Gavin the old dog has had two bad nights. I’m hoping he does better tonight.

The Curmudgeon had a very bad day, then yesterday was better, I’m hoping today is also good.

I look around at all the dirt and grime and wish I had the energy to clean this damned house or a crew to get it done for me so all I have to do is keep it up afterwards.

It’s all gotten too far ahead of me.

The more I see it, the more depressed I get.

The more depressed I get, the less energy I have to do it.

Most days these days, I just say fuck it.

Does everyone have days where they’d rather be completely alone all day or better yet, for a few days?

Or is that just me?

I crave it like some crave sweets.

I can’t help it, the constant demands on me have turned me into quite the antisocial person.

But, then again, I do enjoy going out and having fun with my friends.

I guess I am an extroverted introvert or is that an introverted extrovert?

Today’s Tee shirt

Watching Gavin grow old is hard.

Poor dog still bounces around on his good days.

But he sure does wobble and stumble on his bad ones.

Clearly today was a bad one.

He’s still game though.

Gentlemen,
Never tell your wife, “Wow, you sure are getting grey.” if you are the cause of every grey hair on her head.

You might not survive.

Sometimes he forgets that I write murder mysteries. Not smart.

Today’s Tee shirt

I have three collections.

1. Bull Terrier figurines and things. Putting this collection on hold. I have far too many and sort of getting rid of some.
2. Tee shirts. One can never have too many.
3. And finally Gargoyles, mine range in size from tiny to an outdoor six-foot tall torch holder.

I added a new Gargoyle the other day.

Spent the day being pestered by a mosquito determined to give me a record number of bites in one day.

Not to mention flying in my face at odd times doing landings and take offs. Then there were the flits between my eyes and my glasses.

If ever I wanted a mosquito (or probably more, all the bites and pestering couldn’t have come from only one.) dead.

I wanted this one (or those) very dead.

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.

Trap worked and we relocated one squirrel.

Hope he enjoys his new home…