Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Henry on Long Island

My plane arrived at the Long Island airport earlier than scheduled so there was no one there to meet me. Since the bags weren't riding the carousel yet, I walked around the empty airport, looking for Mom. I spotted a woman and a little dog on a leash, walking away from me.


Yeah, I'm afraid I called Henry's name instead of my Mom's, but I had a hunch he was the one who might run to me. He did. He turned at the sound of my voice and pulled on his leash while Mom continued in the other direction.

But soon they were both on the same page, making their way to me. Henry lost his mind- wiggling around on the floor and whimpering- as other passengers walked by obviously jealous. (I could tell by the way they pretended not to notice us.)

Henry helped me with my bag and resisted the urge to pee on it. What a good boy!

But then he did the strangest thing. He started to look at the people around us, as if he thought he might know someone else. He strained against his leash, trying to get to one man in particular. You can see him here, his tail wagging at some poor schlub he was sure was a member of his family.

Back at Mom's house, Henry collapsed in a chair, drained from the task of retrieving me from the airport.

But then he remembered I was there! "Hi, Mommy! I will sit here and stare at you coz I'm so happy to see you!"

Um, no, that wasn't it at all. I realized he was staring at the chicken leg in my hand. Didn't take his eyes off it.

For the rest of the week, dear Henry did this:

Until it was time to get in the car and take me back to the airport.

The end.


Anonymous said...

Caryl, Just love the Henry stories!! He still remembered you voice, thats great!!


Anonymous said...

Just look how handsome he is!

He probably thought the big giant loud place that made mom appear would make everyone else he likes appear too!

No wonder he had to take frequent naps in the chair. He was overwrought.


caryl said...


Anonymous said...

Excuse me, but aren't we supposed to have a name for the Henry Fan Club yet? What is up with that! And, nice of Henry to spend time with you during your visit. He is so busy that it was kind of him to share with you! Missing Henry in NE

caryl said...

Boy, what a nag! But you're right. I think we need a new vote.

Anonymous said...

Henry loves you! He sits on your lap (or your back -whichever one presents itself!) and waits outside the bathroom door while you shower. What a sweety - oh, yes, you, too.

Love, Mom