Is the PANDEMIC over???

 

I love most all news anchors but this morning I watched one interview with a bunch of teens talking about how depressing the PANDEMIC "had" been. For now, they have their sports in school back, no masks worn and they are playing contact sports, just like the pros!!!

Oh, and best yet they can see their friends in person now!!!

Am I the only one who has heard of the Delta variant of this deadly plague???

Depression is a very nasty thing, but death is much, much worse, I think, call me crazy I really do think that death is ten times, minimally, more depressing than depression!

Life lessons are better served cold, and with a mask six feet away from anyone you care about, PLEASE oh PLEASE!!!

People are still dropping like flies, morgues have reached their limits, and asking for cold storage units to be added into parking lots garages, etc.!

Hospitals are also running out of beds, most are filled to capacity!

Sorry friends and family but not just in Florida, all over this country and I heard all over the world too!

Be safe and careful, wear those masks all the time when out, keep your distance even with being fully vaccinated, cases keep happening anyway!

Please people just use your common sense, it ain't over till it's over!

And even then BE CAREFUL!!!

Moving on...

The Gubernator, when you mess up in public you really mess up and finally, it is cutting across party lines that he, the Gubernator is getting called out about it... death sometimes can be preventable, but he did not even try!!! Another mass murderer getting away with it... disgraceful!   https://www.yahoo.com/news/desantis-covid-fall-tiffany-carr-064540727.html

Moving on again...

The invasive trees removal... Hubby has gotten that last cluster down! Yay, Hubby!!! You can see all those scrub oaks in front of the last trunks cluster. 

The taller tree behind all that is our avocado tree that I grew from that Haas pit years ago, it has given us a bumper crop for the last several years! Haas is the smaller avocados that I call individual serving size, just perfect! That of course is staying. The only ones we have to fight for these are the squirrels, thus the baffle on the tree! And now without another tree to jump from...MORE FOR US!

Nearly last ... prayers to all in Ida's path!

Lastly, this morning's sunrise...

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 she was asked 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. 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!