The Hat

It is all about the hat, today. We decided to take poor Jethro on a picnic. All his doggy life he has loved going out and picnicking whether we made a fire or not, but with his skin bursting open, half his hair falling out, fighting infection and generally being uncomfortable, he has not had much chance to go anywhere fun. We felt sorry for him. So Shawn and I put on our hats, Jethro immediately noticed something was up. He watched us with great studied concentration as we made sandwiches and packed the go bag, it has tablecloth, silverware, all the necessities. Outside he looked at the car skeptically, but I put out the wooden box. His arthritis makes getting into the car hard and ramps have been singularly unsuccessful. After a few tries with the box, he mastered getting inside and off we went on a grand adventure.

Several hours later we returned, dishes were washed, hats put away, and the heroic Jethro,  crawled into bed and went to sleep. I am telling you, it is all about the hat.