Oscar is adjusting well to his new surroundings. In fact, we were a little worried about him what with being drugged and on a plane for three hours. Then the poor dog would be plunked into an unfamiliar house. Because of the hour of arrival, 6:00 p.m., we hadn't eaten dinner, so we decided that we would go to a local outdoor restaurant at Coconut Point and take Oscar with us. If any of you have been there, you'll know that Coconut Point is one of the most beautiful outdoor malls in North America. With five or six restaurants to choose from, we decided to go to the Blue Water Bistro. Oscar was fussed over by all of the servers and given a little bowl of water but he sure stuck close to Chuck's leg---it was all a little overwhelming for him. He had the intense look of fear in his eyes---worried that Chuck and I would go poof into thin air and he'd be left alone in this strange and foreign land; although, he had been to Florida more than a few times. He has always been suspicious when he sees suitcases laying about on the floor of our bedroom at home and usually, the sight of them means Aw-w, they're leaving me, again for Oscar. He's been quite happy and obedient here. We think he's fearful of being sent back to Canada if he isn't well-behaved---that is assuming he has thoughts. It surely is what his body language conveys.
The photos on my blog aren't of all of the rooms in our house. The dining-room, study/third bedroom/ kitchen nook, ( where we eat) and also the bathrooms (but if anyone is really curious about the bathrooms, I will post them on my next blog. ) How interesting can a bathroom really be, though?---essential but not very interesting.
