Unconsious Mutterings

I say … and you think … ?

  1. Running ::
  2. Hot ::
  3. Neighbor ::
  4. Reported ::
  5. Horrific ::
  6. Supplies ::
  7. Grammar ::
  8. Back to ::
  9. Righteous ::
  10. Next door ::







I say … and you think … ?

  1. Running ::hot
  2. Hot ::water
  3. Neighbor ::hood
  4. Reported ::traffic
  5. Horrific ::maelstrom
  6. Supplies ::office
  7. Grammar ::police
  8. Back to ::the beginning
  9. Righteous ::hit  or maybe weed or ?  wow, man
  10. Next door :: neighbor

These are pretty boring today.  I would guess that’s just me. Having a nice calm day today.

We walked the dogs down to the cement creek early this morning.  Strange little park, no funds to keep it up, pretty weedy and dry, and you can’t really get down to the water because the banks are so steep.  This is such an interesting topological area, all hills and dales, the lumpiest terrain you can imagine for being smack in the middle of such a citified area.  We’re on a relatively flat piece front to back, but the neighbors on the left (speaking of neighbors) are 6 feet higher and the neighbors on the left are 6 feet lower.


In which Sissy shows us how tense she is

This dog … has no trouble relaxing.  She leans on Bob, and then pretty soon she’ll melt right into the floor.  Have you ever seen a dog sit like this?  Lorena, watch for signs in Backup Dog.  This started after 5 years.  It may be happening because she is getting as old and fat as we are.  Le Sigh.


And here she has a pillow for her head that I had conveniently tossed at Goob a little earlier.


Speaking of Le Pew or something, I thought these were cute:


Flora and Fauna closer to home

I was looking out the kitchen window at the hummingbird feeder and saw a hummingbird, hanging upside down on it from one of the perches, perfectly still.

“My, God, I’ve finally killed one with my homemade sugar syrup!” was my first thought.  Second thought was that the mixture had been out there too long and was contaminated.  I hollered at Bob to come look and I got my camera.  Bob saw it and I got close for a nice photograph.

Before I could snap the picture, the little fucker let loose and flew away.  I think he was drunk.  Really.

The little alkies all love the mixture most if it’s been out long enough to ferment.  They don’t touch it on the first two days in the summer after I refill it.  If it’s cooler out, they wait even longer.

Anyway, I guess I’m glad it wasn’t dead but I wish I could have snapped that picture.  Who ever heard of a hummingbird hanging upside down on a feeder?

Second fauna of note:

We finally got Goob a new swimming pool.  I feel like a bad parent for waiting so long.



He jumps in about every 10 minutes or so and scrapes up the water.  He acts like he’s possessed most of the time.

Lewi’s getting out of the way here so he doesn’t get wet.