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If looks could kill…
This was Patty at the vet’s office. Patty was not happy. Patty is real good at giving stink-eye.
I’m happy to say that she is feeling better and actually ate breakfast yesterday. She was eager for her dinner too.
Now all we have to do is wait for her blood test result on Monday to see if we have anything going on we don’t know about.
You all have a good one!
I can do without the snow and ice.
We did have a few days of unseasonably warm weather and of course that tends to lull one into a false sense of security. I hadn’t as yet put the liner in my good jacket and had taken my hoodie out of my old jacket again so I could wear just the hoodie in the ‘warmer’ weather.
In the last hour the temperature dropped ten degrees and shows no sign of stopping.
Even though it has turned to plain old rain again, I know that in a few more hours there’s ice, sleet, and snow in store for us. Yuck. At least Texas got snow before we did. 😉
This date last year.
A foggy night…I love it!
When I took the garbage out, I had to stop and take in the sight of the heavy fog blocking out anything half a block away. I do love when the fog cloaks the cemetery. Shades of Bela Lugosi! You almost expect him to walk up and tap you on the shoulder.
Two a.m. and the temperature is up to fifty-seven degrees, the warmest it has been all day…um …well, night. Strange weather we’re having for sure.
Yesterday afternoon the fog wasn’t as dense but still had us pretty well socked in.
She doesn’t want to go out now…
Another dog post?! Yes, I guess it has been one of those weeks.
My neighbor’s little bitty rat terrier chihuahua mix dog managed to get herself locked out of the house (in their fenced in yard) yesterday. We’re glad the weather wasn’t bad and the temperature was above 50 degrees.
The Curmudgeon, once he realized that she was outside and no one was home, called the three, in case of emergency numbers, we have for them while I attempted to get her to come to me. She refused and kept running away, foolish girl, she could have spent the day in a warm crate tormenting Patty and Gavin.
At last we got a phone call and was told someone would be home shortly to take care of her. Not long after that, the neighbor’s daughter appeared and the little dog was inside and happy. Later in the evening my neighbor came over to thank us and told us the little dog had no desire to go out at the moment. 😉 I wouldn’t either if I were her.
English: A sleeping Rat Terrier (Photo credit: Wikipedia) She sort of looks likes this one only smaller and with longer hair.
Soft bully, warm bully….
Patty discovered the new throw. It is very soft, furry, and warm. She likes it. She never sits on the couch with me and yet, when she discovered this fabulous new throw, she leapt upon the couch and somersaulted into the throw rolling herself into doggy burrito.
Gavin’s green-eyed-monster raised its head and he joined us on the couch.
You all have a good one!
No one knew what they were for…
Years ago, when we used to put up a tree for the holiday, we came up with a clever arrangement to keep the tree from tumbling to floor when the resident cat or dogs wanted to mess with it. We lost a few trees to cats who climbed them, or dogs who want to play around them, or both.
We got smart and ran wire from the two decorative rings on the wall to the tree. Never lost a tree after that. 😉
You all have a good one!
RIP to both Paul Walker and Roger Rodas
My opinion may not be popular, but I feel so sorry for the family and friends left behind to grieve, and angry that they, yes I said they, pulled such stunt that endangered others. Two grown men were in the car and had to be in agreement to the reckless act for it to happen.
I find it very sad that Paul Walker and Roger Rodas, men old enough to know better, are dead because they thought that a car was a toy to be played with and were speeding on a public street.
What crawled up his butt?
As I sit here at the computer I am giggling. Why am I giggling? Because Gavin, the foolish old dog, has barked at me all night. He claims I am not paying him enough attention, or something along that line.
This is not your average bark coming from him either. It’s a higher pitch scolding bark with the stink-eye to go with it. All I can do is laugh, which makes him scold me all the more.
It’s not like I didn’t spend a few hours snuggling with him on the couch after dinner or scratching his belly off and on all afternoon.
Him spoiled? No…um…well… not much.
Don’t worry, Patty gets her share of attention around here, but she insists on her Daddy doing it. 😉
You all have a good one!
Nope, I am planting my butt on the couch.
I will not be leaving the house today. I refuse to go anywhere near a store on Black Friday.
I had to work many a Black Friday when I was a retail manager. I hated it then and I hate it even more now. I don’t know how many of you hard-core bargain hunters are aware that most of the people working in those stores you throng to are there not from choice but because it is ‘work the day or get fired.’
Oh yes, while you get to enjoy your time off retail workers don’t get the time off. Keep this in mind when you are dragging your feet at closing time on Christmas eve too. They can’t leave until you get the heck out of the freaking store. Are the bargains really worth it?
English: DC USA, Target, Black Friday (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Have I run out of wall space yet?
Not on your life.
I put the third picture up on the wall and I still have room for more. 
If you can’t see it well enough…
Here it is.
This one is my absolute favorite picture…a water color by Maggie Burns. What a fabulous talent she is.
Honoring my Father
My father died on this day in 1995 after spending 15 years in a nursing home. He’d suffered a major stroke that took away his power of speech and some of his reason.
Not a day goes by where I don’t think of him and miss him terribly. I have few pictures of him, the ones I do have, I treasure.
4/8/1915-11/27/1995
I love you Pop.
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