Since I last wrote, O Henry aka Orange Blossom Special has found a home and a permanent name. He's turned into Pumpkin, and he'll reside in Plummer shortly after Christmas. I must whisper that this morning he'll be going to the veterinary hospital. When it comes home, Pumpkin will be referred to as "it." That's why I'm whispering. This could be rough on the little guy, but it'll keep him (still him) out of trouble.
Niece Laura has decided that Pumpkin will be the Laumatia family Christmas present. She has come to Sandpoint, taken him to the vets for shots, worming, etc., and she'll be transporting him to his permanent home in the next few days. So, the story ends happily.
The past week at the Love house is almost a blur because so many THINGS had to be done. Social season began this weekend. So far, two parties are now history, including The River Journal Christmas dinner, held this year at Dock of the Bay Restaurant in Hope. Trish Gannon, the publisher, gave awards to all staff members.
My title was "staff member least likely to make a mistake," but Trish, in a most ghoulish fashion, reported to the troops of how she found a "whose" in a November submission which was supposed to be "who's." I haven't checked my computer to see if she slipped it in the story AFTER I filed it, but I did remain magnanimously gracious while accepting my framed story with the mistake clearly circled in red. It was a great party and a fun group.
Another busy week lies ahead. I think Mr. Cartoon Man needs to post a new sample from his "Slight Detour" series.
Later...
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