I’m married to Robin Gaby Fisher. I’m one lucky guy. It is coming up on 20 years of luck.
Robin spent the weekend at our Vermont home, I had to stick around NJ for some work. I took this photo last fall after we went to the top of Mt. Peg, which is a nice hike from our Woodstock house.
Robin took Sophie, one of our Bernese Mountain Dogs with her, leaving the newcomer, Zian, with me. When she got home this evening, Sophie came to greet me in the garage, so I let her into the yard, closed the door to the garage but it didn’t close all the way. Zian wanted to see Robin, so he opened the door and saw the big garage door was open. Sophie was right behind as they took off for the neighbor’s yard and the chase was on.
I caught Zian but Sophie headed for the street. I thought Zian would stay with Robin and took off after Sophie. Zian must have thought that was fun because he ran faster than Sophie through the neighborhood. Robin gets more excited than me when these events occur and I tried to calm her down in a rather rude way. After a good run we caught the dogs.
Robin’s passion is always right on the surface. She is always concerned about the innocents who can’t fend for themselves, especially animals. That’s what I love, her passion. She doesn’t do anything half-way. It is full-blown whether it is taking care of dogs, getting a great interview or thinking two caps of laundry detergent must be better than one.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.