This weekend we had another canine visitor. Sally the Dalmation came to stay. We all had fun adjusting to each other's peculiarities. Friday night we discovered that when Sally gets cold, she climbs up on the master bed and snuggles in next to the first warm body she can find. Sally was fascinated with how we operated around the apartment following each of us and watching intently as we did such mundane things as opening the mail and folding the laundry. She was interested in everything -- especially food preparation, of course, being a dog.
Catharine also had some learning experiences: such as having two dogs on the same leash (one at either end) doesn't work so well when they decide to wrap themselves around you in the middle of a Parisian intersection.
Tonight after 3 fun days, Katrin came by to pick her up and we had to say good-bye to Sally and her spots.
Speaking of spots, this was the weekend that I had to say good-bye to another kind of spots. No more spotting chess pieces or points in ping-pong to my sons. Charles beat me in 2 out of 5 ping-pong matches this weekend and I'm just glad to escape with the rubber.
Then tonight Alexander put his ol' Dad through his paces on the chess board. It's been awhile since I've played with Xano, but he's become somewhat keen lately. Being over 16, no pieces were spotted and I barely escaped his right-side Queen-rook attack on my King. Fortunately, the hubris of youth played to my favour -- whew! I side-stepped his pressing attack and found myself one rook to the advantage. Then it was only a matter of playing the careful plodding game of the elderly, until mathematical advantage defeated the wiley maneuvres of the more nimble mind.
Good-bye spots, hello strange transitions.
1 comment:
Hello Richard,
Catharine told me, that your wrote here about Sally's visit. I was really laughing and enjoyed the reading a lot. You have a great style to write! I like your site.
Cheers, Kathrin.
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