I had company for awhile-the granddogs came to stay while my daughter, her hubby, and the two grandsons were vacationing in Florida. It was wild at times around here with 4 cats and 4 dogs. The eldest dog, Shyanne, is deaf and nearly blind. Sometimes she is like Mr. Mague from the old cartoons on Saturday mornings from way back-just wandering around, getting herself in some pretty precarious situations, especially outdoors when I would let them follow me around the house. She goes into a panic attack if I leave her inside on her own. She loves to sniff here and there. There's nothing wrong with her nose. Between watching Shyanne and seeing my parents age I am developing a sense of how hard it is to hang onto our dignity as we age.
So, what to do when the weather is cool and rainy. Well, Lucy and Dolly and I know how to relax. In fact, we do it very well! I rush through my daily chores and then we settle by the fireplace.
I guess it's about time I put some seeds in the bird feeder.
How'd you like the big moon of a few weeks ago. Roger took this one.
Take care my bloggy friends!