Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Weekend to the North

We spent last weekend out of town, starting off on less than pleasant business; we were in Santa Barbara to attend a funeral for Denise step-mother Alberta.

The services were held at the Santa Barbara Women's Club.  A very nice venue and a very nice service.  There were many reminiscences about Alberta, summed up by the three words, "Grace, class and love."

Denise and I endeavored to bring down the class a bit by arriving with Leo.  We didn't really have a choice.  Nicholas was heading out of town to Lost Wages and Alma, our regular dog-sitter, was out of town in Mexico.  So, we dragged Leo along and let him stay in the car during the service. During the  reception following the service, I skipped out to check on the boy, who was stressing as usual.  Leo drools a lot when he's upset and there was a small pool in the back of the car.  I snuck some cheese from the buffet, in an effort to ingratiate myself with my little puppy.  With the help of the cheese I was able to lure him out of the car and onto a short walk.  We ended up back in front of the Club, where he was a big hit with the children and some of the women.

After the reception we headed back down to Ojai and spent the evening with Pam and Bear.

Saturday, Denise and Pam met their friend Pat for their annual visit to the cemetery in Santa Barbara and their Mom and Dad's plots.

Leo and I headed to Linda's house and spent some time scaring Linda's cat, breaking patio chairs and harvesting rhubarb.  We ended up at Cold Spring (no 's') Tavern for lunch; burgers, beer and chili.  With real meat!  And Linda treated!  Very nice.

Leo was a little stressed by all the people, but popular as ever.

Linda tells me that Geico recently rented out the tavern to shoot a commercial.  She did not get to meet the Gecko, but I'll have to keep an eye out for the commercial anyway.

I have to apologize for the quality of the Cold Spring photos.  They were taken from my phone, which I was unsuccessful in replacing at the Verizon store in Santa Barbara.  It's a long story, but suffice it to say that the wireless carriers have us all by the family jewels.

Later in the afternoon, we headed up to Doug and Sue's in Los Olivos.  It being Los Olivos, I decided to harvest olives from Doug's trees.  More on that in a later post.

We ended up the evening in Buellton at the Firestone Brewery, Susie's place of employment.  We had a dinner reservation at the Tap Room Restaurant.  We had quite a group; Doug, Sue, Denise, Pam, Linda, Denise's cousin Harvey, his wife Sandy and me.  The food and beer were very good.  I started off with an IPA and a cup of chili (yes, more chili) and the Salmon Carpaccio and side salad for dinner.  Finished up with a very tasty Walker's Reserve Porter for dessert.

Sadly, Leo was not invited and had to spend the evening with Doug's dogs Hershey and Wiley.  Poor Leo.  He was being hounded (and humped) mercilessly wherever he went.  Leo will put up with a lot of shit, but he was actually starting to lose a little patience by the fifty-seventh time Wiley tried to mount him.

Leo was well ready to leave by the morning.  We beat a hasty retreat and headed for home.  Leo was tired and I had olives to cure.

2 Comments:

Blogger BJackie said...

I can't believe Leo takes that kinda shit! Wouldn't you love to just see him lose it and pound on that other dog once?

February 18, 2011 at 5:18 PM  
Blogger Denise said...

Well, the humping wasn't constant. He just wanted to play with him all the time. He does growl at dogs now when he's had enough, finally.

February 20, 2011 at 10:38 AM  

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