I look shorter in Vienna. I guess it's because the door is about ten feet high.To read about my first day, please go to theapronstage.com where you will see this same photo but different text.Where is the dog, Alice?
I held her head under water in the toilet for just a minute until the bup bup bup of her tiny heart stopped.
Just kidding. It's much easier to describe killing a dog than it actually is to kill one.
She's at my sister Judy's house until mid-June. Then the Bowmans from Oregon are staying in our house and will take care of her.
I forgot about the toilets here--like platters--on display. Very satisfying.
We are sitting in bed just as if we were home.
We will see the granddaughter--the vivacious Anne--in a couple of weeks. She will come with parents.
So you know how I bought a Kindle for the trip? Well, I discovered in the airport that it needed to be recharged. So I bought a P.D. James novel and read a REAL book.
8 comments:
Hooray for real books that don't need to be recharged!
If you ever need a personal assistant to accompany you on your trips, please think of me. You can just yell from your bed, "Hey Rebekah, I need you to fetch me a book! My Kindle is dead and I don't want to get out of bed to plug it in!" and I would do it.
Apparently Alice has fallen in love. With Bob. He's thrilled about it, I hear...
I'm glad your planes did not crash. I'm glad your morbid sense of humor got passed along to your son. Very entertaining.
Will you be sharing a photo of the toilets there? please?
I'm with Gigi. Yay for real books. Also, yay for un-dead dogs.
You look fetching in your slicker there, Missy.
I'm so jealous!! You look fabulous in your green jacket.
Louise. You look so good in Vienna.
LOL you and your dog-killing plots...
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