Yesterday was designated Adventure Day for me. I'd had a visit to McKinney, Texas, on my Bucket List and decided yesterday was the day to go, so off I went. There was a particular store I wanted to see, Gray Living, and then I spent the rest of the time cruising in all sorts of stores until the rain started. Yes, I knew it was supposed to rain but that usually doesn't impact me much. Gray Living was well worth the trip and I WILL be going back. It's the kind of place that makes you want to go home and throw a live grenade in your front door. I was practically drooling as I strolled around. They should hand out bibs at the front door. I knew McKinney was a darling little town--I just didn't know how cute until I went. Getting there is a breeze, so by all means go. It's a great girls outing and day long adventure for those that shop 'til they drop.
Once the rain slacked up I decided to head home, and had been home 5 minutes when the sirens started wailing. I was totally clueless about the tornado threat (quit laughing) and had a marvelous time. Clearly, God takes care of those who don't listen to the radio. Sis and I discussed getting in my closet if things got all quiet and weird, but that never happened, though it sure did for a lot of other people. Watching the news later, I was very grateful that I left McKinney when I did and that I had not been flying down Central Expressway during all the tornadic activity. (Spell check says tornadic is not a word--I say it IS.)
No word on puppies despite my email to the breeder. She either has nothing to tell or is busy being a doula (delivery support person for a mom) to Blue Bell. My gut says there is not a blue and tan male in this litter and that's OK. I'm not sure the timing is right anyway. If I ever do hear from her, I'll let you all know.