Once I finally fell asleep, I had a pretty solid night of snoozage. I needed it. It’s relatively cool this morning, so in an hour or so, I’ll do the push mowage, then break out John Deere for the rest of it. Last of the outdoor chores will be harvesting whatever veggies have ripened. The cherry and grape 'maters are going crazy - I’ll be giving a few to my daughter.
Tomorrow, I’ll take Roxy for a few hours so her mama can do some major house cleaning without “help” - we’ll go to the marine museum, then maybe have a picnic - there’s a little playground in Solomons by the boardwalk.
This morning, FCD goes to see our family doc for his pre-surgicals - first knee replacement in 2 anna half weeks away. He soooooooo needs this done! Stoopit COVID backed everything up - otherwise I think he’d have had at least the first one done already. Fingers crossed for some major pain relief.
I’ve been told that it’s easier to have multiple girls than even two boys. We’ve had 2 girl dogs with no issues and we’ve got one of each cat-wise right now, so I can’t speak from experience. But it kiinda makes sense if it’s a dominance thing. And with boys, it often is a dominance thing…
I’m only sorry it wasn’t something like a moose head! We’ll see how long it lasts in the basement before it creeps me out. If nothing else, I have a future White Elephant ready to go!
It reminds me of a roll of Christmas-themed toilet paper that was passed around in FCD’s family for a number of years. No clue where it finally disappeared, but I suspect the psycho ex-sister-in-law may have tossed it. She was a real piece of work.
But enough of that memory. I shall finish caffeination, finish surfing, then I’ll don grubbies and attack the ditch before it get oppressively hot out there.