Happy Moonday! I know it’s supposed to be Moanday, but I thought this sounded more romantic. Also, maybe you’ve been wanting to moon someone but were waiting for the right day. Today is it.
I’m headed to the gym in a bit, then to a couple of stores. I have a few small projects to get to today, and then Old Flame is supposed to call. Tomorrow I have an eye appointment which, with walking, will take up most of the day. I should find out what’s next for me peepers then. Wednesday is the same, but with the retinal specialist, who always peers in, says hmm, no changes, and that he’ll see me in six months. (I’m grateful for the “no changes” bit.)
I forgot to say yesterday that I told son and DIL that my Pretend Friends on the Interwebs were saddened by Old Very Good Dog’s passing, and they were really moved. Thank you all for your kindness. You’re a Very Good Bunch, indeed.
Oopsie, there’s nothing wrong with not feeling sad about the death of someone with whom you had no connection and not wanting to travel and go through the whole emotional funeral. Of course, you feel sorry for your dad and his sibs, but you’ve also been to a couple of funerals within the last several months, so you naturally don’t want to go through that yet again. Good luck on the physical!
Seanette, apologies if I’ve asked this before, but when one has an uncaged bird, what happens when it’s, uh, potty time? When we were studying Thomas Jefferson, I always told my students about Dick, TJ’s favorite mockingbird, and how it followed him up the stairs and pretty much had free range, and they always wanted to know about the potty situation. How little I know! Glad Allie was unharmed in the bird vs. chair collision.
BooFae, glad you’re having a good time on holiday!
MetalMouse must be beyond the reach of the internet. I hope he’s having a wonderful time and taking lots of photos.
{{{doggio}}} Swallowing an entire Frosty Paw is an impressive feat, especially for a dog Gordie’s size.