“People don’t take trips, trips take people.”

Cloudy, rainy weather is now on day 4. The breeze today is strong, and the humidity gives it a chilly dampness. The thick air subdues sound. I don’t even hear the birds.

Gracie is sleeping on the couch after her hectic two days. I haven’t been able to give her the morning pills yet. She is far too smart. I gave her some deli turkey this morning, and she spit out any piece with a hidden pill. She ate the rest. I’m down to hand in mouth pill distribution. Gracie has actually eaten a whole can of dog food. I’ll try a second can later.

Another mouse got caught in my trap two weeks after the exterminator was here. I noticed poop on the floor near the trap, a sign of a nervous mouse, so I checked. It was a gray, adult field mouse. I took it and the trap to the car, drove a bit then let the mouse go. It bounded through the tall grass. I never realized mice could bound.

On Sunday night, I was out back with Gracie. The house behind me on the next street had three outside lights lit. All of a sudden I heard a guy scream, “Come on, rabbits, I’m ready.” He yelled that a couple of times. I figure he has a garden the rabbits are enjoying. Beyond that, I have no idea what awaits those poor creatures. Peter Rabbit and Watership Down came to mind.

I finally loaded my Ghana trip pictures to the computer. I also loaded and posted last Christmas, this Easter and February’s snow storm. I did all this yesterday while I was waiting to hear about Gracie. I needed to keep busy. Looking through my trip pictures was joyful. I got to relive it all. The only thing I’d change about that trip is maybe to make it longer, spend a few more days watching elephants and use a day to visit the Rhino preserve on the river.

I have Peace Corps friends who have no intention of going back to Ghana. I know things have changed. The cities are huge and choked with traffic. People are everywhere: walking, riding in cars or taxis or on bikes, but inherently Ghana hasn’t changed nor have the wonderful Ghanaian people. In Bolga, market day is still every third day. Mostly women sell cooked food along the sides of the roads. Kids are still drawn to white people though I don’t understand why. I know in my day it was the rarity of white people in the Upper Region. Taxi drivers still inflate the fares so we still get to bargain. The food was and still is amazing, except for kenkey which I never liked. If I were rich enough, I’d go back for a farewell tour.

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8 Comments on ““People don’t take trips, trips take people.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    I’m so glad Gracie has eaten a whole can of food 🙂 I read those post at work today and writing a comment via the phone is just too much auto spelling to correct 🙂

    That must have been one desperate garden owner 🙂 🙂 or a very drunk one I guess 🙂 My closest neighbor has voles and moles in his garden and I can see how he suffers because the lawn seems to be sacred for him. He sometimes look over to me and says You never have any voles, why? and then he says it must be the dogs keeping them away 🙂

    It’s always the money isn’t it. I fully understand why You would like to go back again!

    I just found a tick on my stomach and now I’m expecting to get both lyme disease and meningitis, not to mentio allthe other new diseases they found out ticks spread 🙂 I already have every symptom there is even if they shouldn’t show up until Thursday as earliest 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      Gracie has also eaten hamburger and rice. She is doing well. I just picked up a different medication for her wetting at night. The one she was taking didn’t work. Everyone who has a dog with the same problem uses the one I just got for her.

      I don’t think he was drunk. I think he was angry and frustrated. I saw a rabbit on my lawn this morning. It was big and healthy looking so it is finding enough food. Maybe it is enjoying that guys garden. He needs a fence.

      Gracie’s care has depleted my money. I have spent between $3 and $4 thousand in the last six months. She is well worth it, but I’d like to be able to save again.

      There is a new disease you can get from deer ticks, but I won’t name it in case you expect to get it!

      Have a great evening!!

      • olof1 Says:

        I’ve read about that disease but so far just one gotten it here, what we know.

        Yes our dogs are wortyh it but as You say it would be nice to be able to save some money again 🙂

      • katry Says:

        Gracie is not doing well. I had to take her to the emergency vet again at 1:00 am this morning. The vet she saw the other night just called and he is suggesting a battery of tests to the tune of $2000.00. I think I can manage that but no more. Gracie is just not getting better. This is killing me.

  2. William Sandford Says:

    Do you have a link to your photos?
    Gracie is one smart cookie, knowing where the pills are hidden.
    I found a baby rattlesnake on my walk today. It coiled then hissed at me. Lisa and her dog were stalked by a deer today. Our world is being taken over by the animals.

    • katry Says:

      I’m posting the pictures tomorrow. I only have the holiday and the storm shots up now. You can find them on my other blog:


      There is a movie though I forget the title where the animals attack, including pets.

      I haven’t ever seen a rattlesnake. I’m glad it was a baby.

  3. im6 Says:

    I noticed on your reply to Birgit’s comment on the Norah Jones song, you mentioned the extreme temperatures in the West (124ˆº in Phoenix which has grounded planes). I decided that makes this the perfect song to commemorate Beach Boy Brian Wilson’s 75th birthday today.

    • katry Says:

      I can’t believe that Brian Wilson is 75 today. When did we all get so old?

      This is not a song I know. Thanks!!

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