Went to breakfast with the gang on Friday. Since it was at the golf course, and a really pretty and cool morning, we always eat out on the patio. Archie and I were the first ones there. I was at the edge of the patio, looking over the course, there were already people playing at 8:30, must've started at sun up. Anyhow, Archie jumped up onto the bench seat that goes around the edge of the patio. I figured he was just going to put his paws up and look over the back. NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO. He proceeds to jump up AND OVER the back. I quickly looked over the 20 FOOT DROP and there he was hanging by his collar!!!!!!! I leaned over as far as I could (picture the guy that fell to his death, grabbing for the baseball) grabbed his collar (don't know why it didn't slip off) and jerked him up, gently. He looked at me as if to say, "Oh Mommy, my whole life passed before my eyes, thank-you, thank-you. I swear that dog has the nine lives of a cat.
Saturday was my birthday, Sue and Sarah came down from the city and took me to breakfast. They stayed for a while, then went on home. Archie and I then went over to Dad's and visited for the afternoon. Then came home. All in all, it was a blah day.
Today is a georgous day and I should be outside. I might sit on the porch and snap some beans. But the British Open is on and I do enjoy watching a good golf game. The Europeans call our golf courses 'stadium golf' because the courses are so pristine. Over on the British and Irish courses it is a 'links' game. Much, much more challenging and more fun to watch.
I'm still having trouble signing in to post on all of my favorite blogs. Later.......