Nana

I received a call this morning, prior to my third cup of coffee. "We are coming up to see you, the weather is good." It was my Nana (grandmother), and her "companion", Uncle Eric. For the past two weeks, I have been placing the phone up to the puppies so she can hear them. She seemed to melt when she heard the little muffled sounds, and was disappointed because she had thought that she would never be able to make the jaunt to see them. Nana and Uncle Eric arrived at noon. As Uncle Eric walked into the house, Wookie had a little bit of an upset reaction. Uncle Eric was wearing a large brimmed tweed hat, five feet high (well, not that large) and literally scared the shit out of the dog. Finally he removed the hat and all was good in the world.