They arrived!

 

The gold on it is exterior only, while internally it is a stainless steel watering can! Oh, and those who voted for the blue lid on my rope bucket that blue lid one just sat there, while the yellow lid turned and locked on! Keeping anything from getting into it with the potting soil contained! Please forgive. 

The older green plastic watering can, below on the lower shelf, is overkill with the starter pots. The problem is that you never know how full to fill it, so the tendency is overfilling it, and making ONE BIG MESS! Plus it has seen better days,... there is a hole in it near the top opening, and in plastic that might mean it could crack all the way down at any time.

Our fur babies' life jacket/floatation devices pictured below are right now under our bed in one of those new plastic containers that I haven't used yet. 

No, I am not concerned they will get wet that would be silly, ( Although, if we did have flooding that went under our bed that would be awful, thankfully that has never happened!) but hairy from Aussie, you betcha! Any-who, it is temporary, since I will be tackling my closet soon, maybe even today? And I might need the extra containers, under our bed, for items that are questionable to be saved or donated. By the way, the Chewy items came via FedEx without any issues! The watering can be an Amazon item also of course without ever any issues!

Hubby is outside measuring how many additional decorative stone edgings he will need for the new garden on the other side of the sunroom door, he has many leftovers, but not quite enough. His plan is to get the correct amount counted out and get the additional mulch that we will need to finish off the pond garden! He would like to call it in for a curbside pick up at one or both of the home stores! Unfortunately, one only has our edging, and the other has a better price for mulch, not in the same store, but only a few blocks from each other, i.e. Home Depot and Lowes.

Hubby just measured the shorter garden's dimensions, 11 1/2 feet long by 19 inches in depth, and as you can see the edging blocks come up short. He will determine how many are needed and then be on his way after putting in his curbside orders, I think.

The below mushroom was growing alongside our watering spickets, what kind are they and are they dangerous to our pups? I pulled it out by its roots and threw it into the garbage can!

Friend or foe, shroom, does anyone know?

Moving on, ... to getting your hotkeys here!

DeathSatan at it again!!!

https://www.edweek.org/leadership/florida-governor-threatens-to-withhold-salaries-of-school-leaders-who-impose-mask-mandates/2021/08

Facebook,... 😢A matter of opinion...and sadly too many truths?

https://www.yahoo.com/news/is-facebook-facing-a-big-tobacco-moment-150659514.html

The fright of last night! And unfortunately beyond...!

https://www.yahoo.com/news/donald-trump-signals-iowa-rally-083038229.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? 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 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 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!

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