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4th of July war zone
Honestly, I can do without all the fireworks. They began before June. Yesterday they started in the afternoon and continued all night. For a city where it is illegal to set off fireworks we certainly did have a lot of big stuff going off.
I pity the pets. I pity people like The Curmudgeon who go to bed early and had such a total disruption of their night.
I might have been a jolly participant in the festivities if they hadn’t scared our rescue dog Lucy and given me one hell of headache. Yes, it was that much and that loud in our neighborhood. There was no getting away from them. I had to hold Lucy in my lap all night.
I wish the police could enforce the law but with so many people setting them off it is impossible for them to do it.
If I’m lucky my headache will leave before I wake up. If I can get to sleep.
You all have a good one.
Happy 4th…
Because The Curmudgeon doesn’t tolerate heat well we won’t be picnicking outside. If it doesn’t rain I will be grilling our dinner. I’m not sure what that is yet.
Poor Lucy is not thrilled with fireworks so I have no idea what she’s going to do when the city sets off its display and all the idiots around here do their versions. This will not be fun. She didn’t like the thunderstorm last night.
We have new idiots down the street that have been setting off huge aerial fireworks, set up improperly so they are going off low near the roofs. They will most likely set a house on fire this weekend. I hope it is not mine.
You all have a happy and safe day.
Ruff day!
Hot weather again yesterday wore this little gal out.
G and I spent the afternoon driving out to our favorite garden shop where I found this guy just waiting for me to pick him up and take him home.
He’s hysterical and anatomically correct.
I have to do some planting tomorrow. I have eggplants, pepper plants, white sage plants, petunias, and Greek oregano.
You all have a good one!
More bits and bobs
Wow, it did get warm yesterday. Totally put The Curmudgeon on the sidelines. When I came downstairs he told me the dogs needed to go out and he couldn’t walk anymore. He, after a few hours downstairs, went up to stay in bed. It was not a good day for him at all.
I had a doctor appointment, my every three months check. My doctor has recently had his own health problems crop up and it’s delightful that he takes it with humor. The man had me giggling like a fool with his jokes.
Lucy is not pleased with the idiots who are setting off the fireworks around here. Neither am I. Gavin doesn’t give a darn.
Tell them to stop with the boomers, Mom.
Miscellaneous
Whew, going to be stinking hot here today. Good thing we already have the AC running. I don’t know what we’d do without the AC. The Curmudgeon wouldn’t be able to move at all without it. Told him if he goes outside he’d better wear his ice vest.
Why do people who are calling for charity donations get pissed off when I tell them we are on a do not call list? I’m not going to give to them anyway when they call me at 10:00 p.m. and are rude to me.
Lucy likes to watch Swamp People. Silly dog. “Choot ’em Lizabeth!”
15 minutes a day training
Gavin and Lucy are getting along, although at times she gets to be a bit much for him. Those are the times when he decides the crate is where he wants to be. He closes his door so he is safe from her excitement and comfortable enough to take a good nap.
Yes, he is getting old and showing it lately. We didn’t realize how much until live wire Lucy joined our family. We forgot how busy these guys can be.
Lucy does enjoy our quiet lifestyle but only because we give her several good workouts a day.
She’s learned her recall very well, she knows drop it, she sits, and she gives paw on command. We will begin working on her down and stay. I hope to be able to build a few obstacles for her to play on and have fun with.
You all have a good one!
The best laid plans…
I’d planned to move bricks to build the new garden area yesterday. That didn’t happen.
Instead, for some odd reason, I washed dog bedding and bathed a certain little Lucy dog. Just as well, since she’s off to see the vet on Friday for her follow-up.
Next time that Mommy person puts dis wed baving suit on me I will hide.
You haz bedder habs a cookie for me Daddy person.
Bedtime around here is always a hoot
Behind me, one of those crates is bouncing about. Yep, you’d be right if you guessed the grey one with the little girl in it. She’s fixing her bedding for the night.
She just did a wild hucklebutt moments before ending with her piling into her crate and then sticking her head out to make sure I knew she was ready for bed.
Gavin just barks at me to cover his crate. LOL! What a pair they are.
You all have a good one!
It’s a dog’s life
It’s all about a nice stretch out on the rug….
And a snuggle with Dad…
Privacy please!!!! No pupparatzi!
It waz a walk in da park!
Da Momma person and da Auntie G took me to da park!
Da Momma sayz I am a berry busy girl and must’ve walked free times as far as she did.
How is dat possible?
I walked wib her.
I met a lot ob nize peoplez.
Da Momma person splained to each one that this was my first time at da park and she wanted to socialize me, what eber dat means, would dey tawk to me and petted me? Dey was all berry nize.
Da Momma person sayz I should be tired but I iz not.
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