Harriett:

“Every evening, Monday-Friday, around 6 o’clock the Doctor gets home from work. The first thing he does is scan the backyard for bird activity. If he sees any, immediately he  picks up his camera, with the tripod and new fancy lens.   He makes his way towards the back porch of his giant nest and makes himself comfortable.  If the Female H. sapien is already home he kisses her on the way out. Sometimes  he doesn’t even change his clothes. He pulls down his neck tie and kicks off his shoes. Sometimes a glass of Seagrams 7 and Diet Coke miraculously joins him.”

“I watch him do it day after day.”

“Yesterday I had to laugh when the Doctor saw Ozzie waiting for him. He almost tripped and fell with camera, tripod, new lens and Seagrams 7, as he tried to scramble into position.

Marley and Cleo did not help.

At 5:58 PM the Doctor’s best friends comfortably awaited his arrival..

Marley and Cleo calmly wait for the Doctor to get home.

When the back door opened……..

“Arf! Pet me,” barked Marley.

Marley’s 75 pounds jumped, bumped and bounced off the Doctor.

“Arf, Arf!  Pet me!” Enjoined Cleo.

The two Canines competed for the Doctor’s attention.  Soon it was “hey, where’s my supper, as as opposed to, “pet me!, pet me!

“The photos he got Thursday evening are very nice. I hope he will share them with you.”

Lots of love,

Harriett