90 degrees, not a cloud in the sky, and a nice breeze. All that’s missing is the owner/operator of the chair, 1 book, and 1 Margarita –
Now that’s a good evening.
90 degrees, not a cloud in the sky, and a nice breeze. All that’s missing is the owner/operator of the chair, 1 book, and 1 Margarita –
Now that’s a good evening.
I tell him the vet thinks he’s a bit pudgy. He tell’s me he has skills the vet couldn’t even comprehend. Then he does this –
Ya know, I think they’re both right.
He’s the size of a watermelon quarter, and has fangs the size of a woolly mammoth small spider. If he so much as thinks about coming inside the house, I’ll have Hopps eat him. She loves bugs. No preference, any old bug will do. Flying bug, crawling bugs, doesn’t matter. If she can chase it, and catch it, she’ll chomp ’em right down. Crane flies might be her favorite.

I hate spiders. Really. Lucky for the spider it’s a hot summer afternoon, which means the cats are all sleeping –

Hopps is so tired, from doing NOTHING all day, she doesn’t even care that Felix has his stanky boy feet on her.
And that’s our Marlin Perkins update for today.
150 miles today with Marla, and not one single photo. That’s the lazy in me. So I took this in the driveway when we got home –
Gee was claiming work, so he didn’t make the loop. I think he was just being lazier than me, which is hard to do.
Seeing as it’s right in front of the house –
Maybe we can get a Boy Scout to give it a new coat of paint next year? Earn himself a badge for something well done for the community.
Here’s the tweet photo of the day –
Don’t know what they are, but they like the suet we put out for the woodpecker that never shows up. If anyone knows what he is, please chime in.
Wrapped up today. As always, the Blue Angels are a big hit with the crowds –
More later when I’m not so bushed.