Today upfront...

 

The Orange Roughie news... AKA Orange Frothy-Haired Guy AKA Mr. T AKA pres DJ...!

https://www.yahoo.com/news/trump-server-mystery-produces-fresh-182253334.html

The Gubernator has decided not to run for pres... for what sounds to me as a weird racist reason???

https://www.yahoo.com/news/florida-gov-ron-desantis-says-031935029.html

Important information no state should be proud of!

https://www.yahoo.com/news/florida-explaining-recent-covid-record-113000517.html

Moving on...

Yesterday, I hit my head, once again... I had been cutting a clump of knotted hair from Aussie behind his ear in our living room, and the shelving that juts out I came up under smashing the back of my head!

I do not know if the pain I am feeling behind my right ear now has anything to do with that?

Meanwhile, the ice pack I went and got in the middle of writing this seems to be helping!

Moving on again...

Hubby is replanting our plants into the garden as I write this!

We have only eight bags of mulch left, and so with everything going up, Hubby called Lowes to get a price on more that we will be needed. And from that call, Hubby found out that at $3 a bag that it is still a very good deal! So far, as you can see... the top to the bench is teak and so I bet Hubby is refreshing it before putting it back on. The pavers edging are high thus the need for more than the eight left bags of mulch.

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!