Morning all, hope you are well. Young Master Duke is outside watering those things he wants to water, and I’m nestled in at the desk. Mr Grumpy is awake, and growling at his phone. That’s his phone’s problem.
Yesterday, Young Master Duke and I sat in the garage to watch the rain again. We enjoyed a little stitching time and he watched the kids acrossed the road play between the storms. A squirrel teased him by pole dancing in the lilac bush. I was enterained by the squirrels antics.
Watching a squirrel pole dancing was not something I thought…
Anyhow, we were out there until almost dark. The only problem is that the neighbors across the road are being kept an eye on by two lovely pooches, and Duke was intimidated by the one. He ended up in my lap, and he was soaking wet from ear to tail when that dog came out.
Sighs. So, even though I was inside the garage, I ended up soaking wet myself, and smelling like a wet doggo. To add insult to injury, he managed to hit one of my trigger points, and lightning shot through my body.
We eventually made it inside the house again, and I chose the point of valor, rather than whimper to express myself.
Life is still good. Still stitching, one row at a time. Take care my friends. Take care. -L