https://www.yahoo.com/news/house-poised-censure-rep-adam-195841131.html
Paris explosion!
https://www.yahoo.com/news/paris-firefighters-battle-blaze-spewing-155211138.html
Uneasy GOP wants to commit to extreme measures...! Oddly enough, McCarthy is the voice of reason...
https://www.yahoo.com/news/mccarthy-warns-house-gop-now-143724981.html
Moving on to what's familiar...
For a long time coming an easier way to protect against hurricane prep... an automatic electronic hurricane shutter our old shutter was getting way too heavy to maintain as Hubby gets older and his back problems worsen...Number One son came to help install this DIY project due to the initial weight also being quite heavy... but after a button control for up and down and even a manual crank if we lose power, but we do have a generator so it wouldn't be for very long. All the other windows are smaller so their shutters are much lighter and still easy to manage!
Before valance and lip on the bottom...
Our morning sunrise...
MY MUSES are below!
3 months and 4 years old, now 5!
I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name...ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now five years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am a bit too big, ha!
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.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!
Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am eight years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!
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 had been 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 is 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, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!
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