Paws on the Sand (not)

The oven-mitt continues to be a huge success. Prada and I played with it for over an hour at a park on Devil's Lake, near the Pacific Ocean yesterday. In order to avoid the record high of 107 Fahrenheit in Salem, Mom and I ran off to Lincoln City on the coast, where the weather was more favorable: lightly cloudy with highs in the upper 70's, lower 80's. Once again, though, I didn't feel like braving the task of de-sanding Prada that evening so we didn't go out onto the beach, just wandered around the shopping district. One of these days I'll actually get up the nerve to take her out on the beach but that hasn't happened yet. We're planning a beach excursion, a last family vacation before I leave for Huntsville, in a week and a half so maybe that'll be the day.

While crossing a rather wide street on the north end of town, Prada and I discovered a new traffic issue: right-hand turning vehicles at an intersection. Y'know, where you can turn right on a red light under certain conditions? Yeah. That sounds just like the parallel surge e blind folks use to determine whether or not it's safe to cross. The best way to avoid this, I guess, is to just wait an entire light cycle to better gauge the flow of traffic. This makes a trip take a little longer but if it keeps us from getting squishes I won't argue too much.

Right on red is still a challenge, but it’s best overcome with patience and a little extra caution.  There are so many quirks about traffic and driving that I never learned because I can’t drive…still haven’t read the Driver’s Manual, but it’s still on my list!