Via Orange Frothy-Haired Guy...
Relentless!
Florida could be in for heavy rain starting this weekend as the Gulf system moves east (yahoo.com)
Moving on...
Sidetracked by going to Lowe's to get sandbags and order 1200 Lbs. of sand for them to protect our home due to a deluge of rain on its way! The sand will be delivered tomorrow morning, and we hope we will have help filling the bags. I contacted the non-profit that is supposed to be helping people... Then we got gas at Sam's Club at 2.82 a gallon!
And then we went to Bealls at the Promenades and I found another cute fall outfit and found out I wear size 4 petite jeans. I donated all my small-sized old clothes when I no longer fit into them. Then I had PT, and physical therapy, after that, we had time for lunch at home with leftovers on the menu and then FEMA representatives came to check out our damage!
That was my day. I began writing this in the morning, but as things changed, here it is for everyone to see at an hour when I'm typically asleep. Indeed, I retire early and rise early as well! It truly balances out.
TTYT?
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
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 said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have found that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. 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! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now six years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right,
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.
My previous family turned me in, stating that Imisbehavedg 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, clearing 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 12-ish 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 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 when 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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