Happy Herman's Hideaway

Hey there my San Saba friends and happy March! I even like the sound of this month because it sounds as if we are moving away from the cold and into the life of blooming color which is not to be confused with a blooming onion sold at Outback Steak House. I told dad when the bluebonnets begin to blossom I would like to go out and run among them and he told me no because the rattlesnakes like them too. There always seems to be a kink in my happiness plans, like a look but don’t touch thing going on but I suppose I should be happy I have eyes and leave it at that.

Mom gave an entirely different meaning to spring cleaning this week…she ordered bins from Amazon the size of small freight containers! When dad got them out of the box he asked if she was going to pack up the entire house. Mom just smiled and replied…”I know exactly what I am doing and the result will be amazing, trust me.” The thing is, I do trust mom, she is able to locate anything and everything in this house we ask for and can’t find even when we are looking right at it. To mom O.C.D. means Obvious Clutter Destruction.

My brother Shawn had a birthday on Sunday, he is fortyseven but still looks so much younger. Mom always wakes up before he was born at 4:08 a.m. on his birthday and I asked her why. She told me his birth was the most special day in her life and she likes to be awake to remember the moment she met him in person. Wow, I think there could be no better description of love than those words.

The parentals are determined to cut back on my human food consumption but I have been making it exceedingly difficult for them and challenging their resolve to do so. Dad gets snacks from the kitchen constantly and I dare him to resist what I call my ‘dachshund sits up, waves paws, whines and looks too adorable to ignore’ tactic. I have to say it works a charm and I usually end up with bites of whatever dad has on his plate.

Speaking of plates…that is what life is like, a large plate where each second is a helping of life placed on for our consumption. I hope each of you cherish those seconds, savor their meaning, feel and value. I love you my San Saba sweethearts so very much. I am so glad you have been placed on my plate of life and consider you a dear gift. I hope you have a wonderful week until we speak again and thank you for being.