It seems that the pups have decided every evening after dinner it is time for a crazy romp.  This hucklebutting, chase me, chase you, on and off the couch, living room to kitchen insanity is a hoot.

If you saw these two you’d never believe that Gavin is going on twelve and Patty is nine.  They make us smile and laugh.  They are our greatest blessing.

You all have a good one and keep on laughing.

We’ll see. 

Oh, yeah the theory…if I keep taking the dogs outside with me eventually they will get bored with grazing or beating the crap out of each other and will begin to relax in the yard and let me work rather than have to keep my eyes on them all the time.

Or not…

Patty says, “Oh, Brudder let me gnaw on yer neck.”    Yeah, I’ll get to work out there with them…not very likely.

     It’s a darned shame that with nice weather my energy levels didn’t go up.  If they had, I would’ve done so much yesterday that people would have fallen down in dead faints to see it.

     However, no one fainted, and I accomplished only minimal amounts of work.  I think my get up and go, got up and went.  If you happen to see it would you kindly direct it back here?

     Being outside in the sunshine was a pure invitation to laziness and my playful side.  The dogs and I had a rip-roaring wild game of find Mommy–tag, she’s it!  They are still snoring in their crates.  Funny, by now they normally want a last out.  I may have to wake them for that.

     You all have a good one! 

     Blessings on Boston.  A candle burns in this house for you all.

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