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Yay Nike!

I’ve had it! I have had enough!

I am selling the planters from the front porch and going down to hanging plants and one pot with rocks and a fake plant in the rocker.

The damned squirrels have made one mess after another digging up the plants in the planters tossing the dirt all over the porch.

It ends now.

I am also going to hire someone to trap and relocate as many squirrels as possible.

Here I thought we were done with the AC for a while. Nope.

At least I got a chance to clean out the filters before I had to turn them all back on though.

Lucy spent most of this afternoon trying to sit on my lap. Every time I sat down, there she was.

She’s my baby.

Large spiders that scare the freaking crap out of me in my kitchen sink must be prepared to die.

OMG.

The humongous wolf spider found out that scaring me when I am armed with a big spoon means he dies beaten to a pulp. Yes, he met his death by spoon.

I guess he didn’t read the spider agreement.

They stay outside or out of my sight and I leave them alone. I see them in my house, they die.

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The loud thump thump thump of a car stereo’s bass sent Lucy scurrying to her crate thinking it was thunder again.

I could hear the transom window above the front door rattling with the beat and didn’t blame her one bit.

I know I take a lot of pills. Mine are for my blood pressure, heart, and the rest are vitamins.

However, what The Curmudgeon takes in a single day, is almost double what I take in total for a week.  His are a combination of mostly medications for his MS, a few for his arthritis, and a few vitamins.

It takes me an hour to put together 8 days worth of his pills in containers.

If I put the entire month together in the holder (not always possible because of the way they prescribe the drugs) it takes me two to three hours.

Yep, he should sound like a rattle.

You can see the squirrels laugh at her.

Lucy tries.

She just doesn’t get it.

She doesn’t understand that squirrels go up trees.

They love it. They race across the grass in front of her, go around to the back of the tree and go up.

She can’t figure it out.

Kiss my princess patooty!

We hit 96 according to my car thermometer and the humidity was pretty bad.

In other words my asthma was having a field day and my inhaler got a work out today. Wheeze!

G and I made a Target run so I could pick up a couple movies The Curmudgeon wanted and get my phone plan paid for for the upcoming year.

The Curmudgeon was under strict orders when I left to stay indoors and not to even think of going on the back porch which was like a sauna.

He decided his time was best spent taking his afternoon nap. LOL

Lucy spent her time snoozing in her crate in front of the AC.

I am NOT pouting!

So, of course, he just had to go get a hair cut today.

I dropped him at the Holiday and popped over to the bagel shop for quick lunch of a fresh from the oven everything bagel with lox and cream cheese for an early lunch.

By the time I finished he was paying for his hair cut.

Off for home we went.

The heat got to him by the time we got in the house he was not able to walk much more and barely made it to his chair. (His shirt today)

Every morning I wait to see if he comes down the stairs able to walk well enough to get to his chair and maybe get his own breakfast.

Or will I have to call 911 to get him back to his bed again or for an ambulance to take him to the hospital?

Anxiety?

Oh yeah. Plenty.

Lucy was back to her barky perky self.

She heard me talking to Kevin from next door this morning and was tin cupping her crate door to get out and go see him when I came in so of course she got to go.

Later it was saying HI! to Carlos and Viviana through the fence out back.

Leaping on The Curmudgeon’s lap for attention.

Wild bully runs slamming the couch into the radiator.

Scolding me for cookies and outs off and on all day–yeah, she’s BAAAAACK!

What is this thing you call personal spaze?

Lucy got to mingle with her adoring fans at ABE Veterinary today. She went for her third allergy shot. The second one lasted longer than the first since she only just began to get itchy again the last couple of days.

However, at 4 a.m. this morning she was feeling a bit under the weather so if we hadn’t already had the vet appointment I would have been making one for her.

It’s not that she was ‘SICK’ sick, she was more like feeling a tad puny, was desperate to go out at 4 a.m. and had a softer than normal stool with a mucosy covering. I know for those of you who aren’t doggy people that is a bit too much information–forgive me. That to me denotes an upcoming problem and since it was FRIDAY, you dog people know darned well if I had ignored that, by Saturday she would have been deathly ill.

So, along with her allergy shot it’s antibiotics and probiotics for the girl and she’s already feeling better tonight.