While no one was watching….

Katherine and I spent some time out in the yard today, tidying things and spraying sand in about eight different directions. She had a blast. Moss discerned that hoses are really related to snakes and need pouncing upon, vigourous shaking and the deft application of very sharp teeth. At least, that’s his story. Mine varies…

Melba

   On Friday, a sunny, crisp day, our greyhound Melba made her trip to the Rainbow Bridge. It’s taken me a few days to pull myself together enough to write this and, truth to tell, I’m not doing much better now than I was then. While I have no regrets about our part in Melba’s…

If I make any money at all…

…. this fair/Christmas, I’m buying enough heavy-duty laminate flooring (or some other easily cleaned flooring) to redo our bedroom. Soon. Very soon. Sooner than that even. What idiot thought that white carpeting in a room that lets out directly into the backyard was a good idea?? I mean, really, I don’t care if you have…

Falling back

What a strange weekend. Friday was a typical Friday and a good day, as I mentioned in my last entry. Friday night I got next to no sleep, for a wide variety of reasons, some of which have inspired me to keep my toilet cleaner for occasions on which I might view it at close…

Compensatory Day

I’m working a day behind again, but here goes yesterday…..  Katherine and I decided to take advantage of a break in the lousy weather and headed out along the Father Troy Path of the East Coast Trail. Feeling self-indulgent, I decided to take only Wikket, instead of my usual canine entourage. Wikket will never run…