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Ike is going to miss us, I'm sure of it.  I know this because we're actually preparing for it.  They say that if the storm travels its projected path, we'll only sustain Tropical Storm winds here.  Something in the neighborhood of 40-60 mph.  We were advised to bring in our "debris".  Funny that they call it debris.  I mean, up until the point where it's sucked into the sky it's actually of value to someone, right?  Either way, we have a grill - for some reason I'm calling it a barbecue today - that is consistently knocked over by the line-drive winds we get during regular, unnamed storms.  Thus, we stashed our patio chairs and table and windchimes in the garage.  Andy and I walked the grill around to the front entrance of the garage.  It felt a little silly, preparing for a storm like that.  Either way, we have two glass doors leading out to our patio.  I'dve felt stupid if that grill had come crashing through one of the doors tomorrow.

What? It's good...

With regard to the storm, Hugo has all the anxiety of a button.  He's had a crash-bang couple of days for a dog.  I was making up for my time away from home earlier this week.  Yesterday, he went to Doggie Daycare - which is Disney World (or Disneyland at least) for pups.  They gave him a bath and a nail clip.  Came home smelling like flowers and had a light blue gingham kerchief around his neck.  We took the thing off at home so he could try to regain some of his dignity.

Today, we went hiking.  There's a remote park, north of everything, pretty near here.  I took Hugo for his first off-leash expedition.  He was fabulous.  Our family dog, Trixie, was never good off-leash.  The minute she knew she was free, she took off like a shot and never looked back.  Hugo was a natural.  Sniffer to the floor of the field/woods at all times.  He watched me and followed if I turned to walk another direction.  If he wasn't watching, a simple "Hey, hey!" brought him running.  And my proudest moment, while we were in the woods, he not only stuck to the trail, but if he got ahead of me too far for his liking, he'd stop, crane his neck to look back at me, and wait until I got closer until he trailblazed again. 

Nom nom nom nom nom

There were big low clouds and a few sprinkles looming.  Just a sign that I was doing the right thing by getting Hugo

 out and about as much as I can these last two days.  It might be a long weekend for him, cooped up in the house.

As for tonight, he's made a good effort at his trusty Nylabone, and has subsequently conked out on his dog bed as I write this.  When the wind and rain starts tomorrow, it won't bother him either.  Funny how I aspire to be like him sometimes.    

Ready for that hurricane