Yesterday afternoon we had a pleasant drive to Lafayette. But the trip was with purpose. We went to pick up the dog, Weenie. He is the most recent addition to the family. Well, he has been in the family, just a distant relative, we'll say. He belonged to a granddaughter who for reasons beyond her control is no longer able to provide the animal with the shelter, love and affection he needs. So, Grammy, tender-hearted as she is, and vanilla, soft-headed as he is, volunteered to adopt the little beastie.
All three of us will have some getting-used-to-each-other to work through.
He seems quite a good dog, so long as plenty of affectionate attention is bestowed upon him.
By way of comparison, Weenie is perhaps a bit more than half the size of JJ whose visit here ended Wednesday afternoon. The two of them will meet this afternoon.
Oh, too, we had a nice visit and dinner out with the eldest daughter whom we had not seen in several weeks. It's all good.