[Dailydrool] DadPerson Venshure

[Elizabeth Lindsey]

> dont meke ME wanna go neer Leke it eet DadPeepels.

This is exactly the same way our late, great Jane Basset felt about  
that Leke. We used to live about just south of Lake Michigan, and we  
took Jane to walk along it only once. She saw that great expanse of  
moving water with its teeny-tiny waves (compared to those of the  
Pacific in San Diego, where I grew up) and came absolutely unglued  
with panic. She was fine as long as we stayed on the dunes. But any  
time we looked as if we were headed toward the Leke, even one of us  
without her, she'd shake, pant, pull her ears back, and brace her  
feet to better resist our urges for her to join us. Trying to tell  
her about all the good things there were to sniff and roll on along  
the shoreline did not sway her opinion of that Leke being a very  
dangerous place for hound and human.

Our Elsinore, young Charlie, and their basset friend Owen, who's  
visiting us this week, send drool to help keep the DadPerson from  
getting a cold after all that time he spent in wet clothes at the end  
of March in Chicago. Brrrrrrr.

Elizabeth