That girl again !

The last hummer left about 2 weeks ago, we don't hear the crow with the duck call anymore and September is gone completely. And with it, hopefully, also the never ending heat.
September was the hottest since records are kept here and to my great joy, there was a tad of frost on the roofs on the 2. of October.

Crissy drove from Pittsburgh for a short stint to visit her house on the West side.

Schatzi is mostly beside herself.
She can tolerate practically everybody, especially if it looks like they just come for a short visit. Unless of course, they want to walk down stairs to the toilet paper museum. Then they get blasted with a warfare woof.
But with Crissy it is a different thing.
Holy cow, she even looks like she wants to belong to the family ! Did we not get just rid of her last spring ?
Schatzi is sitting in her safety zone basket and fortress, watching Crissy's every move with eagle eyes.
What are you walking on my kitchen floor ... bark bark ....... stay away from me ... bark bark bark .... not too close to the table ...bark bark .... you don't need to sit ..... what, you are setting the table...... you mean you want to stay for dinner .......you are kidding me, right ?......absolutely no sleeping in this house !! .... Why don't you get quiet feet ........ bark ... I hate heels .....well, okay just one little petting if it has to be.
Schatzi figured out, if we make Crissy sit against the wall on the Eckbank, she can't get out. So the little Spitz peeks around the corner into the dining room and dashes up onto the window seat. Close to Dad and safely away from that girl.

We have no idea what makes her so afraid. The only thing could be, she resembles someone in the puppy mill.

Molly on the other hand found someone else to cuddle with.
She even joyfully goes on long walks with Crissy.
All is well, as long as they walk out and come back home the same route. A loop confuses Molly.
Crissy stopped to talk with Bill next door, and after a little while, Molly waited long enough. This guy looks like he has a house.
Let's go inside....... we might never find our's again.