Pooches, it all started when my manservant overslept this morning. It shocked Starlight and me because he never sleeps late. When he finally awakened he was groggy and sat and drank coffee for an hour.
Just as he was getting ready to head outside for gardening, he was reminded that a meeting was schedule between him, my womanservant, and the investment gentleman. Sighing, he changed from his gardening clothes and resigned himself to not working in the garden until the afternoon. The meeting proved to be long and he returned saying he had understood absolutely nothing that was said but nodded in agreement whenever it seemed appropriate.
A late lunch was made and we decided to conduct the excursion in our back yard given the late hour. We had quite the potpourri of a lunch: pimento cheese sandwiches (on rye, pooches), a peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich (likewise, on rye), vegetarian spring rolls, and chocolate milk. Starlight gagged when she heard the menu.
We ate and then tried an after lunch stroll but it just didn’t seem the same in our own backyard.