Auto heaven

Larsen and I walked through Keswick Park last night.  Keswick is a hip-pocket park off Johnson Ferry Road near Peachtree Industrial Boulevard.

For a little fun, we decided to go cross-country.  I dropped his leash, and we huffed our way up a hill that borders the park.  We picked our way through the poison ivy and brambles to the top and popped out behind a cinder-block building that had a couple of cool Fords in the back lot.

You'll recognize the first one as an Edsel.  It's a 1958 Bermuda station wagon!  Two-tone 50's-style aqua and white color scheme with woody sides.  Wouldn't that be cool to pull your dogs and gear around in?

The other is a 1964 Thunderbird.  Just think about gliding into the country club in that awesome sled.  

Larsen gets a laugh out of the Edsel Bermuda.

We'll have fun, fun, fun.

Another day

Another day and another bird.

This one flew in through the open porch door.  Visiting Lissen though it was grand fun as she chased Larsen, the bird, Aki, and anything else that moved around the house.  Larsen somehow trapped the bird, but did not bring it to hand.

Bird dog + bird

A tweetie bird (non-game bird, that is) flew into the house through an open window.  Game on.  (click on photos to enlarge.)

We finally corralled the misguided little birdie in the bathroom.  I grabbed him and tossed him out the open bedroom window, and he flew like a bat, not a bird, away.  Fast.  Larsen retraced the steps.  Through the bedrooms.  Into and out of the closet.  Down the hall.  Too amped to settle down and realize the bird had flown.  He's finally re-settling back to his bone, and chewing it hard.