I’m home! I believe Dorothy is right. There isn’t anyplace like it. The Geezer family trip to the North Carolina mountains was a blast, but it is good to be back in the familiar places where I’m comfortable. The Geezer went to Burnsville for a commemorative for his best friend and his best friend’s wife. Loss of the fifty plus year relationship left a gapping hole in the Geezer’s universe. Friends and family gathered to celebrate Chet and Betty’s lives. Our destination, Burnsville, is a mountain town with historic settings and past. It’s people are friendly, the weather pleasant and cool, at least compared to our Florida steam-bath home.
Living on a slanted world took me a little time to adjust. I quickly learned running downhill and uphill are different. Stopping resulted in me doing a barrel roll on my first attempt. However, I mastered what I needed to learn in a day. There are a lot of differences to discover. The trees, grass, dirt, even the light were all new. The Geezer had to adjust his driving skills. The curvy roads and the ups and downs took him longer to reach a car-aiming comfort level, than I did with being a passenger. Some of the bends were sharp! Our Edge’s front tried to tag the rear a time or two; at least it felt that way.
I love making new friends. There were oodles of humans and canines I met that are now buddies. A couple are pictured above. Bo is a friend of the Geezer and Mrs. G and the son of his best friend. Bo is a great guy who gives super ear rubs! I also met Remi, a cousin a few times removed. We had a great time! Play time was all the time. I met lots of humans…Michael, Jessica, Sadie, Samuel, Brandley, Natalia, D3, Carolyn, Brandon, and many more. Among my new canine pals are Mabel, Kimber, Ruger, and Whiskey Girl.
It was a wonderful trip…but there’s no place like home.
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