It's "Presidents' Day" (George Washington's Birthday is on Wednesday)
~ Portrait by Rembrandt Peale
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~ Portrait by Rembrandt Peale
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Howard's first this Presidents' Day. Sighing for what might have been. . . .
ReplyDeleteWhat joy watching the Goobey cavorting in the snow! Only got about an inch and a half, but that still makes it the biggest snow storm of the winter. So likely the biggest he's ever seen (remember he's an Alabama baby). Opened the door to let him out and check, and it was blowing in onto the porch from all sides: bright, light, sparkly. And he just dived "into" it: ran, and skidded, and then back, and skidded, clearly on purpose, then down the stairs, and back and forth on the terrace and the driveway. I swept the porch and came in. Every time I looked he was still going at it, lol!
ReplyDeleteLast time I saw a dog respond to snow like that, was almost 25 years ago, when Roosevelt (also a Pyr) as a six month old puppy saw his first snow. He was so joyous, he just skipped all three steps and dived in. (His snow *was* a bit deeper, lol!) The look on his face, I swear was an absolute: THIS is what I was BORN for!!! So the Goob's got a double whammy: the Pyr part loves the SNOW; the Golden part loves the RIVER. Or maybe it's: the Goobey's *mom* has the double whammy, lol!
Well, da boy's out. I'd brought him in against his will this morning as it was only 18ยบ and too cold to stay out long. It'd warmed up to freezing, and I was about to let him out again. When I opened the inside door, he spotted that the storm was open just a crack. And bolted. He danced around down here for a bit, then saw something up the road, and took off. That was half an hour ago. Hoping he doesn't get frost bite before he decides to come home. Hoping he *does* decide to come home.
ReplyDeleteHome! But still out. He *really* does not want to come in!! But at least he's now hooked back up.
ReplyDeleteSounds like he's planning on keeping you young whether you will or no, puddle!
ReplyDeleteHow goes the eating?
Dang knee still giving me trouble, but patience is surely in order. Nice weather here today.
Alan, I have a Bakers cyst, left knee. Had no idea they could rupture.
ReplyDeletePuddle, we don't have a dog anymore, just four extremely neurotic cats. Not kidding. We named the two youngest Boo and Spooky which, unfortunately, turned out to be prophetic. They're now six and Boo will still hiss at me if he doesn't see me coming before I get there.
WouldaShouldaCouldas sure catch up with a person from time to time. ♥
ReplyDeletePure unbridled joy! Nothing like it. :-)
ReplyDeleteHmmm, looks like he takes that "unbridled" part seriously. LOL!
ReplyDelete"Darkness is your candle. Your boundaries are your quest." - Mevlana Jalaludin Rumi
ReplyDeleteEating is improving, about as Dr. Jones said it would: from week to week. Prolly Thanksgiving will *always* be a trial, lol! That that is perhaps as it should be, eh?
ReplyDeleteHope that knee starts to show *real* improvement soon -- say, from week to week?
Yesterday's photo is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteI've had a couple of cats like that, Susan. One who should have been named "Fraidy" who simply saw the world out to cronk her on the head. Sad. Mis-wired, I think.
ReplyDeleteOur Emma-cat was also a Fraidy Cat...because she'd spent six months of her first year on the streets.
ReplyDeleteThat cyst sounds painful, Susan. How are you faring? Prognosis?
Need anything? ♥
Got Cakewalk-Sonar 8.5 installed and working. That is, it produces music when I run a project, which is very good indeed. But the interface is incredibly complicated. It's going to take me forever to work out what all the buttons and menu choices do.. But at least I'm up-to-date...for 30 seconds. It's good to get up-to-date software from time to time...mostly. This latest Window-eyes doesn't work as well as the previous version, and it has a new, hard-to-use interface where I can't find anything.
ReplyDeleteNot much else going on with me. Have been sleeping very badly, when I sleep at all. Can't figure out why.
Dad had today off from the tax clinic, since the city outfit that holds the clinic is actually a federal agency. So, he puttered around at home.Installed my Sonar for me. Also, as he put it, he held a flee clinic. Found evidence of flees on Mr. Campion and got medicine on eight out of the nine kitties. Neither he nor I know if it will be possible to get the ninth, Vivie, who is extremely skittish. Be we live in hope of catching her in an unguarded moment.
The weather was beautiful today, sunny though chilly. The sunshine truly does boost one's spirits.
Aw, thanks, Cat! :-)
ReplyDeleteIt is a wee bit Entish. I also think the two main trees look like two hands holding up the sky.
Yeah! Sunshine is great for the soul!!
ReplyDeleteCongrats on the 8/9ths raid on the fleas! Silly Vivie. =^. .^=
I slept strangely last night and I think it's because it was unexpectedly cold. I'll put the electric blanket back on the bed for tonight, as I sleep much better when I'm warm. I find that if I'm cold I toss around more, and that means I go in and out of REM sleep more often. That means less rest happens, and more dreaming, as (if I'm not mistaken) dreams happen most readily in the going in and coming out (of REM sleep) phases.
listener, it's only painful sometimes... like after a 5K or something. Oh, and that's walking, definitely not running. As far as I can tell there's really nothing they can do for it. It's a cyst formed by synovial fluid (spelling?) leaking from the knee joint. The connection to the joint remains as I understand it, and although some people have had the cysts removed they apparently just come back. Injured my knee in a strength training class where the instructor had us doing moves that the human knee was not designed for. I shoulda sat it out, but I was trying to be "tough".
ReplyDeleteI also have to be warm to sleep comfortably.
ReplyDeleteNot much going on here either. I've spent the past three days trying -- with moderate success -- to catch up on all the things I haven't had time for since the first of the year. But work starts up again tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteIt makes me angry the way trainers and doctors alike adhere to some chart or idea, when it clearly doesn't make common sense. There is more to life than having one's weight and height and shoe size, etc., match what convention says is "normal." Someday it will be understood that many of our personal preferences came to us as genetics and specially learned skills that helped us cope and survive in our lives until now. Maybe these choices help to dictate how we die. But when we pause and remember that we are all going to die of something sometime, will we want to be able to say on our deathbed that we fit on a chart really nicely and we logged x number of miles on a treadmill? Or will we want to recall the wonderful meals we shared with loved ones, and the walks we took and the hours we spent on the back porch watching the birds?
ReplyDeleteMust sleep. Dentist tomorrow (just a cleaning) and work.
ReplyDeleteXOXOXXX