Those tomatoes look so yummy!

[Chris]

Aw, who could resist a campaign of cuteness like that?!