Pony's first photoshoot

Long time blogistas will remember the adventures of the Five Dollivers and their dogs, traveling and posing, and endless wardrobe needs. They're now retired to their shelf to quarrel and issue orders to Boud which are quietly deleted.

Now here comes the younger generation, Pony, ready to jump in the bag for her first trip to the library. The cleaners, after several tries interrupted by weather, were coming today. So as usual I went out.

I had thought about calling a ride service but realized I hadn't asked any friend for several weeks, so Gary was happy to oblige. He needed to pick up a prescription near the library, so it worked fine. He shoveled a path on his passenger side, ice and slush, and offered a ride home if I don't find one.  Talk about service.

It's the Year of the horse in the lunar calendar, so the public puzzle was on theme, to Pony's great satisfaction. It's her year, after all.

Always with an eye for a bargain, she scrutinized the free book cart. You can take as many as you want as long as you don't bring them back, is the deal.

And I managed to knit despite her assistance.

Hooves aren't best suited to knitting, so she modeled the scarf instead.

Another friend brought me home, very happy to find out where I'd gone! She's nosy and admits it, like me!  

She also recounted the electronic bird feeder her daughter gave her, takes pictures, all that, and how the squirrels took it apart, bit through the camera cord, and demolished the seed funnel. There's another feeder now on order, and I asked if it included an air gun for squirrels. 

Happy day everyone. Today started restless, anxious, not too well, up in the night,  but improved significantly with helpful friends, and a bit of Pony fun. A lot of snow and ice is worrisome when you start to get out again, sneaky ice patches. Much better now.  And home to a lovely clean house, smelling fresh and cheerful.

Some days start out well and fall off a cliff. This was the opposite. So that's good.