Once Upon a Time in the West: the bookmobile

October 12, 20116 Comments

A friend of mine, Cindy, recently posted a vintage photo of an early Bookmobile. Seeing it brought back a cherished memory of the second grade at Howard Elementary…

I loved going in and finding books on archeology and stories about historical Peoples. The first time I tried to check out one of these fascinating tomes the lady in charge challenged me saying, “You’re too young to read that book! That’s for the big boys and girls in High School.”

“I can read it!” I boasted. Whereupon she sat me down and made me read a few pages to her. I think I surprised her.

“OK” she said, “Now tell me about what just happened in the story.”

When I had finished explaining about what the little cliff dweller boy in the story had been doing and thinking, she let me have the book, and any others I wanted after that.

I was eight.

~*~

Yes, I remember the Bookmobile, though maybe not this far back!

Photo Credit: http://librarianista.tumblr.com/ via Cindy’s post at http://schoollibrarybeyondsurvival.wordpress.com/2011/10/02/early-bookmobile/

Thank you Cindy for helping me find my voice today! 🙂

Photo Friday: he hates it

October 7, 2011October 7, 201110 Comments

From time to time it becomes self-evident that the dogs need a bath. Not hard if it’s the little dog, Tucker. I put him in the sink and the job goes quickly!

He hates it.

But even more humiliating than getting the bath is Buddy’s reaction.

“Hey man, wha’d she do? You smell funny!”

That’s OK Tucker, you took it like a champ and Buddy’s turn is coming this weekend… 😉

Photo Friday: mood swings

September 30, 2011September 30, 20117 Comments

The rain went on forever that week. It was soggy, steamy, and too hot to do anything outside.

That morning I got up and found it cool and foggy. As my morning progressed the sun burned through, and lit up everything!

Including my mood.

Once Upon a Time in the West: looking for just the right dog.

September 12, 2011September 13, 20119 Comments

I found my dog Tucker on the internet. I took one look at this little guy and knew I just had to have him.

It was the ears I think…

I contacted the seller and found that she lived in the Sacramento area. I told her that I really wanted her puppy, but that I would have to drive up to get him, and would she hold him till I got there. This is roughly a 400 mile trip one way! (Yeah, I’m nuts)

We talked a bit more and she asked, “Where do you live?”

I told her ‘Claremont,’ and she says, “Well, I’m going to be in Claremont in two weeks for a dog show, and I can bring him with me!”

He was meant to be mine, don’t you think?

Well, waiting was hard, but it was so worth it. When we met her there at the show she handed him to me. As I gently hugged him he tucked his little head in the crook of my arm, which is, if you haven’t guessed, how he came to be named Tucker. He was so tiny, and full of pistons and springs!

He still is

Over time we have learned that Tucker will eat just about anything he can get away with. Chicken and goose feed, pens, pencils, computer strap-tights, rulers, used tissues (gag) and CHOCOLATE, wrappers and all… Missing something? You’ll find it, in parts, under our bed!

BAD DOG!

We once found him under our bed with this stolen treasure… thankfully we got there before he had committed suicide by chocolate!

Well, the list goes on and let me tell ya, he is always gagging on it.

I recently noticed my little Tucker’s nose is going gray. Seems like he was a pup just yesterday. We had been under the delusion for quite some time now that he was only 4 years old…

The other day I asked my husband, “Why is his nose going gray already? He’s only four?” Then we sat down, and counting back, we realized he is 7 going on 8!