Last Friday Mom brought me along to her home town in Western Pennsylvania (I called it pencil vain ya before, BOL!) to help take care of her BFF after she had a bad car accident. It was a 10 1/2 hour car drive, and I didn’t even nap once on the way. This was way too exiting. We made good time and arrived at 6:30 in the evening, plenty early to size up the eating and sleeping situations, as well as to get re-acquainted with the people and the dog and to meet the cat.
What I didn’t realize was going to happen was that I would hook back up with an old friend of mine. When we were both less than a year old I had a lot of fun one day playing with Pai, short for Paisana, which means “friend” in Italian. That’s what this Memory is about.
While Mom and I were visiting my Grandma at her home in Sharon, PA, we spent a day visiting with a friend and her Airedale/greyhound mix puppy, Pai (pronounced pie). I had just celebrated my first birthday, and although Pai was a few months younger than me, she was already much bigger. It was a Saturday, and we drove to a nearby school where we could run around off-leash and dig in the soft dirt of the playground. We started out digging to China. Then I saw that Pai could dig bigger holes faster than me, so I ran over to her and insisted she give me her hole. She was a very agreeable puppy – and she realized who was in charge – so she said OK and started digging a new hole. Pretty soon that hole started looking better than the one
I had just taken from her that she gave me, so I ran over and took asked for that one too. Before long, I owned all the holes in the playground! It was getting late – time to get in the car and head back to Pai’s house. Oops, we’re both covered in mud! Pai’s mom drove the car home to “get the bath ready” while Mom walked us both to our destinies chance to get clean and good smelling again.
Now, be sure to check out my cute boyfriend’s Memory Monday post.