Cork

Today was actually a beautiful sunny day here in Ireland. It didn't rain. Not even once!! We drove to Cork which is one of the largest cities here. The city has tons of places to shop and many cute places to eat. We finally had a decent meal at a restaurant. It wasn't pub food, shocking..!!! It may come as a surprise that the food quality here leaves something to be desired. We were happy to find the exception. (Name of the rest. was Scoozi's) The kids were thrilled to order dessert from the grown up's menu. Considering that the dessert that came with their meal is ice cream and jello. In the same bowl. Yuck. Gordon Ramsay has nothing to worry about. As you can see from the pictures, they were satisfied with their choices.

Our intent was to have lunch in Cork and go on to Cobh (pronounced cove). This is the last port of call for the Titanic. It is also where the victims of the Lusitania are buried. It has a great museum that Ian and Emma were looking forward to seeing. Not so much. We couldn't find it. We tried. We failed. Maybe Cobh, like the Titanic, is somewhere at the bottom of the ocean. So we drove 2 hours for lunch. But it was a good lunch.

Dog sitting

We are watching a dog for some friends of ours who are traveling. He is a ginormous 8 year old rottweiler named Rambo. He is the most laid back dog ever. We have discovered that Rambo has an active period during the day. It lasts about 3 minutes so you have to be careful to catch it. The rest of the time is spent sleeping on whatever surface he can stuff his body on. He is not supposed to go on the furniture, but you can see how well that turned out. Would you move that?

He is also the only dog I know that purrs. When you pat his head, he makes this noise that sounds like he is about to tear your head off. His mom Paula has assured me that this means he is happy and not about to kill you. So far...so good.

Rambo has discovered that he is the long lost member of the cow herd in our backyard. Normally, the girls are skittish and take off when we are around but they were fascinated by Rambo. They followed him when he was outside and gave him kisses. Perhaps he looked like a calf? He is about the same size!

We also discovered that Rambo and the pony CANNOT stand each other. They circle each other warily looking for an opening to nip at each other. Dunkin the donkey just watches them and honks at the top of his lungs egging them on. It is very noisy here on the funny farm.