We’re staying in the keys – Trish and three Roberts. So this morning, one of the Roberts is looking for jam or honey to spread on toast. He pulls out a jar of mango preserves called, “Robert is here.”
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The day after I found ‘Robert is Here’ Mango preserves in the refrigerator, one of the Roberts left. Meanwhile, Trish and the remaining two went out to lunch at Pepe’s in Key West.
As we waited for our meals, a man with a golden retriever walked into the patio where we were seated. The dog looked a lot like our Jessie, who died last year, and Trish walked over to visit the dog. When she came back, my friend Robert asked, “What was that dog’s name?”
“Robert,” Trish said. “That’s what the guy said.
I’d never heard of a dog named Robert, but it fit with the Robert serial synchonicity.