Door Stops and Other Silliness.

 Door Stops and Other Silliness.

 

Sent off for some rubber door stops to keep the washing machine from dancing across the kitchen floor. Yes, well aware that unbalanced loads cause this problem. Also aware that loads don’t always stay loaded the way they should on the sides to which they are assigned! But the funny part is Sylvia. She started doing deep sniffing as soon as the package got here and would not keep her nose out of my lap to let me open it. Then she tried to take one away from me. That did not work, so she waited for my exit from the kitchen and brought one to the living room in her mouth—naturally. It is not like she grasped it in her toes. Still had to shut the half door to keep her out of the kitchen and away from those most interesting little gizmos. Nothing like a couple of dogs to make life interesting. Fully expect the rubber stops to be chewed up by the end of the week. She is sneaky! Maybe putting them up out of her reach until the machine is started again?

 

Took a short nap and thought it might have been time spent more wisely doing something useful, but a nap just seemed needed. Got the living room and kitchen vacuumed and mopped—which might have been the reason the nap seemed necessary. The new mop that Jennifer bought is neat. And it works well, too. Now if the old girl who runs it would just do at least one room each day, the house would probably stay in pretty good shape! But then, there is the dusting that will always be necessary.

 

Have had some rumbles, a cool breeze, and some very dark clouds. No rain so far. Maybe God is waiting for us to get out our umbrellas after praying for rain. Hmmm.

 

Just had to talk to Sylvia about those door stops. You have never heard the attitude this dog is displaying. Funny, funny! And THIS is with the stops put up on top of the dryer where she should not be able to see them! Dame Doggie Barker to the rescue—or to the next pile of destruction!

 

Having a type of “taco” salad for din-upper. No meat, just salad stuff, mango salsa, cheese shreds, sour cream with Ranch herbs, and a handful of “scoops” crushed into edible salad bits. Great munching!!

 

On FB they have been celebrating Daughter’s Day, Son’s Day, and thinking that maybe they will come out with a day for celebrating all the apes—you know, the Congress (of apes). Ahem. No politics; just blood sucking taxers.

 

My dogs are not spoiled at all. They KNOW where the treats are kept. They are not the least bit shy about expressing their opinion of the state of the treat jar. It is a good thing the biscuits were all put in the jar first! Two jars worth of good biscuits for dogs! Each dog waits to see who gets the first treat while edging—or bumbling in Sylvia’s case—forward a bit at a time. Now if she could just have one of those door stoppers, her life would be perfect.

 

May your attitude be one of gratitude. It is so much healthier than any other attitude. Rest well, my friends. You are loved.