Tuesday, March 17, 2026

coffee on the porch time

"I didn't think you drank coffee anymore."

That's true. I haven't had coffee for maybe a year.

"I'm talking about even the decaf."

I know. Me, too.

"Then what's up with this post?"

That's the phrase that the dog knows. "Coffee on the porch" means time to go out on the front porch and bark at folks walking or running or biking.

"Oh, cool! You're puppysitting, just like Finch was!"

LOL! Not that Dane could be called a puppy anymore. He's more than a decade old, which makes him a septuagenarian in dog years.

"I thought Tony and Laura took him along on trips. Not this time?"

She's going to be at a conference, so the rate to have him stay at the Rosen Centre was preposterous. Plus, he doesn't really travel well.

"Well, I'm glad they gave you the chance to spend time with the old dog."

Yes, me, too! Now, to see if I can figure out their new TV set-up... wish me luck, won't you?

"You got it. Good luck with the remote!"

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