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Showing posts with label doggy. Show all posts

Friday, November 25, 2011

Thanksgiving in Scotland

I didn't have the week off.
I didn't have the day off.
I didn't cook a turkey.
I didn't watch a parade.
I didn't watch an American football game.
I didn't even get to talk to my mom on Skype.

I am thankful for my family.
I am thankful for my friends back home.
I am thankful I have good friends here already.
I am thankful Presley is coming soon.
I am thankful for my opportunity here.
I am thankful my friend Carolin likes to cook for me.
I am thankful for blankets.
I am thankful for coffee.

I am thankful that despite not being home for Thanksgiving, nor having a traditional American dinner that I can still realize I have plenty to be thankful for. (Even if some of the things on my list are a joke.)

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Open letter to the country

Dear UK,

Presley is a gem of a dog.  He is kind and loyal and funny.  His nose is really soft and he chases bunnies in his sleep.  His best friend is a cat. He will snuggle with you in bed. When he is bored, he will sigh real loudly at the end of the bed, essentially rolling his eyes at your laziness.  (Good motivator.) He doesn't bark indoors or chase his tail like dopier dogs do.  He crosses his legs when he lays down  (so polite.)  He doesn't like to get his paws wet on early morning dew.  He lays his head in your lap when you need him to support you.  He puts up with you when you come home drunk and bother him.

I just thought you should know some of these things since you have made it unbelievably difficult for Presley to come over here.  I think you would really enjoy his company once he is here.  His transition will be easy because he has friends lined up to walk him and play with him.

Could you please make this any easier, because basically his human (me) misses the crud out of him? Please see attachments for further evidence.

Thank you for your time and have a lovely day.

Your newest cheerleader,

Jenny Daggett





Saturday, November 5, 2011

Remember Remember the Fifth of November

Today is Guy Fawkes Day.  A bunch of us are going to West Sands beach to set off fireworks.  I didnt realize that West Sands was sooo close to my flat.  I step outside walk down an alley way for 30 seconds and I'm at the coast.  I am aware of how lucky I am.  LUCKY. Its going to be a great dog walking path





While walking to the beach today, I ran into a wedding party.  A bride was exiting her vintage car, surrounded by men in kilts, while being serenaded by a bagpipe player.  It was so lovely.  Tourists were stopped in the street walking.

I walked through some of the golf course as well today.  Its really amazing to walk through town, including the golf course, that has been around for hundreds of years.  As a friend explained last night.... its older than your country!!!! Puts it into perspective.

Presley is here in a week! :))) He is going to be a rock star, everyone is excited to meet him.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Its beginning to sound a lot like Christmas

I just passed a street musician playing a Christmas song on a flute.  This was directly after his version of "Memories" from "The Way we Were."

I offically heart St Andrews.

Fun Fact: St. Andrews doesn't have an apostrophe in the name because the town is older than the use of apostrophes. Boom

Miss this guy: