Flying Fonza Feathers (Part 2)

I did NOT know there would be a Part 2 to the chicken chase.

After Bible Study Fellowship this morning,
I made my way over to have lunch with Bettye,

and retrieve my dog, Trudy.

Chicken fried steak at the Sugar Hill Country Kitchen
in Farmersville, Texas was sooooo good!

Shopping on the Square:

Found two cake plates
for all the cakes I think I will bake

and back to Bettye's house for my dog.

(who was still barking and yapping at  her fine feathered friends!)

Bettye then made her confession that the

"end of story" was really NOT the end of HER part of the story.

Trudy and Fonza's big chase scene took them

through the poison ivy patch in the woods.

Bettye's reward for capturing my sweet Schnauzer resulted in

the poison ivy oil rubbing off on her.

She swelled up like a balloon :-(

and is having to take steroids. Bless her heart.

I feel like a crummy friend to have such a pesky dog.

Trudy is feeling somewhat crummy now, too.

She had a scrubdown bath upon her return to our house.

"What kind of a welcome is that?" she asks.

It wasn't all for nothing, though.

We made it home with a dozen fresh eggs

and a feather for Trudy's bed.

Sweet dreams.