Happy Doggio Day!
Had a sudden lapse of apathy, and vacuumed the place. It needed it.
Now debating going shopping; on one hand, I’m out of stuff I usually consider necessary, but on the other, I’m still not sure how far I wish to be from a bathroom. I think I have finally discovered the downside of not living in a shared house; lack of emergency minions.
Happy Saturday!
Happy Birthday Doggio!
It’s 37 and overcast outside.
Supposed to be warmer this weekend with rain today, tomorrow, and Toosday.
I just woke up, and only because the dog was sleeping on my feet and I couldn’t move. Of course I could have pushed him over but he’s spoiled.
I need to get up and get busy.
You are nm.
Thanks ,everybody!
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off today. And for once birthday hockey.
Hammer?
If you were the one pushing something the size of a watermelon through something the size of a garden hose, you’d be less enthusiastic, too.
Pepper, next time keep the pie to yourself.
Happy birthday doggio!
Tis a rainy, albeit warm for February day in middle Tennessee. Up, caffeinating, dog walked, towels ready for the dryer, breakfasted and ready for breakfast KP.
I need to purtify and go to the PO to mail valentines. Tonight will be rosemary garlic roasted chicken, garlic roasted carrots, fried cabbage, rice and sesame cucumber salad washed down with a nice reisling. Cooking for a rainy day.
Most of this post could be me. My hubby has been starting the day in long pants and long sleeve shirt. Around lunch he changes into shorts and short sleeve shirt. Of course it’s all dirty so he’s killing me on laundry.
I am much better today with the achy muscles. This was not at all painful sinus wise. I am sniffing salt water many times per day and letting some clots out. Sorry for TMI.
I could could go back to irk but since I have the leave schedule I think I will take advantage.
Happy Birthday Doggiooo I hope you have a special day.
Still cloudy but the ice is slowly melting.
My fir tree is unfrozen and standing upright again.
Sah-son is getting ready to go scrape the sidewalk.
The dog is wild today.
Happy Birthday Doggio!
Moomm I’m pretty sure you’re more excited than your daughter. You have a rough idea what’s coming, and she doesn’t. Plus, she’s got the whole unspoken dread of childbirth thing going on. It’s a good thing kids are cute.
There is a request to go out to breakfast at a local pancake place. I don’t really wanna, but if’n I don’t go, I suspect no one will go. Sigh. I guess I am the social glue.
Fair warning, this is going to be an unhappy post.
I am complete and cowardly scum, and I need others to reaffirm this statement. It will make up a little for the awful thing I did this morning.
I went out for breakfast. A few blocks, and around the corner from where I was headed, I hit a dog and killed it. It was just suddenly there in front of my car, and I didn’t have time to even try and swerve away. It’s not that I hit it that has me so upset, it’s that I didn’t stop. I could see in my back mirror that it was limp and unmoving, and nobody was around. I didn’t have the guts to pull over to check and make sure of it. Now somebody may be mourning, as I once did. The guy who hit my first dog stopped at least, and apologized, even though it wasn’t his fault either.
After eating and trying not to cry I drove back and the body was gone. So somebody else had the courage I didn’t have to deal with it. At this point I don’t know what to do. I drove out to our local shelter and made a donation, to salve my puny conscience. I put a donation in a GoFundMe account of a friend that needs help. But that won’t bring back that poor dog
As I sit here typing I’m crying. What I ***didn’t ***do is what is bothering me. If only I could go back and change things I’d do anything. If you MMP’s feel there is something else I could do I’ll do it. Goid forgive me, I am so sorry.
Oh Cupcakes {{{hugs}}}. There was nothing you could have done to stop in time. When shock sets in, it’s hard to think clearly and make the choices we would normally make. If it would make you feel better, you could go back to the neighborhood and know on a few doors near the accident to try and find the owners, or you can chalk it up to a life lesson and move on. I am so sorry it happened. It’s a horrible feeling.
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Happy Birfday, Doggio!!!
That’s all I got.
Baker What Sunny said. Nothing you could have done. Hugs.
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Loooooonnnggg run this moaning before Noah floats by tomorrow (2-4" expected overnight & thru tomorrow), followed by my first Duck (sammich); very, very sweet. I’m in for the day, though I may go get groceries later instead of tomorrow.
Need a shower, laundry, & a nap before making dinner; crunchy, baked mac & cheese. Woman at the deli counter ain’t the brightest bulb in the socket. I asked for a 1lb block of cheese. She pulled out a block & weighed it, it was 1½ lbs. She had to ask the deli manager where to cut it to make it a pound. :smack: Then she was going to try to do in on the slicer; deli manager takes it from her, grabs a knife, & one ::hathunk:: later has approx. the exact amount.
Laundry is done, the pellet stove is de-ashed, and I even pushed the vacuum cleaner around for a bit. Didn’t paint, tho. Tomorrow. No, really. I will…
We never object to being woken up for snacks or killing spiders for the ones we love.
Doggio!!! Happy birthday you old tequila-head. Tequila-Y? Something that indicates you should drink tequila.
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I make a dang good brisket even if’n I do say so myself. YUM! So tender and the roasted veggies were perfection as well. Plus enough for N.O.L. tomorrow, so win-win!
{{{CupCakes}}} I understand you feel really bad but I think Sunny said it best. There was nothing you could have done to prevent this. Find a way to forgive yourself which I think you have by giving to the animal shelter.
Happy B-Day Doggio
{{{{Baker}}}} I think we all have those instances where we have done (or not done) something that we wished we hadn’t, that we thought we would never do, but what I can tell you is (1) You probably will remember it a lot longer than you want too (2) Life will go on and (3) just maybe the next time something occurs that triggers this memory you’ll do something different. Life happens at the speed of living it–no telling what come next. Take care.
Did my standard five indoor game refereeing stint and then ate out at a new Restaurant here (Metro Diner). They have a very good meatloaf so I think I’ll put them on the regular rotation for eating out.
Otherwise cool (mid-50F) and wet all day, so I am not planning anything ambitious for the evening.