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Nice weather we have here…
It’s so nice to have the weather cool enough to turn of the air conditioners and open the house.
The last few nights were almost cold. Great sleeping weather!
It has both dogs acting feisty and more ornery than normal. Crazy critters. They both bug The Curmudgeon to get him to play. It’s good for him and for them.
It’s a darned shame that hurricane Hermine is heading our way to wreck it.
2 down…
We caught another squirrel today. Took him on drive to the country.
Didn’t another squirrel wander through the yard shortly after returning home.
Time to re-set the trap.
First one I caught with pineapple scraps, second one with peanut butter on bread. I think the peanut butter will be the first choice in bait for us.
Time for the squirrels to leave.
We’ve set humane traps and hope to catch and move out the entire population before winter.
They ate all my tomatoes and most of my eggplants this year. They even ate the little avocado plant I’d started from a pit.
I do not want to contend with them again next season.
I want to enjoy fresh vegetables from my garden and not pay the prices at the super market.
So, buh bye tree rats. Your chariot to another neighborhood has arrived.
Thank goodness for clown dogs
I am so glad we have clowns for dogs. Though they do drive me to distraction most days, they also manage to make me laugh.
I have so many days where I feel exhausted and mentally drained beyond all possibility. Days where I am one thin thread from losing it altogether.
Then one of these two nut balls does something so totally off the wall that it gives me a good giggle, or better yet, there are those moments when they go for the belly laugh.
Darkness returns
Some days even good company and fun at the mall can’t chase away the darkness.
The Curmudgeon worried me last night. He’d taken his bed time medications and remained downstairs for a half hour afterwards.
I don’t like when he does that. He gets a bit incoherent and slurs his speech. Of course, that’s when he wants to carry on a conversation and gets frustrated with me for not understanding him.
I repeatedly tell him to go to bed.
Once he goes up, well..that’s when the tears start. I mourn him every day and each day it gets harder to watch him fall apart a little more.
Not to be outdone…Lucy scared her own squirrel
The squirrel didn’t hear me open the door.
Busy digging under the far side of the magnolia tree we were under his radar.
However, Lucy spotted his tail moving and dove out the back door all bark and bluster.
The tomato and eggplant stealing, fuzzy-tailed tree rat jumped straight up into the air about 3 feet and sprinted up the trunk of the tree with Lucy hot on his heels…until she realized she can’t climb a tree and she back flipped to the grass.
Never a dull moment around here.
Sleepy girl had a busy day.
Gavin the great white squirrel scarer
Yesterday afternoon old Gavin decided to make a vocal round of the yard.
He barked for the sake of barking at each corner of the yard.
When he got to the front, alley side corner he didn’t see the squirrel sitting on the fence, and the squirrel, as is his want, paid no attention to us.
That is until Gavin let loose with a couple of barks at the corner.
The squirrel, startled and panicked, scrambled up the tulip poplar and out of sight in record time.
I laughed so hard I almost fell down.
“Serves you right you tomato and eggplant stealing squirrel!”
Gavin enjoyed all the praise even though he had no idea why I would make such a fuss.
To boldly go where no…okay, not really…
I boldly go nowhere. I spend far too much time at home.
Inside.
What if things sounded like this:
I boldly go to the basement and do laundry.
I boldly enter the grocery store and as I subsequently leave, breathe a sigh of relief if I spend less than one hundred dollars.
I boldly take the dogs out.
Yeah, that will never fly.
Yeah, the person who didn’t want a cell phone…
Has embraced it.
My car is set up so I can use my phone hands free when needed.
I just, last night, downloaded a grocery list app because the last time G and I went to the grocery store, I forgot my list. Shopping by memory doesn’t always work. I missed several items.
The app I am using is a simple grocery list app and, so far, I like it. We’ll see how it works when I actually use it to shop next week.
I am, however, totally addicted to my Zen Koi game.
What would you like for dinner?
Have you ever felt like you’ve run dry on the ‘what’s for dinner’ front?
Yeah, I feel like that far too often these days.
Of course, The Curmudgeon is no help what-so-ever.
“What would you like for dinner?”
“I don’t know.”
“How about, would you like beef, chicken, turkey, pork, maybe a veggie and rice dish?”
“I don’t know.”
“I guess I’ll make chicken then.”
“No. We had that the other night.”
“We’ve had beef, turkey, and pork too. If I can’t fix chicken, what then?”
“I don’t know.”
“ARGH!!!” Screamed in frustration.
“You’re getting chicken. The first complaint I hear and the dogs get your dinner.”
We would like your dinner.
Great sleeping weather.
When one gets a good night’s sleep one is a more pleasant person…mostly.
Can I help getting a bit upset when given notice an hour before that The Curmudgeon had a neurologist appointment he’d long forgotten to have me put on my reminder list?
Hell no!
I have to take him.
I had plans.
So much for my plans. Screwed again.
Nothing new. I’m always last.
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