Happy Hump Day!
No park today, as it is daycare day.
It’s a rainy 50 something outside. I see it’s supposed to get down into the 20s again this week.
I hope my phone app is wrong.
The dogs never made it to the dog wash Moonday, so they are getting bathed at the daycare today.
One of my friends picked me up to take me for lunch. I ate too much and my stomach hurts. I really didn’t want dessert, but I got it anyway.
My mother doesn’t look so good. She is still yellow, very thin and frail, and very tired. However, she is doing well emotionally and mentally. She is pretty sure she will beat it. We’ll find out more after her doctor’s appointments tomorrow. She is supposed to try to put on weight, but she says if she eats too much or eats anything sweet, she feels sick. She’s gotten conflicting advice about what she is supposed to eat. I say, eat whatever you feel like eating.
I was able to get her alone and talk about the will. She told me what is in it and that she has already told Niece2 she needs to start making plans on what she is going to do. The house will be sold, period. We have no say in the matter. Even if all of us did agree to let Neice2 stay there, it doesn’t matter.
Niece1 is the executor, and if she can’t or won’t follow the terms of the will, the lawyer will take over, and he’ll take a huge chunk of the estate as his fee.
Niece1 is responsible and fair, so I trust she will handle everything correctly.
Their dog was not a problem for us. I keep hearing about how bad their dog, Australian Shepherd, is. He has bitten quite a few people. My son and I had no problem with him. He is very high energy and nervous, but he loved having my dogs there and they played quite a bit. A little awkward at first, Cerby needs more interaction with other dogs. He seems a little unsure, but Ripple is pretty patient and good at putting other dogs at ease.
Cerby and Echo got into a few tiffs, but nothing too serious. I saw the first one coming when Niece2 was going to give all of them some leftover roast beef. She thought they’d be okay because they were good when she handed out treats. I said there is a huge difference between handing out some milk bones and handing out roast beef. The second time they got into it, I couldn’t figure out why. The third time, Grandnephew3 was sitting on the floor petting Cerby, and when Echo got too close, Cerby went after her. He’s very protective of his family. I saw it coming but didn’t get there in time to stop it.
Fortunately, all the tiffs were just a lot of noise and not much else, and they stopped as soon as I yelled at them.
I think part of the problems with him is that they don’t read dog language well enough to head off trouble before it happens, and they picked the wrong breed. They thought with four active boys in the house a high energy dog would be a good thing, except the four active boys are active playing sports, not so active with the dog.
I felt sorry for Cerby when we left, he started crying. I think he didn’t want us to leave.
I have a lot to do, but now just want a nap to sleep off lunch.
Must be losing what few marbles I’ve got left. Anyway, is a glorious 16C/61F here, with bright sunshine. Looks beautiful out there, so of course I am stuck in an office.
The switch for the mouse is under my thumb, so even though I have to switch two devices separately it doesn’t feel like more work because I still only have to lift my hand to press one button – it’s just on the keyboard vs the A/B switch. Switching via Bluetooth is much quieter than each computer making the “disconnecting a USB device/connecting a USB device” sound, and so far all switches have been immediate and seamless. ( 
) Yesterday afternoon I took the batteries out of the old mouse and keyboard, and this morning I disconnected the A/B switch and put it in my “drawer o’ IT stuff.” Now I have two extra keyboard+mouse combos.