A Nighttime Event….

I really don’t like it when my mamma goes out at night. When I see her getting ready to go out, I give her a certain look. When I do that she says “I know you’re my mom reincarnated, stop giving me that guilty look.” She should feel guilty when she goes out and leaves me all alone at night. I don’t like it and I will keep on giving her that look.

The other night, well actually it has been almost a month already. It was just before the super moon way back in the middle of November. Remember that?

She was getting ready to go out and Jean came over. They were talking about stuff and loading up my mom’s golf cart with stuff. I was hanging around looking like it was the end of the world.

All of the sudden my mom said she was going to take me over just to deliver the stuff and then bring me back. Jean said, “Oh no, we can just keep him there”. My heart jumped with joy. I don’t get to attend very many social functions that aren’t right here in my own home, especially at night. But now I WAS GOING!

I was so excited. Of course my mom gave me that “You Better Be a Good Boy” lecture. And I was! I was a good boy and had the time of my life.

We had a bon fire over at Glenda and Don’s house. Lots of people were there, and I fit right in. I walked around and talked to all of the folks there. Some of my favorite people were there, of course like Don and Glenda. But also my longtime favorites Peggy and Carl were there. I spent some quality time with Peggy while she walked me and held my leash while my mom seemed to have other things to do.

I made some new friends too. I actually knew Sharon because she comes to my house to play mahjongg, but her husband, Larry, made me a hot dog and he was especially concerned about the way I liked it. Sharon and Larry are from New Hampshire so they like the Patriots, and of course I have a certain connection too.

I hope I was a good enough boy to be able to go to the next bon fire.