Silence on the home front... I suppose thankfully for one day!

...That title is about our Gubernator, let me make this perfectly clear the one who calls himself the Governor of Florida, Ron DeSantis.

Although, his public persona is international not just national, with his claim he is protecting "his" state's parents' right to choose!!!

Now, that said... in the view that we are STILL IN THE MIDST OF A PANDEMIC THAT IS NOT SEASONAL LIKE ONE OF HIS MANY CLAIMS!!! HE, The Gubernator, FEELS THAT PARENTS AND HE HAVE THE ABILITY TO DO WHATEVER THEY "FEEL" WHILE THIS DEADLY VIRAL SOURCE THAT IS SPREAD BY JUST TALKING/ SPEAKING AND SPITTAL COMING OUT TO LAUGHING TO CRYING ETC, YOU GET THE IDEA. SO THE UNVACCINATED, AS WELL AS THE VACCINATED, ARE CARRIERS OF THIS PLAGUE! AND HE BELIEVES THAT PARENTS HAVE THE "RIGHT" TO SEND THEIR YOUNGER THAN 12 YEARS OLD WITHOUT ANY VACCINE AVAILABLE YET TO SCHOOL WITHOUT A MASK!!!

Negilant homecide comes to mind!!!

How dare he claim he is helping parents and children???

Moving on...

Hubby is tackling that tree stump again today.

Once the winch helped to pull it from under the ground. He now has to chop it in half to fit it into his wheelbarrow that he had dumped nearly full of water out!

Yes, the morning rains have stopped and now we are back in our "normal" afternoon rain pattern... with a  weather depression out in the Atlantic, way out there but at a 70% chance of developing into something much more!

Must be watched by those in the know, meteorologists.

So no worries for now, but we are in hurricane season, and so we are always prepared!

Moving on again...

Due to all the rain that we have received the pool water temperature has gone down too far for me to go into for my exercises today. Hopefully, by tomorrow, the temperature will rise to what is considered appropriate. Believe it or not, it is at 81 and the Aquacise Association specifies that 85 degrees Fahrenheit is the preferred temperature for people with Arthritis, Multiple sclerosis, and Heart disease. Too hot or too cold is not good either!

Since I have both arthritis and MS I will not be going today!

I hear all you non-medical folks from up north or in colder climates thinking 81 to be refreshing and for many it is, but not for those I mentioned.

Lastly our questionable sunrise... of course, the sun rose so far that has continued despite Global weather malfunctions... so here's what I got...!

That white dot in the far right of the sky is actually our crescent moon! Does that suggest that all far-righters are communists? Ha! When they call the far left that??? Hmm?

It does appear that way.

And so we must go for now ...

Please be smart as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made, I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,... some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but... as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

3 months................................................ 3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. (Although, the actual date this blog started was June 25, 2008.) 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

The animal control lady was called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it! brother's birthday.

3 months................................................ 3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. (Although, the actual date this blog was started was June 25, 2008.) 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

The animal control lady was called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!