Well, dear readers, we had quite a little mini-celebration, didn’t we? I don’t know about you, but I’m rather exhausted from it all. I slept like a log (no mean feat) and my weekend visitor, Luckie the Dog slept like a dog. Yes, you heard it here, dear readers, I, BK, had/have a weekend visitor, Luckie the Dog. Luckie is a girl German shepherd and is very cute. Her current family left her here yesterday for a trial visit. Luckie was very freaked out at first, and one simply couldn’t get anywhere near her – she was alternating between whimpering and sitting by the door, and a low growl if I came to near. I just told her in the nicest possible way that everything was okay and to take her time. It was a very rough first hour – she would not budge from the front door. I had bought her some bone treats – those she allowed me to slide across the floor and she’d eat them. I’d also bought her some of those beefy rawhide things and those she looked at with interest but wouldn’t commit. After an hour I had a brilliant plan. I acted very aloof, and then I just walked into the kitchen, picked up her leash and said, “Hmmm, I wonder what this is?” That got her attention. She looked at me for a minute, got up and came into the kitchen and jumped up with her feet on the counter. I got the leash attached and off we went for a walk. Now, I’d been told that Luckie is a bit skittish around people and other dogs – it so happened that there were a lot of people out yesterday, so I suddenly became Luckie’s best friend and protector. Every time we’d get near someone she’d jump up and hook her paws around my arm and give me lots of kisses. In any case, when we got back, she went right back to being suspicious and unfriendly, but two walks later we were best friends and having a great time. And so it has remained.
I must say, that the one thing I could not get lucky to do was pee, and by eleven at night that was very alarming. But I let her out in the yard at eleven-thirty and she finally did. And this morning on our walk she did again. She hasn’t eaten a regular meal yet (even in her own bowl) but I’m hoping she’ll get hungry enough to do so – she has had lots of treats though, so she seems fine. She keeps nosing the food around in the bowl (it’s her food – it was brought with her) so I know she’ll eventually eat it.
Well, that was a fine dog story, wasn’t it? Perhaps we should all click on the Unseemly Button below to see if I have any other animal stories.
As you probably know, our very first live chat will be this very evening at six p.m. Pacific Standard Time. Some of you have e-mailed me your usernames – those who haven’t, do so before six. Michael Shayne posted complete instructions in Friday’s posts, and I will repost them here later today. It will be loads of fun, so even if you are a lurker out there in the dark, do join in for the merriment and mirth and laughter and legs. We are friendly here at haineshisway.com and there is no chance that you won’t fit in.
Last night I watched the brand spanking new DVD of Mr. Alfred Hitchcock’s To Catch a Thief. What a splendid comedy thriller this is. The type of film they simply don’t know how to do anymore. Oh, they try, but they labor (and I do mean labor) without success. Of course, when you have Cary Grant, Grace Kelly, Jessie Royce Landis and John Williams, it is hard to fail – especially with a sparkling script by John Michael Hayes. The transfer is, for the most part, spectacular. If you want to see what vibrant color looks like on a DVD, go no further than this disc. It wall all shot in France and the color is eye-poppingly beautiful. I know we’ve complained about certain movies not looking like they should, color-wise (Singin’ in the Rain) – well, one look at the blue skies, and the red flowers and the stunning costumes of Miss Edith Head and you will understand. Unlike most Paramount DVDs, this one actually has a few extras, and they’re quite nice.
What am I, Ebert and Roeper all of a sudden? I also picked up Houseboat (also with Cary Grant, plus Sophia Loren and three cute kids – Paul Peterson, Charles Hebert and some little girl who should have been our very own Susan Gordon, since it’s the same writer/director as The Five Pennies. A pox on him, say I.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must have two count them two meetings (Lisa Richard is coming over and learning two of the new “Rosie” songs from Nudie Musical for a little demo we’re making), and then I must do a spot of writing and take Luckie on some more walks and then prepare for our live chat. By the way (BTW, in Internet lingo), if you haven’t sent you IM name by the time we start, just check in here and post, and we’ll find you immediately. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s free-for-all day, the sky is the limit, so take advantage of it with lots and lots of posts.