Happy Thorsday!
It was a chilly and windy 53 degrees at the park. I wore a light jacket, because when I let the dogs out at 1am, it was nice out. I was cold at the park.
I left early because of 1) the cold and 2) Barky mom. I almost lost it on her twice this morning.
Once when she asked if I got Cerby a shock collar and I said no. I said he is doing better (he is) and she said he doesn’t seem to be any better to her. While her dogs are barking their fool heads off. I started to say, like you would know anyway.
Then a couple of us were talking about being cold, none of us were expecting it. When nobody else was around (off picking up poop) she snaps at me that maybe I should get my heavy coat out and keep it out instead of complaining about the cold.
I was so damn close to saying F’ you and going over to the small dog side with Lucy dad.
I wasn’t complaining, it was a statement of fact.
Humpy jumped on me so hard, she is a stealth jumper, and it hurt. Humpy also jumped up on a new person and startled her, and Barky/Humpy mom just laughs and says she is such a loving dog.
Barky and Humpy barked so damn much that nobody could talk.
I have just had enough.
All they do is bark bark bark, and she defends it.
Her dogs just want to play; your dog shouldn’t be hiding under the table.
If two dogs are playing, it’s her dog’s job to referee. Her dog is so kind, she doesn’t want another dog to get hurt.
What the F’ ever.
Cerby went on the small side with Echo and Ripple. He barked a lot because he wanted to be with her.
At least he shuts up when I tell him to.
Cerby is going upstairs now. Echo lets him. I think I liked it better when he stayed downstairs. He is like a whirlwind; I don’t even see him coming. Every time I roll over, he is there beside the bed demanding attention.
I think my downspout got replaced. I suppose I should have stuck my head outside and looked, but I hate opening the front door. The dogs get excited and I don’t want to deal with that today.
Ripple is sick, so he isn’t doing much of anything. He was fine at the park, but I noticed he got a bit quiet. I thought it was because of Barky and Humpy, he gets very quiet and clingy when they bark. He was pretty slow walking out of the park. By the time we got home, you could see he wasn’t feeling well. Probably an episode of shar pei fever. I had to force an aspirin in him, he wouldn’t even eat a Vienna sausage. I hate forcing a pill in him, shar pei fever makes their jaw hurt and I know forcing it is painful.
He seemed to feel better for a while, then I could see the droopiness starting again. More aspirin for him.
Have to agree with you Swampy on Barry Manilow, just no. Neil Sedaka, Paul Anka, and Perry Como too.
Welcome back Sticky
I hope you feel better soon Taters
and Mr JtC too
I’ll be so happy when the elections are over. I very seldom get snail mail, and I have been getting a ton from everybody running. Especially the one I can’t stand, I have to wonder how many trees has he killed sending out all this crap.
Then there are the emails, text messages, and phone calls. I got those for both Washington County and Anne Arundel County. And I get stuff in my mother’s name too.
I don’t plan to turn my video on, though (no more adulting!).The election isn’t for three more weeks, but it’s a formality for my position: by Thanksgiving I’ll be able to call myself an “executive committee member-at-large (elect)”!
But it’s definitely the place where Eva recorded her live album.
Egads! I thought I had it fixed a week ago and now I can’t print from Excel, although I can print a test page. Oy!
