metal mouse, we did get a storm through here about the time I was falling asleep. There were some pretty loud thunderboomers. The next two days are supposed to be clear and cold.
nellie, I’ve been singing Paradise all day myself. I taught myself to play it on the autoharp years ago and have always had an affinity for those who trekked the hillbilly highway, one side of my family included. I never got to hear Steve Goodman live, but I enjoyed his music.
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sari, Nelson misses his puppy posse too. He’s adapting to playing with the big dogs two doors down for the time being, but he really cuts loose when he has a playdate with Watson and Chip. The last I checked, AT&T charged $25 a line to add one. Personally, I would go with a phone. Were I hiring someone, red flags would go up if I got their mom’s phone number instead of the applicant.
nut, your duck aigs would have to be fertilized for you to hatch your own pet. 
When I was a teenager, a couple of my siblings won ducklings at the a carnival (they used to use live critters as prizes) and we converted our old playhouse to a duck house. My dad put a small picket fence around it and three big washtubs of water for them to splash around in and they were pets for the summer. Daffy even learned to walk on a leash. :eek: In the autumn, we released them on a safe local lake (there were a lot of domestic ducks already in residence) and we saw them a few times over the next couple of years.
I’m lucky. For the past year or so, I’ve had quiet neighbors in my building. I look in on the elderly man next door occasionally, especially now, because I want to keep a good neighbor. On the other side of him, the maintenance guy and his dad, their two dogs and cat live. Nelson likes to play with their dogs. The guy on the other end of the building drives truck, so he’s usually pretty quiet when he lands at home. I don’t hear anything from the four apartments on the other side of the building. I like it that way. 
I got my temp taken before entering irk today. They issue you a sticker that will get you through security for 24 hours. The old bat will be back next week. I think my grandboss had a come to Jesus with her and gave her the option of bringing medical documentation or strongly consider retirement.
I had to stop at Tar-jay for prescriptions after irk. Upon entry, there was a sign that listed what was out of stock. On it were hand sanitizer, rubbing alcohol, masks, etc. At the very bottom was Nintendo adapters. 
I left with prescriptions and eight more bandanas so’s I won’t be doing small loads of laundry every four days.
