Monday, February 10, 2014
Olga the Celebrity
I took Olga to the park on Saturday, as usual, and this time I didn't even take my camera. It felt wonderful to be blissfully unencumbered and able to just play with the dog and wander. (I took these photos the weekend before, but they could just as well be from Saturday -- once again we had mostly sunny weather and Olga got quite muddy.)
She amused everyone with her squirrel-hunting antics. Crouching stock-still with her tail straight out behind her, then darting forward, all with that ridiculous Kong protruding from her mouth -- people stopped in their tracks to watch, and laugh, and take pictures. Olga is a star.
We heard a huge clamor coming from the park's southwest corner, and when we went to check it out, we found people shouting and drinking and wearing perplexing costumes. Turns out it was a celebration of Waitangi Day, commemorating -- as you know, if you read about our recent pub quiz -- the 1840 treaty that made New Zealand part of the British empire. Drunk kiwi alert!
On Sunday morning Dave departed for China, leaving me and Olga to fend for ourselves this week. (Lentils and salmon, both of which Dave dislikes or can't eat, are on the menu.) I enjoyed a very quiet day yesterday while I caught up on my reading, but it felt a little lonely too, I must admit. I'll join Dave this coming Friday, when my work week is complete!