This was not the day Major was good.
But on Mother’s Day, he was exceptional. It’s as if he knew he needed to keep Mama happy. We took him to the river and he was wonderfully behaved, even when we met another blue tick hound and all hell could’ve broken loose. Though he has more brown markings than Major, this eight-month-old was pretty much his twin. (Major is on the right side of the photo.)
Major even allowed Chuck to lead him into the water, which is what we were hoping for. The dog was calm and obedient and walked on his leash like a pro. Unfortunately, all that goodness was left at the river because he’s been a pain in my arse all morning running around like a nutcase. Every time I tackle him to the ground, I whisper into his floppy ears, “You’re getting snipped tomorrow, big boy, so enjoy this while you can.”
We knew the break in the rain was brief, so we took the short opportunity on Saturday to get outside and enjoy the unseasonable 70-degree weather. It was perfect, though a touch humid. (Humidity in January?) We found a very short paved trail that took us atop a beautiful overlook. Even though the hike was quite short, a certain six-year-old somebody barely made it. For as muscular as he is, the boy has the speed and endurance of a sloth.
After a week in warm, sunny Florida, it was really nice to come home to autumn. East Tennessee is beautiful right now, so we decided to go for a drive through Cades Cove yesterday to see the fall colors.
(This first video is for Michele.)
Song credit: The Decemberists, “January Hymn”
Driving the scenic loop around Cades Cove gave us an opportunity to see animals like deer and wild turkeys, and the stable horses getting their exercise.
On our way home Chuck remarked that thousands of people have to drive hundreds of miles to come here, but not us. The Great Smoky Mountains are only 20 minutes away from our house. It’s a little dream come true.
Like Florida on our last night of vacation, Tennessee gave us a colorful “goodnight” on the way home.