The proof is out there...

 

Some things aren't what we perceive, while others are exactly what we know to be true!

Read below's link to the possibilities of finding the truth! We have angels in our midst, named Fried and Crist, that know some things do not jive, "if it walks like a duck, it more than likely is a duck!" A theory proved!

Florida officials call for FBI to investigate governor Ron DeSantis ‘for linking vaccines to donations’ | The Independent

We, the people of Florida (DEMS, Indies, and nonpartisans), and the world, all knew as well...!

Moving on... but not too far.

What the heck is wrong with too many states opening up 100%?

About a half dozen states that had a mask mandate, which is logical, as well as going by CDC guidelines are now allowing everything to go hog wild with using their own judgment!

That is not to say people do not have common sense, although we do know many still do not believe that the PANDEMIC is real! And there's the rub... for their sakes as well as all the other people who do know, mandates are smart and prudent!

We, in Florida, have been dealing without a mask mandate, and that makes it very difficult!

Thankfully, larger store chains have felt the need to adopt the CDC guidelines, and so we only shop or eat there.

And when we have found local stores that are part of chains not complying, Hubby has spoken to their corporate offices to inquire if their policies have changed and if they have...

We go one step further, he tells me and I tell you! And we no longer go there!

Some stores go rogue due to our Florida's governor's policy! Even if their chains corporate insists they have mandates for safety, we will NOT shop there when NOT safe! 

May I suggest, even if you are safe check which stores in your area are not, and stop going there!

 And so we must go for now...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant night.

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 a second thought, 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, 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 tipping the scales around seventy pounds, HA! 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. 

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, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. 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 from my previous family, stating, that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear 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!

And please don't forget me, I am Chance 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! I enjoy a good tug-of-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? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip 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!