...The mid-Gulf coast, with New Orleans in its crosshairs on this ironic 16th anniversary of their also disastrous Hurricane Katrina! The timetable was moved up to 2 P.M. NE time, 1 P.M. Central, their time!!! https://www.cbsnews.com/live-updates/hurricane-ida-update-forecast-louisiana-landfall-category-4-2021-08-29/
Moving on...
The Gubernator of Florida contends he has the right under "his" new law of parents rights that overshadows a law over one hundred years old. With that law stating basically, if anyone can harm another person by their unlawful behavior by putting that person in harms' way... Today that would be...that is as simple as not wearing a mask to prevent a deadly disease they are in violation of safely acting for the greater good of the majority of all people! His law in comparison has parents opting out of their children wearing masks due to their personal rights and basically the heck with everyone else, not taking any responsibility for others at all!
He still thinks his reasoning is better... stubborn man or whatever.
One word, YAY!!!
Moving on once again...
The last cluster of invasive trees removal, as you can see, is on its way down! Showing its proximity to the winch and ropes tied off, as you can see one major branch, on the right, has already been removed. We have decided at this point to shrink the garden allowing the grass to grow over after the work is completed.
The never had a chance evergreen by the dock will be removed as well as the scraggly tangelo that never produced and never did well in that location in all its 17 years of being there. I swear many of the trees there died since Hurricane Charley, only our Mango and Crape Myrtle have done really well to the left in that area. Thriving anchor plants...first is the mango from the pit and alongside that the Crape Myrtle, below them is the yellow allamanda on the trellises on the other side of the pool fence, below that, is an update of the coconut palm that will go where the dead tangelo is, there is another coconut palm that I have not seen in a pot on the side courtyard of the garage Hubby has said, below that is one of our two bougainvilleas needing a trimming right now, the other one is on the left side of the lower portion of the yard down by the canal ... and two of our three red hibiscuses, the other one is in between the windows of the two bedrooms.
And so we must go for now...
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.
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!



















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