The deed is done!

 

YES! I done did it!!!

I went from the very dark side to the brighter more family-friendly side!

Subtle but look carefully for the difference!

It looks better with our living room clock that was moved out there months ago! But even with new batteries, it has not been keeping good time? Any ideas why that could be?

Moving on...

 Sadly our Governator goes to Texas as much as he stays here in Florida, he is friends with that backward governor also trying to build a wall like his idol the X-so-called president was doing when he was fired... yup, not elected again is basically fired!

The reasoning for his journey is his belief that drugs are coming into Florida from the Texas border, and he blames our now President Biden... he is constantly besmirching his name!

Perhaps some drugs are coming here from there but we have basically a peninsula for a state and all our waterways have access to our mainland where they are definitely arriving while the hen is elsewhere, away from his henhouse!

Hey, Gubernator, what about taking care of your constituents here that are not well cared for with no concern for the surge of numbers of the PANDEMIC with us being the fourth highest out of our fifty states, in the nation with that surge!!! DO SOMETHING HERE! Tell everyone to get vaccinated and make mask mandates like everyone else should with this most deadly reSURGENCE of disease and deaths, without anyone at the helm!!!

In other words, do YOUR JOB!!! Or MOVE TO TEXAS!!! Where you and your Buddy, their governor, can fight it out on who is in charge there!

Moving on again...

The Olympics are happening, why?

The competitors are dropping out due to COVID and its varients!

None had to prove they were vaccinated, shocker!!!

In a country where only 23% of their population is vaccinated, we are sending our healthiest and best of our competitive beings???

Why put these specimens of perfection in harm's way? The only excuse is that we are all CRAZY!

As you might have surmised I am deeply against the competitors going!

It only shows me that once again money is more important than life!

Moving on embarrassingly once more... our sunrise...huh?

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!