I’m re-posting some Dollie pics. New posts are in the works. Thanks so much for your patience…

I have almost as many cat pictures as I do those of water towers. I never used to like cats. I love Dollie, but not because she’s lovable. She’s just really cool. I wish I was cool like Dollie.

“This tiny home has a mouse.”

“Can we talk about this tiny home thing? It has a mouse!”

“I was just going to mess with her a little.”

“This is too big.”

“I don’t think I like it!”

“Much better.”

“I told the mouse to dust.”

“I sleep in a feline position.”

“You say fat cat like it’s a bad thing.”

“If I fall asleep, don’t throw me away.”

“I prefer, “Go Fish.”

“Please tell her not to touch me!”

“I’m looking for that mouse.”

Tiny home and tiny RV living…Watch me on HGTV.

I know how far behind I am. I have left Grandpa John and Clark in front of the shed behind the cabin in the mountains. Clark has just opened the door and he is deeply moved and disbelieving of what he sees. 

Arf is keeping a sharp eye on Grandpa John. They have a long way to go before Arf can feel secure enough to leave him alone with the likes of Bif. Grandpa John had a terrible fall while fishing and was unconscious for several days. He’s now blind as a result of the injury.

What is inside the shed that Grandpa John has been working on for all these years and why has it made Clark so emotional? Clearly, these two have a strong bond even though they haven’t seen each other in six years. Clark’s dad previously told Clark his Grandpa had died when all the while he had been livng in the little cabin in the woods.

Sorry, but I’m not going to write anymore about that story tonight. I’m tired to the bone and it takes too much thought.

Kip’s sister, Karlyce, was here for a few jam-packed days. We’re only two weeks apart in age and we’ve always had a lot of fun together. Just to prove how much alike we are, or how much she is like her brother, she just paid thousands of dollars for her little dog’s surgery and bought the highest quality baby carriage she could find to take Charli on walks. Can you imagine passersby looking inside the carriage and saying, “Oh what a beautiful, uh, dog you have.”

Karlyce brought a selfie stick with her on her visit. It took her a while to get the hang of it.

Lilie Dale loved Karlyce.

In other news…It’s my oldest son’s birthday, today

I love you Mason..

I didn’t tell you the end of the story about our first little used motor home.

Someone along the way told us about Cedar Creek Lake. It’s one of the few lakes around Dallas where homeowners can have a boat dock. We loved it and went there for countless camping weekends. You can ride around the lake in your boat and see the most beautiful lakefront houses.

We couldn’t help ourselves. We started dreaming about having a second home on the lake. Then we decided the commute to Dallas was doable and we sold our house in Richardson, a Dallas suburb, and bought a little house on the lake.

Now that we lived on a lake, we figured we wouldn’t be spending time camping at other lakes, so we decided to sell the little motor home that had given us so many good memories.

The couple in their sixties who bought it came over to our house to sign the paperwork. We visited for a while and then they gave us the money, and we gave them the title. When they got ready to leave, Kip and I had an embarrassing moment. The lady had placed her rather large purse on the floor by her chair. It was full when she sat down. When she got up, there was nothing in it.

Sadie had kept herself entertained by removing each item one by one and hiding it. She had hidden the entire contents of the nice lady’s purse throughout our house.

Kip and I began looking high and low for the stolen goods. We found lipstick and powder with the dust balls under the bed. The little thief had dropped a few things that left a trail to some of the items she had hidden. It’s a good thing Sadie was short, because we only had to look in low places. When we got down to the last few items the lady swore she was still missing, we started running out of places to look. We finally found the checkbook in the clothes basket, and I got really excited when I found a set of keys in with the doggy toys. They didn’t belong to the lady, but I had been looking all over for my extra set of car keys.

Sadie walked by me and I could smell spearmint. I told everyone they could quit looking for the gum.

The sun was going down over the lake when we finally stopped looking. I got the couple’s phone number and said I would call when the wallet showed up. How embarrassing. Thankfully, Sadie found it a couple of days later. She jumped up on Kip’s lap and she was holding it in her mouth. There was very little damage.

Kip immediately took the wallet and drove to the people’s house to give it to them. When he got back I asked him if they were happy that Sadie had found it. “You mean did they say thank you?” he asked.

“No…I suppose they didn’t,” I said. “I really hope they enjoy the motor home. Did they have any dogs?”