Rewards

I really didn't want to go to town yesterday.  I mean, twice in one week?!  Needs must, however, so Michael loaded up and off we went.  Our timing was right and there was very little traffic on the road.  It's a pretty drive as long as someone isn't crawling up your tailpipe and I'm not looking for a safe place to pull over.

Crossing the parking lot at the bank, two older women, masks on, were just sort of standing there.  Michael, always the gardener, was headed for the shrubbery.  It's his self-imposed duty to water every plant planted.  The women commented on Michael, how handsome, etc., and I noticed that one woman was holding a teeny-tiny poodle.  She allowed as how her dog wouldn't even make an appetizer for Michael, and she was right, if Michael had been that sort of fellow.

We went on in to tend to business.  The line grew behind us, including the women and their dog.  With the two dogs in there, clients started chatting as they waited.  "What kind of dog is he?"  "What's his name?"  And, of course, there were comments about how handsome he is.  The poodle was anxious to play, and finally the woman, after asking, set the little thing down.  The dogs went nose to nose before adopting that elbows-on-the-floor stance that indicates playtime.  My transaction was concluded and so we had to leave Michael's new friend, but I think he really enjoyed this outing.

I stopped on the way home to pick up Chinese food for dinner.  After all, a lady needs a reward for doing double duty in a week.

A rainstorm blew in during the night.  Stove is going to earn his keep today.

Stay safe.  Be well.