Sometimes this place IS cool!

After the Peanut Parade, Jill and I walked to the waterfront. To honor the 250 anniversary of the Cupola House, the Queen Elizabeth II was docked in Edenton. We decided to take the tour of the boat. It was really cool to be able to walk on the boat and look around.

Here is a little background about the ship, the Queen Elizabeth II.

Here is Jillian, posing for a picture on the waterfront.

Ahoy, Jill!

Just horsin' around

A couple of weekends ago, Edenton had its annual peanut parade. Our friend, Sally, always rides her horse, Meggie. I took a pretty decent picture of Sally, Meggie, and Jillian.

Club Nelson

Last weekend, we dog-sat for Wren. Wren is a yellow lab that belongs to Jillian's teacher, Mrs. Rook. Wren is being trained as a guide dog for the blind. She is really very smart. Apparently, that is all left at the door upon entering Club Nelson. Ah, Club Nelson, where a dog can be a dog - and where owner's flee for their lives, not to mention their sanity. Anyhow, it was an interesting weekend, that's for certain. Ask Roger, for instance. When he came home Friday morning, I let Wren out of her kennel. I asked him if he was "ready" before I opened the door. He replied yes; the door opens, Wren takes 3 mighty leaps (and a bound, I think) and promptly knocks Roger down to the floor. Yep, he was ready alright. Roxie enjoyed herself, too. I'm sure that it was great doggie fun to have another 4-legged friend to play "chase" with. Except that Wren is twice the size of Roxie, so when Wren tried to follow Roxie under the table, things got a tad bit awkward. All in good fun, right? Here are some pictures that capture the moment.

Hey, is that a can opener I hear?

Show me some love!

Phew, Roxie, you need a breath mint!

Mine!

Hey, shorty, I'm in charge here!

Hey, what IS that?

Funny story ~

Roger heard Roxie barking outside. Now, usually she barks at pure randomness, so we never know what is outside. Sometimes she actually barks at SOMETHING, like a turtle, rabbit (her nemesis), or a butterfly. So, perched up in her treehouse (don't ask) Roxie is barking up a storm. Roger went to investigate, runs back into the house to get me because he's shouting, "There's a porcupine in the neighbor's yard!" He also went to get his binoculars. All of us are now standing outside on the deck, looking into our neighbor's yard at the "porcupine." Roxie is still barking. The porcupine isn't moving. Huh, that's weird, right? Well, to make a long story short, it turns out the the "porcupine" is actually a bird's nest and a bunch of pine needles - remnants of the lawn. Too funny. I even took a picture.

You can barely see it here, but the "porcupine" is that brown lump next to the propane tank. I have never laughed so hard in my life. =P