I am happy to say that...

 

Here on November 22, 2021, all is quiet on the southeast southwest front! I have even given a friend, in another state the address of the unruly just in case. Where she lives, crime is a rare entity!

No undesirables threatening us here, today, and that is a good thing!

Interesting how I had to state our location, which is accurate as of the southeast southwest front!

We live in the southeastern portion of the U.S., but in our state, we live on its southwest side of our state's peninsula! 

Funny how the eastern coast of this state, also in the southern portion of our state, is just called, "the south" of our state not southeast!

Any-who, that just makes no sense!

Although lately, I have been noticing our news people lumping us in with the other coast and using just the collective term, "south Florida" while speaking of both!

I suppose in Grammarly that is correct.

Moving on...

Today is Frontline day for our crew of three fur babies, the 22nd of every month they get their applied to their shoulders monthly to protect them from fleas and ticks, etc. The sixth of the month is for Hartguard for heartworm preventative. All year round always here in the south!

Which also makes it bath day before it is applied!

And so Hubby has offered to bathe the two boys while I take care of just little Bella.

That should be challenging for me with my brace still on my left hand until Wednesday!

But not as challenging as doing all three, which I usually do!

And hopefully will do it again when my hands and elbows recover!

Moving on again...

I had forgotten to post my shots of the lunar eclipse, taken with just my Android camera... as all my pictures are taken including Hubby's amazing sunset of recently posting.

Here's what I got in a matter of seconds not time-released...

For any who missed it, a once in 600 years event!

Oh, and Hubby's beautiful sunset below, for those who may have missed it too!!! Rinse and repeat! With our simple cameras, we have not used any special effects!

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................................................ 4 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 six 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 seven 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!