Minutely the death toll rises, eleven at this writing...so hope is not a stupid idea with 150 still missing!

https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/2021/06/28/miami-condo-deterioration-worsening-april-letter-says/7790478002/?fbclid=IwAR3n6G3AGy6Ym40VD0zd4KmCKjy-htlZVMozjv8OwxO8-KakxmSGrs8tyt8 

Ghostly or ghastly?

https://www.yahoo.com/news/florida-family-gets-16-calls-154323787.html

This just in!

https://www.reuters.com/world/us/hopes-fade-scores-missing-under-florida-condo-rubble-search-enters-6th-day-2021-06-29/?fbclid=IwAR3vMvNROnTimWpwD1IzBtXyiwjKNfjhkNmgyun0o4laizD_8jqThiIu9cE

Moving on... I have been going in daily! How could you not?

Hubby's coconut palm is doing great! The coconut was found originally floating in our saltwater canal...!

The only concern is where to plant it so it won't hit our fur babies when it produces its own coconuts in about two years!

Well, I am sorry to say that I have started a mini-project that I forgot to take pictures of from the beginning of washing it down with a combo of Dawn and Mr. Clean! It was seriously dirty, due to it being an outdoor plant step stand!

From there I took it upon myself to fill the cracks with wood putty; that is both stainable or paintable, really good stuff! It is pink when applied, then turns light wood colored when it dries.

Sanding in between then wiping with a tack cloth to remove the dust.

I, unfortunately, found more cracks to fill and so I will be sanding again today and removing all dust before I paint it, it will be a dark rich navy blue that we had used on mine, and Hubby's boat wooden mat project four years ago! Matching the new pool's liner of dark blue.

                                          

If I do say so myself, it held up well! Hubby reminded me that it is also used as a ramp for me with my wheeled chairs, and for Aussie who doesn't like the crack where he can see the water as he goes aboard! The littles jump over the crack from dock to boat without fear!

I have been working on the plant stand before and after I go into the pool. I now go into the pool for up to forty-five minutes!

Moving on once more...

We got lucky again today with the sunrise, at least I think so... you judge!

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!