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End of the Road Farm
Hopalong:
I am so very very sorry about Ronnie, Amber.
That is heartbreaking, truly.
So glad you will be one of those who step up for his family.
Motorcycles are the devil's transportation. They are just
such a bad mix with weather, testosterone, and gravity.
Every doctor I know hates them.
So sorry.
Hops
sKePTiKal:
The good news:
It MIGHT not rain today.
No rush to clean up before Debbie comes over.
Matt is speaking to Holly.
Freddie and Knuckles are learning to be playmates - and Knuckles has been switched into sleepy puppy gear for 2 days... today looks like crazy puppy day.
The bad news:
Going to be a sauna outside again... but that's what a/c is for, right?
sKePTiKal:
Well, Hol and I are adjusting. Bumps, bruises, processing, old crap... new crap, and a city-pup diving headfirst into the woods... running off after a deer one day and down the prickly brushy cliff a few days later... full of "guy" bug bites, scratches and scrapes... because he's a dog and doesn't know better yet.
He took off like a shot after the deer and was up on the ridge (toward the highway) before Holly could get long pants and boots on to go after him. Told her to take the ranger and she went a bit off road with it. (Tough little beast.) She came back without the dog. About the time Debbie showed up - I spotted him; he followed her car in. The possibility that Knuckles wouldn't find his way back hit Hol pretty hard. But he wears a tag with her phone number on it, so she's done all she can - except for getting him past the hardheaded, excitable "teenaged" puppy years training.
Makes me realize, I can't chase a dog like that now. So a FENCE would have to come first.
lighter:
Lordy, I know that terrible feeling of crashing through the woods, screaming for a dog to come back. Just terrible, esp in deer season 😬
I'm wearing long pants and shirt, with work boots now.....do most days, even in this heat. Sometimes care for skin and.....workers arrived. All work from yesterday scrapped. Poison ceiling has to come down. 50 years if dust, and bug crap.....oh well. The best choice, all in all.
I'm hiding in scorching bunk room to be while processing this and fact ai have no bathroom today.
The good thing is new ceiling going in, aliling with bathroom exhaust fan.
Bug man sprayed everything on my kitchen countertop is bad thing.
Glad I took the time to bag everything before leaving last trip, then unbag it this trip NIGHTMARE btw time and irganization wise, so thpoison wouldn't get olall over things, and now now now all iver most important things!
::Sigh::.
And I have to pee.
Lighter
Hopalong:
Amber, I know it must be hard to adjust to Hols' -- independent full-grown 40-ish sensitive Hols -- moving in. And, the pain she's in over her loss of relationship...hmmm, upon whom do we often unconsciously take out the pain we're in? Oh that's right, those we're safest with! Owww.
It's good y'all know how to give each other space, flexible, patient, no-stress, you come to me when you're ready or would like to, ignore me for three days it's okay, do what you gotta do, I'm fine....
Love fences for pooches. Love love love the idea of you getting a pooch!
My sizeable yard is all fenced, glad it came that way. Big joy for lazy me is the doggy door. She just scoots in and out whenever she feels like it and always comes back in happy.
xxoo
Hops
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