Day nine of my self imposed bed rest, non productive me that I do not like!

Oh, because I fell and five days after I went to the hospital and I was dx'd with back strains in the thoracic and lumbar regions...

It is rather odd that even my wrists twinge in pain of the electrical sensation kind...! ( Carpal tunnel too dx'd by EMG)

"The Littles", which in our home consists of Chance and Bella, Aussie being the "Biggie", any-who...for some strange reason neither can seem to jump up on our low riser bed, but they can on our higher chairs and couches in the living room and sunroom... and yes, we are two of those, allowing all three of our fur babies to rest comfortably anywhere in our home since it is "our home", meaning theirs too! The problem is that Chance is a little over 20 lbs. and Bella is a little bit more than ten...YES, COVID-19 took a toll on all threes waistlines too, since it has been way too hot, triple digits feel like and so no more parks walking, since, even before now when it has simmered down people felt it was fine to go maskless!!!

So their size, i.e. the "Littles" is why picking them up hurts my hands so much! But to be honest, my hands hurt writing this too! And bending down to pick them up is also an issue with my back, shoulders, and not to mention my legs!

I can't call Hubby every two minutes, and so we do have doggie beds too for them, three large orthopedic ones scattered throughout the house our bedroom, guest room (that will be moved out into the sunroom if we ever get any guests again!), and living room that they each use on and off every day. But believe it or not, they do also enjoy sleeping on the hard cool tiles,... since our central air is on always!

If not familiar with our fur babies their short bios are below...!

Hubby is outside getting the new little garden to the left of the sunroom door, prepared for its Mother-in-law tongues (we have so many) and Wandering Jew plants and mulch. After that, he is spray painting three nasty red large pots, in other words chipping and looking bad, navy blue! 

We have one very pretty and very large turquoise pot, I should have bought two, that needs a bath and had previously housed the lemon tree that has been planted in the pond garden. I will be planting in all four pots displays with Mother-in-law tongues taking center stage and other plants surrounding them. The plan is for them to display the two of the navy ones and the one turquoise down at the end of the pool. The plants that will go into those pots need minimal watering once established and should look great!

Moving on... get your hotkeys here!

VOTE BLUE IN 22!!! Registered Florida Democrats on August 23rd for the primary and then again November 8th for the election!!! Two Democrats are running against the Gubernator, thanks!!! And either one would be a vast improvement over the current one!

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2022_Florida_gubernatorial_election 

What are you??? Horse???? Or a crazy wannabe one???

https://www.yahoo.com/news/lawsuits-demand-unproven-ivermectin-covid-134103606.html

No words!!! Since anything I would say would be controversial!

https://www.yahoo.com/news/protesters-yell-f-k-joe-210058754.html 👎👎

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? Mom apparently asked her age but not her name...ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way, so my 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 I saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... 

The animal control lady had been 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! The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening?  

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!