Observations from today

I saw an old man riding a bicycle today, he stopped half way up a hill for a smoke break....

My 98lb dog is afraid of ugly ducks. While walking today, we rounded a tree and surprise to all 3 of us and a pair of ugly ducks were resting in the shade. The ones with strange lumps on their heads and bills. Actually I think they are very interesting looking, anyway. After the surprise Brindle tried to remove my left arm by the wrist. He took off so fast after  the flailing, frightened ducks he almost jerked me down. I should of just fallen, it wouldn't of hurt as bad as the leash burn I have on my wrist and my throbbing shoulder! After a very short pursuit the ducks realized they were safe and turned on the dog, my very large, brave K9 turned tail and hid, behind me and Bailey my smaller, saner dog.

Tonight's t-ball game was rescheduled, it was suppose to be Friday night, realizing it was Good Friday and Easter weekend, it was moved to Thursday. In moving the day we also had to change fields. Form field C to D. On approach to the fields someone from another team approached me, apparently I looked like I knew what was going on (HAHAHAHAH). She asked if I knew which field her grandson was playing on, I inquired the teams name, she couldn't remember. I asked the color of the team, she didn't know. So to keep things simple I said, "Well, its either field C or D" she says, "C or what" D I say a little louder, as in DOG. Questions are coming, I feel em... she says, "Dogs, no there are no dogs here...."

Kids say the strangest things. tonight while practicing t-ball one of the kids dads came to the fence. He said 'hi dad' and I said, 'Wow is that your Dad??' He said 'Yes, and he's Black!!' I was stunned silent, he (the child) then stated, 'and I'm white!' to this I was also stunned silent and tickled!

Oh Poop!

Yes, this blog is going to be about poop, as the title implies. Why poop? Well, Wednesday I was "picking up" the dog poop in my backyard. I have one of those long, salad tong looking things thats helps to easily remove the offending droppings. Cleaning the yard this way is new to me, we just got the yard fenced in a month or so ago, so the dogs cant go into the woods anymore. They always took off down the yard straight into their, shall we say doggie comode somewhere in the trees. I didnt care they went there to do their business, just meant I didnt have to step in it, smell it or clean it. I prefer them safe, tucked away in my backyard, no other dogs around them, no crazy neighbors or Sherifs deputies. But there is, well, poop and it has to go. At least they stick to one corner of the yard and not a very used (HA) part of the yard, so clean up is contained. 

As I was slinging sh... well poop over the fence I started thinking about how funny that scene would look to walk up on and it also got me thinking about other poop situations in my house. Not, IN my house as in, randomly in the house. I have 4 cats, inside. I also have 4 kitty pans, inside. All 4 are used by said cats and all 4 have to be maintained by us, more me now that I am home, yea me. So once or twice a week I dump the offending kitty litter and refill the pans. This is, apparently, a huge entertainment to my cats, they all watch and it must also be a huge privilage to be the first to foul the new litter. Now you see why 4 pans, 4 cats, 16 happy paws playing in clean poop rocks (aka Kitty litter). 

However, there is something else strange about cat poop that I havent figured out. Why do dogs like to eat it, yea I said it, they EAT IT! I can actually purchase a product to make my cats poop taste bad..... (long pause,---------- let that sink in).................... To make it taste bad, shouldnt it, well, taste bad to begin with???

Floating, Bugs, Birds, Leaves and a Breeze

I floated today. I like to float, just me in my pool, green noodle under my neck, floating. Head partially submerged, not ears though, hair swimming out behind my head, weightless, ahhhhhh.

While I was floating, staring at the sky, I saw two leaves fall. Two yellow leaves, I think they were racing to the ground. The wind blew a small little breeze that tickled the trees, i heard them laugh. I would like to count the leaves, if I were the wind I think thats what I would do, count all the leaves on all the trees I blew through. While I was enjoying the breeze I saw a red bird, a male red bird, Cardinal if you will, fly out of the woods, and dip into another tree. I watched the tree limb for a minute, until I saw the leaves rustel thats when I saw it. The nest, the Cardinal was in the nest with its babies, I heard them chirpping, made me smile. I watched Bailey, one of my dogs, roll in the grass, he layed on his back and smiled at me. He jumped up and chased a couple of bugs, he missed them all. The grass and the bugs made him happy.

Dont you wish you could roll around in the grass with no worries get up smiling and feeling great, not a care in the world except the yellow leaves falling, the breeze, the birds, catching bugs and floating.