Hubby again decided to take a break from the larger project.

So he decided to take down two dead specimens in our overly abundant yard of floras. The tangelo that was planted seventeen years ago never produced much fruit if at all, and looked sadly dead for years, but we left it and fed it and nothing happened, and so today Hubby removed it. The second dead flora is that evergreen that never ever stayed green you can see it down by the boat. 

The yard waste can is in front of it, although, I was beginning to shake by then the lack of greenness is why it is considered dead for an evergreen! It is see-thru, so it too after all these years, maybe twenty or more will be removed as well.

Welcome to my world,... Sadly, my hand tremor is back, and yes part of MS, not Parkinson's. Usually, I wait, but sometimes it is unrelenting with me doing double letters and words here! Yesterday, I had missed one segment until much later when I did fix it.

And that my friends are why this is challenging for me, my eyes usually start shortly after... and so without further ado, I must finish!

Moving on... I still don't understand why people are so reluctant to get the vaccine.

Florida news:https://www.yahoo.com/news/covid-19-nation-no-1-205400140.html

Personally, I do know a cop who also did not get the shot, and got COVID but was treated from home with two young children there, and this police officer now has survived, but now has long haulers disease from that experience affecting the lungs and since has been vaccinated! And they are back at work.

Moving on again...

Okay, I too am concerned when the two RNs that adjust the dosage of my baclofen pump have told me they had not been vaccinated and do not believe in the vaccines!

They do wear masks but have to touch my belly for all adjustments, what if they touch mucous from their nose or mouth before, so yeah I do worry. I do know they would have to have the virus before it would be an issue for me too. Although, they do wash their hands; come to think of it they do wear gloves! Now that I beleaguered that train of thought for a while...

In reality ... So far no problems, but medical people worry me the most! How can they be so misinformed???

Many private hospitals are making vaccinations mandatory for all personnel, if not vaccinated then testing on a very tight schedule as well as of course masks as always. I hate to think about what state-run hospitals are doing.

 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 my 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. And 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, which 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, on his brother's birthday.

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

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

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!