
and all I have to show for it is this lousy parking ticket.
They must be planning on coming back, though. The Maritime Travel Agency has the sign that dangles from the side of the building back up, but the window still says it's a vet office. Also, the same day they were filming, a little old lady came across the street to the children's consignment store about the same time I did. As the owner of the store and I were talking about it, she mentioned that they would be back in two weeks. It's been quiet this week.
I think I was bemoaning the fact that I missed Etta's chance at getting discovered. Who wouldn't love that face? They dog that they had for the shoot was cute--in the way that all dogs are cute. Really, he was a shaggy black mutt. And entirely too well behaved to be going to the vet. Etta, with her gentle leader on, would have given a much more believable performance.
Little buddy had his first overnight stay away from his mom on Saturday night--and everyone survived. Unfortunately, he was sick, and his Aunt Sissy is an idiot who gave him his medicine at 9:00pm. Therefore, he was ready to go from about 12:30 to about 3:00am. Etta really wondered what in the world we were doing awake at that hour. So much so that she didn't really seem to mind when Will followed her under the covers. She always tolerates him very well, but she didn't even move while he crawled all over her. Luckily, he's feeling better now.
Got to get to work on the Thanksgiving meal. The only firm request I've gotten is sweet potato balls. Nanee's dressing is a given, though. Hope everyone has a great holiday next week!