Howlin’ Stout

Jake is famous for his howling birthday singing. None of our dogs have ever howled until this morning. Kelly spent the night out with Madison (aka Dakota), and her radio alarm went off. I got up and turned it off. She has a lot of buttons on her alarm clock, and who knows what they all do. Not me.

About 30 minutes later, I was making coffee while Kathy and Claire still slept. Suddenly I heard a dog howling, and it sounded like it was coming from inside the house. I went upstairs and found Stout howling at Kelly’s alarm clock which was now making a deep mechanical BOOOOOP BOOOOOP BOOOOOP sound. The tone was such that Stout and the alarm clock were howling in harmony.

A Wave

For several years, I’ve watched a rotating photo appear on Mac5 in the upper right corner. It was Dad waving as he floated away on a Perdido canal. I always thought it would be a nice way to remember him… and so it is.

Waves and ripples.

Spring Break at Tybee

Kathy, Kelly, and Claire headed down to Tybee Island for Spring Break. I caught up with them on Wednesday after helping Mom out with some financial and household things. The back half was much better weather than the front half, so that worked out well for me.

We enjoyed staying “downtown” in one of the condos on 17th street. We had a view of the water from our porch. We could walk to all the happenings, including a wedding on the pier. There were lots of people, but Kathy and I enjoy all that comes with that, including our new friend the Coor’s pirate who set up a pirate flag, waved it at passing helicopters, played reggae music on a giant boombox, made fun of our sand castle critter, and just could not believe that Coor’s made Killian’s Red.

The water was too chilly, but that never stops Claire. Unfortunately she cut her foot on some barnacle shells climbing on the jetty. Now she knows why it says “DANGER KEEP OFF JETTY.” But it didn’t slow her down too much.

Kelly felt ill one day but snapped back the next. Photos in the Stonegate gallery.