Tossing Beds!

 Tossing Beds!

 

Two dog beds have gone the way of all things soiled and doggy smelling. It may cause the trash bin lid to stay somewhat open, but worse things have happened. Anyway, what could be washed is in the machine and what couldn’t be washed is in the bin. Meanwhile, Thompson’s one little bed makes him happy enough with a piece of carpet under it. The rest of that bed is in the washer along with some cleaning rags. Busy day for the house to get cleaned. If only the dogs would stop bringing in hay and dead leaves!

 

Jennifer sent pictures of primroses and a fluffy Husky in Paris. Such beautiful pictures of old buildings and statues. Glad it is her feet and not mine, however. After the Eiffel Tower, Gary had all his steps in since he went up the stairs instead of going up the easy way. Guess someone has to do that sort of thing.

 

Sitting here in the office and Sylvia has tried to get this silly ball to bounce on its own. It just won’t do it for her! At least Thompson was able to find a bone to chew—a very small remnant of a deer antler. Gonna have to order some more! But they need big cookies with that stuff for their hips anyway. If some old woman would go to TSC, she would probably find the cookies there, but she might also find baby chicks! Not sure, but think it is about to get cold again, so will wait a bit longer before thinking about chicks.

 

Walked down to Patty’s and played a bit with her puppers. Roxy acted as is she had not been outside in ages!! We know better. Anyway, Patty had some stuff for the hens to eat that included some tomatoes. The hens would holler thank you if they knew how.

 

Shona’s grandchild is outside playing in the green grass, so Thompson and Sylvia have to go bark about it. Better for them to be outside than inside to do that barking! Oh well, they are back inside again! Children and dogs have a lot in common.

 

The pollen count this evening is at a 10 on a scale of twelve. That is probably the reason the old woman just keeps sneezing. Hoping this allergy pill will take care of all the sneezing and snorting, but have my doubts. At least my sinuses don’t feel stopped up. Guess there is always some bright spot.

 

Well, the ONE dog bed is put back together and put next to my bed with the little fluffy bed on top of it. Here’s hoping that will be comfortable for an old dog. The rest of the stuff—cleaning rags and mopping forms--are also clean and dry and ready to fold up and put away, but the old person who lives here has little inclination to do much more today. Surely, she is not the only one who gets this way. After last week, it would be nice to just feel rested and a bit lazy—well, lazier than usual. Guess no one is going to do much if any complaining. The dogs don’t care as long as they are fed and petted. And the neighbors have their own concerns to keep them busy. Just so glad that this stage of life does not require me to care for small children—dogs are enough.

 

Still have reading to do in Daniel and this study by Lehman Straus, but not sure things are sticking with me. Sometimes it feels as if a few pages need to be re-read to clear my understanding of just the basic things he discusses. At least it is interesting to know that he is only one among the many Bible scholars who have done their best to let the Bible interpret itself rather than believing they know it all just from a cursory reading. The best thing that comes to me most often when feeling befuzzled is the fact that it is God who reveals things, not man.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.