The backyard is a bit muddy after those rains and storms last night. Knuckles is a bit of a mess.
Well, we’ve got it anyway. Frank is on the mend, just needs a few days of regular eating. Pat’s symptoms are under control, and Kathleen’s are better. It’s hard to get medicine down her.
Nobody else is sick yet. Maybe the adults won’t get it.
Tom the mockingbird is making the squeaky-porch-swing sound. Jake isn’t outside right now.
Welp...it’s done. The big Towdog is safely tucked away in its new home, where I’m sure the gas will be siphoned out (about 40 gallons) and then the thing will be brokered out to the highest bidder.
The little Towdog is only a few years newer (2008) but it only has 13,000 miles on it. It is also a diesel. It rides nice and the back seat looks as if it was never used. It has more buttons and things to play with, but I think Busdaddy is really going to like it, once he gets used to it.
Now I’m wondering what the neighbors will think! LOL!
So. No more stress (of that kind) for now. Tuesday I’m taking the BB SUV to Jerry, and that is good. Maybe tomorrow, Busdaddy will help me wash it, since he has a power washer and all the other stuff that’s needed.
Now, I wish I had a big ol’ greasy cheeseburger to celebrate!
The backyard is a bit muddy after those rains and storms last night. Knuckles is a bit of a mess.