Volume 4, Issue 26 - July-September 2012 - Heraldshill!

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there. Anna said my bark was very different
from her Chica and Cisco. I wish I could have
met them, but they didn’t come this year.
Sofya and Sifrid remembered all the important
pieces for the covered wagon this year, although
they had trouble remembering where
everything was and in what order everything
had to go together because it had been two
years since they’d been to Lilies and set it up.
(They went to Moab, the Grand Canyon, etc.
with Sofya’s sister last year.)
Supper that night was deep-fried turkey
made by Anna and Johan. I like turkey!
The next day Sofya
took me to Heralds
Point. I met Caoimhin
(Kevin) and tried
out my new SCA
name, Mysha. Parm
had called me a little
“rat” when he met me, so I thought a name
that meant “mouse” would fit pretty well.
Twice, Sofya had to go to
meetings in the Royal Pavilion
and I got to go along,
since I promised to be good.
The meetings were long, and
I couldn’t hear what they
were talking about, but the
people were nice and offered
to hold me and make room
for me up front but I wanted to stay close to
Sofya and the grass in case I needed a potty
break. A man with a wooden crown (HE
Hugh) kept trying to get me
to drink water, but I was
okay. I was very nice and
quiet.
I really liked Sifrid’s
chair to nap in because I
got a nice breeze from underneath.
So Sofya made
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up a nice hammock bed
for me so I could stay
cool when I couldn’t sit
in Sifrid’s chair. I took
lots of naps, but everyone
takes naps at Lilies
War. And I’m a little
old lady in dog years!
I had plenty of my food, of course, but
one day, I didn’t eat very well. I don’t know
if it was because I was too hot, or if I just wasn’t
in the mood for roast beef in gravy.
There was lots of other food especially at
supper time, but not all of it was to my taste.
Sofya and Sifrid seemed to like it, though. I
had plenty of chances to show off my begging
trick for scraps of the turkey, chicken, and
pork which I liked. The spinach salad wasn’t
nearly interesting enough for that.
There were lots of dogs at the war, but
they mostly kept to themselves. Although,
the beagle in the New Merchant area was always
very excited to see me. One day, he was
so excited he almost pulled up the tent stake
he was tied to. I met a nice white Westie dog
at the Old Merchant area who sniffed me
very politely. And there were two little pug
puppies sitting next to me at Grand Court –
the only dogs I met who were smaller than
me. The puppies asked me to play with
them, but their mom and Sofya decided that
would be too noisy during court so we took
take naps instead.
I woke up a little
when the
Crowns had us all
do the wave when
we cried “Santa
Maria!” And I
woke up again
when Sofya passed
me to Sifrid when she went up front to help
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