I am spending six days with my parent's neurotic, crazy, very sweet but rather large Labrador Retriever, Max. My folks went to South Carolina this morning because starting tomorrow there is a reunion of his Navy ship. He served on board the destroyer the USS Knapp in the fifties - in fact he was a member of the crew when it was decommissioned and he was with her through the process until she was mothballed. She wasn't sold for scrap until the early seventies - she had been decommissioned once before right after WWII and recalled to service for the Korean War.
Anyway, I guess they have these reunions every once in a while. My dad isn't even sure he will know anyone there - the ship was built in the early forties and mothballed in the late fiftes - so not quite fifteen years of service (it was decommissioned and mothballed for nearly five years of that). But all told, with a crew complement of over 300 men in the years she was active a lot of men served on her. And the reunion is for anyone who ever served.
Max has spent the day tailing me from room to room and lying as close to me as he can get. He watched my folks drive away this morning and I think he is a little bit unhappy they're not here and his regular rhythms are all messed up. To add insult to injury I haven't been able to let him out in the yard since this morning because the lawn service came around 1pm and put pesticide on the lawn. Hopefully we'll get some rain like it has been threatening and tomorrow he'll be able to go out whenever he gets anxious.
Its gonna be a long six days...
Anyway, I guess they have these reunions every once in a while. My dad isn't even sure he will know anyone there - the ship was built in the early forties and mothballed in the late fiftes - so not quite fifteen years of service (it was decommissioned and mothballed for nearly five years of that). But all told, with a crew complement of over 300 men in the years she was active a lot of men served on her. And the reunion is for anyone who ever served.
Max has spent the day tailing me from room to room and lying as close to me as he can get. He watched my folks drive away this morning and I think he is a little bit unhappy they're not here and his regular rhythms are all messed up. To add insult to injury I haven't been able to let him out in the yard since this morning because the lawn service came around 1pm and put pesticide on the lawn. Hopefully we'll get some rain like it has been threatening and tomorrow he'll be able to go out whenever he gets anxious.
Its gonna be a long six days...