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News of Andy

That Andy is becoming a world traveller.  Not only has he been to Florida,  Texas, Virginia Beach and Iowa we now learn that he is getting out his passport once again to visit Darlene in Victoria, BC.  We know he has a passport because he recently spent some time with us in New Zealand.

Andy on the bed

This looks like a good place to rest

Andy appears to make himself at home wherever he lands.  He was very tired after his long journey from Texas to Wellington and quickly found himself a comfortable place to rest.

He is a cheerful little chap and everyone just loves him.  He visited several places with us (that’s Lotte and me) and the folk at the local hospice particularly enjoyed his visits.  On several occasions I have been asked by staff members where he is and they are all agog at the fun we are having with this ‘white elephant armadillo.

Andy arriving at the Hospice

Checking he is in the right place and looking for his friends

He started out at Lenore Diane’s house in Georgia and then somehow convinced Lenore Diane that he needed to see the world.  Some of my fellow bloggers are multi talented and that LD even speaks Armadillo.  Who would have guessed? And is that a form of Cajun French or Louisiana French?

Lotte and Andy sleeping

There’s room on this chair for two

He not only gets on well with humans but dogs love him too.  Well Lotte at least tolerated him but was no doubt pleased to have her chair and her place in the car back once Andy left.

If you are interested in seeing where Andy has been and catching up on some of his travels (he even went to Beijing  and Shanghai with Beth Ann and her lovely husband) go to Lenore Diane’s Adventures of Andy page.

Thanks to Lenore Diane for starting this and to all those other bloggers who have joined in.

Farewell Andy

Today was our last day with Andy the Armadillo.  Andy came into Lenore Diane’s life by way of a white elephant exchange. Read Lenore’s post here.

Andy left Lenore in Georgia (I think) to move on to Florida to meet Katy, from there he went to Georgette in Texas and then he arrived here in New Zealand, , tired after his very long journey, .

While he has been here he has visited several places and has become a friend not only of my grandsons (oh really G did you have to tell them that?) but also my friends and all the staff at the hospice.  I hope he has enjoyed himself as much as we have enjoyed having him.

Andy arriving at the Hospice

Checking he is in the right place

Tomorrow we shall bid him farewell but we have many photos of him to remind us of the little chap.

Through the looking glass

Andy through the looking glass

We spent the weekend at a friend’s house and after I put on my makeup, Andy decided to see what I was looking at.

Andy on the rim of the bath

Andy considers taking a bath

We then went into the bathroom where Andy spied the bath and wondered whether it would be like swimming in the swamps.  Please forgive my ignorance when I ask are swamps the armadillos usual habitat?

Andy on the scales

How much do I weigh?

Then he wandered onto the scales.  He didn’t think much of my comments yesterday about weighing myself.

Andy on the path

An armadillo must watch where he walks

In order for me to get fit for the Golden Door later this month, Lotte and I have been taking long walks, up and down hills around our neighbourhood and of course, Andy has come too.

Andy

What are we waiting for?

He quite likes being carried in my pocket but his favourite means of transport is without doubt the car.

Lotte and Andy in the car

Can you move over please to make room for me.

Lotte will probably be happy to get her seat back after he has gone but I am sure she will miss him too.

Lotte and Andy sleeping

There’s room on this chair for two

We hope that Patti enjoys her time with Andy as much as we have; I have already warned her to get in a good supply of jelly beans – they seem to be his favourite food.

Andy on the desk

Wonder how a little armadillo can open that jar.

“A friend is someone who understands your past,
believes in your future and
accepts you just the way you are”
Anonymous

it’s That Day Again – Saturday

Six word Saturday button

It’s Saturday again so here we go.  If you would like to participate please either click on the picture above or click this link.

Grandson home again from hospital today

Hooray, Rob came home from hospital and the medical staff were delighted with the operation.  The leg is now encased in a removal brace and he is to keep weight off it for a few days.  There had been discussion about a bone graft but the surgeon told my son that it looked as if the bones could mend themselves considering that Rob is only 15 and the bones are still growing.  So he has three titanium screws in the knee, a beautiful orange leg and crutches.

We are all thankful that the spectre of the operation, and what they might find, is behind us.  The next hurdle is meeting with the surgeon next Friday.

My son and his family live some 50 kms north of here and so Lotte, Andy and I got into the car for the trip.

Lotte and Andy in the car

Can you move over please to make room for me.

I don’t know if Andy had ever been in the country before but he was very adventurous and interested in everything.

Andy at the fence

I wonder what's through here

Andy was introduced to Daisy Dog and was shown by Daisy how to really help when her owner is working.

Daisy at the computer

You don't need a seat when you're this big.

Lotte decided it was all too much excitement and so she made herself comfortable on the couch at the side of Rob’s bed.

Lotte resting

Too much excitement for a little dog

And Rob was delighted to see us (but he wouldn’t let me show his face or his leg encased in the brace)

Lotte and Rob

And so another busy, fun filled day comes to an end.  Andy has met another dog, a very large old cat, espied the sheep and watched the men repairing the road.  So after all that, he has settled down with Lotte to dream his own special dreams.

Lotte and Andy sleeping

Getting around town

Sitting in the traffic today and then driving around waiting for a park, I suddenly remembered this clip I had seen some where and wondered why we don’t use cycle skates any more.  Click here for the link

These were apparently all the rage in the 1920s and it was thought they would become the wave of the future.  These were the ancestors of inline roller skates and think how easy it would be to park them.  Just pick them up and go – no parking tickets, no limit on the time one can be away.  Sounds a little like heaven.

But I guess they have gone the way of the Penny farthing and the unicycle.

And still on the subject of parking.  A few weeks ago I met some friends for coffee and parked my car outside the restaurant.  I duly paid the parking fee and all was well.  It was only the other day when clearing papers out of my purse that I looked at the ticket –

Parking ticket

Look at the date.  Does this mean I have free parking in Oriental Parade until 1.14pm on March 30 2021?  I wonder how many others have this free parking.

Andy

And here is a shot from the other day – Andy waiting patiently in the car for Lotte and me to go for a walk.  It wouldn’t stop raining so the walk was off, but Andy seemed to enjoy just sitting in the car watching the world go by.

Who are your neighbours?

Andy on the desk

Do Armadillos like Jellybeans? Looks like Andy is willing to try one!

I was listening to a local radio show the other day when the presenter asked the question “Do you know your neighbours?”

A couple of weeks ago we had Neighbours Day here in Wellington and I took that opportunity to get to meet some of my neighbours.

Some of them of course, I had absolutely nothing in common with, some could become more than acquaintances but it seems very important that we at least are on nodding terms with each other.

As I grow older I feel that I might have to call on a neighbour for some assistance some time.  I have already when my neighbour took a friend to rescue my car after I had my fall before Christmas.  Another neighbour has come over to help move garden furniture.  In turn, I have fed a neighbour’s dog and another neighbour and her little girls have taken Lotte for a walk.

According to a recent study  in Britain, a quarter of the population don’t know the names of the people living around them and more than three quarters haven’t a clue as to what they do for a living.  And many have never even seen their nearest neighbour!

The reason appears to be that we move homes more frequently these days and the growth of social media has left us more likely to stay at home, rather than go out and socialise.  Certainly when I was growing up in London my parents knew their neighbours, not as friends but certainly as acquaintances.

So I am going to make an effort to get to know my neighbours, not necessarily as friends but certainly as someone to speak to, to pass the time of day and to offer and receive help as needed.

Do you know your neighbours?

“My neighbour asked if he could use my lawnmower
and I told him of course he could,
so long as he didn’t take it out of my garden.”
Eric Morecambe, 1926-1984, English comedian.

Now Lotte, Andy and I are off to the Hospice to serve lunch.  Wonder what Andy will make of the Hospice and what the people at the Hospice will make of Andy!  More on this tomorrow.

Look Who’s Coming To Dinner

The wait is over.  A parcel arrived today.  Unceremoniously dumped on the verandah at the front door – well the postman didn’t know that it contained a precious cargo – Andy the Armadillo.

What's in the box

What's in the box? Wait is something moving in it?

Are you up to the play on Andy and his travels around the world?  Well Lenore Diane in Woodstock, Georgia traded some Smoked salmon (well she thought that was what it was) for an armadillo at a White Elephant Gift Exchange.  She then came up with the idea of his travelling to various places.  He visited K8did in Florida and after some time and an exciting visit he went on to visit Georgette in Texas.  Here he had plenty of excitement and a massive sugar hangover.  No wonder the little chap looked a trifle peaky by the time he arrived here.

Making friends

Lotte in her inimitable fashion greeted this new friend and made him feel at home.

Lotte and Andy

She showed him around her favourite places in the garden

Sharing dinner

She offered to share her dinner not knowing whether Armadillos ate chicken

Andy and a cheese sandwich

Not really liking the chicken, Andy decided to check out my toasted sandwich

Andy and book

Then he became interested in the book I was reading. Can armadillos read?

Andy and the gnome

Then he had a stroll around the garden

Lotte and Andy on chair

And after all the excitement of the day he decided to join Lotte in a postprandial snooze.

Tomorrow Andy will start her Wandering in Wellington and Lotte and I shall report back to you.

And just to remind you that according to Will Cuppy

Armadillos make affectionate pets, if you need affection that much.

I’ll report on that too!