We’ve returned from our quick trip to Florida. It was a wonderful experience. We spent time with Amy’s folks and I hiked around some lovely areas. One morning I trekked across the Charlotte Harbor bridge at sunrise.
Now that we’re back, I’m plugging away at the employment thing. I got rejected from a job by another algorithm which determined I had not taken a state approved typing test. This seems silly, but I’ve gotten used to silly. I suppose I’ll lumber over to the Texas Workforce offices and take a test so that I can have it. I would think my age alone would prove I can type, but what do I know?
In other news, Amy shocked me last night by expressing interest in another dog. I’ve wanted a second dog for a while to keep Abby company as she ages, but Amy has been resistant…and that’s putting it mildly.
Last night, however, she rushed to show me a photo of a dog that one of my former Sunday school students has rescued and is looking to re-home. He’s exactly the type of dog I’d like, a little scraggly mutt.
I had actually seen his pictures in a Facebook post last week but thought at the time that Amy would never go for it. What do I know? It’s not a done deal, but it’s looking good. We’re going to introduce him to Abby later this week and he’s going to get neutered – not necessarily in that order.
Assuming they get along – and Abby gets along with everyone except squirrels – I suspect he’ll be joining the family. He’s being called Carter. I’m thinking we might keep that name.
I asked if Abby wanted to vote and she seemed to approve of the idea.