Sunday, March 24
This day begins in its usual way at our home in southern Arizona. Sunshine through the windows. Birds singing. Reggie and Roger playing in the covers. Me savoring the precious moments that precede getting out of bed to let the boys outside.
I walk around the property, coffee cup in hand . . . .
Reg and Rog wander with me.
Hmm . . . the rose bushes look happy . . . .
Wonder what new plants have arrived at the garden center . . . .
Next trip to the store I’ll pick up more spray paint for the wicker rocker . . . . .
“Are you two ready for breakfast?”
And so the day begins in a usual way.
Little do I know.
I putter around with various projects. Up on a ladder with caulk gun in hand, I pause my work to watch Reg and Rog rolling around in the flowers, wrestling and nipping at each other. I laugh at their innocent play.
They never tire of each other.
I check behind the back fence.
Oh, wow. Weeds are fierce back here.
Those yellow, low-to-the-ground wildflowers (aka weeds) that beautify our yard? Here they’re hip-high and higher and going to seed.
I’ll give them more time and then hack them down with the weedwacker. Gosh, I am so glad I bought that thing . . . .
I’m still toying with the idea of camping.
Not long ago I emptied the back of the Perfect Tow Vehicle and hauled a load of brush, branches, and trash to the transfer station. It’s now swept clean. I place items inside that we will need when we go boondocking.
Stuff like the blue mat and stakes, camp chairs, leveling blocks, the griddle, red checked oil-cloth, portable air compressor.
I should check the inverter . . . .
I pull the inverter out of a cabinet in the Best Little Trailer.
I plug it into the 12-volt socket and discover it doesn’t turn on.
A quick check reveals a blown fuse at the BLT’s converter, and, of course, I can’t find my supply of fuses.
Will I ever get organized again?
Add fuses to the shopping list . . . . Should buy a spare inverter, too. Darn, I hate spending money on that . . . .
The day passes quickly.
I do my stuff and the boys do theirs.
Reggie is the official Meal-Time Reminder Dog.
He repeatedly pounces on my legs as I sit with computer open on my lap.
“Okay, okay. It’s five o’clock. Time for supper.”
I fill their bowls and set them down.
“Hey? Where’s Roger?”
This is strange. He’s always here at supper time, twirling at my feet, eager for another meal.
“Reggie, where’s Roger?”
I search the backyard. I walk around the house with Reggie tagging behind. I check the front yard and the porch.
No Roger.
Uh-oh. This is not good.
I check all the rooms in the house.
No Roger.
Well, he’s gone. Oh, damn. Dear sweet Roger is gone. How did that rascal get out?
To be continued . . . .
rvsue
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NOTE TO ROGER’S FANS:
Bad Me loves a cliff-hanger and says, “Oh, boy! This will get them coming back for more!”
Good Me says, “Don’t listen to Bad Me. You can’t leave your dear readers hanging like this! You just can’t!”
Totally Me compromises. “Hey guys, I love to tell a good story and this is a good one. And I want to tell it with details. At the same time, losing Roger is too serious an event to play around with. So here’s what I’ll do. I’ll tell a little bit of the ending so everyone can relax and enjoy the story. Is that okay with you two?”
Bad Me: “Geez, what a wuss.”
Good Me: “Oh, I’m so proud of you!”
IMPORTANT MESSAGE:
At this point in the story, Roger is missing, but only temporarily.
Roger at his favorite barking corner of the yard.
All the photos in this post were taken after his escapade. As I type this a few days later, Roger is outside with Reggie. He’s probably sunning himself in his doggie bed or sniffing the property line or happily play-fighting with Reg in a bed of yellow flowers.
Do come back to read the rest of Roger’s story! Can you guess how it goes? — Sue
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YIPPEE FOR DAWN IN NORTH CAROLINA! FIRST TODAY!
Thank you to “Totally Me’ for the compromise. My heart sank for a minute there.
Oh man, mine too, I had a Doberman years ago, dropped dead running to fetch a tennis ball. He was young and healthy (or so I thought), broke my heart… anyway the title and this story had me going. I’m glad the crew is home, and I can breathe waiting to find out about the excellent adventure.
Dang, talk about a cliff hanger. Glad you were nice to us!
Be still my heart…which is just thumping! Thank you, thank you for not leaving us hanging. Don’t EVER do that again, Roger.
Gosh Sue, now that I’ve gone back to read, you sure do love a cliff hanger. I’m glad you let us know all’s well that ends well. Would hate to think of poor Roger lost out there! Give your babies a good hug! I am sad this week. I think it is the last week of my oldest cat, Sammy. Due to age and kidney disease she is losing lots of weight and not eating much…even the good stuff…rotisserie chicken! She has had a good life. Yet, I can’t bare to think of having to say good bye to her.
I’m sorry, Dawn, that Sammy’s time is drawing near. I know you cherish every moment.
Awww, I’m sorry Dawn. Always so hard to let them go.
Keeping you in my thoughts, Dawn. It is always so hard to say goodbye to our beloved pets. **hugs**
It’s the horrible way our journey ends with our pets. I’ve been there many times in my 80+ years. It is our duty to end the suffering of our beloved little pets. You don’t want to see them in pain. The vets send them away peacefully, no more pain. Cherish them in memory. I feel for you, Dawn….
Thank you so much Jim. It says so much about the kind of person you are when you are offering me comfort about my cat on the heels of losing your wife. I appreciate your kind words.
Dear Dawn, so sorry to hear about Sammy. It is the hardest thing to do, isn’t it – saying good bye to our beloved fur babies? I hope for you a week filled with time together and lots of cuddles. I’m sure Sammy knows she is well-loved.
Dawn,
Sorry to hear about Sammy. CRF or CKD is difficult..especially with their selectiveness in food. One day something works..the next day they turn up their noses.
I just spent the entire day figuring out what food will “help”. Often times the RX diet from the vets isn’t anything near tasty and cost is normally high.
Diet often extends their life cuz their kidneys don’t have to work hard processing and eliminating. With that…you want something that is about 40% protein, and generally 10 % carbs .that leaves 50 % fat…AND the most important is phosphate ..it needs to be low. 100-200 Higher protein means the BUN levels increase..which leads to other issues. Higher phosphorus means the kidneys have to work harder. Lower the phosphorus and you will see a change in lethargy, appetite..and Sammy will feel better.
Subcutaneous fluids also helps give them a boost by flushing the kidneys.
Here is an example:
Fancy Feast classic recipe is 40 protein, 57 fat, and 3 carbs..the kicker is phosphorus 355-500! Although kitty may like it..their kidneys have to work 3-5 times harder!
I’ve searched thru 60 pages of nutritional values for the current wet cat food. I have a list of 8-10 brands with specific flavors that may be helpful for you and Sammy.
With CRF or CKD, it is a rollercoaster…been there done it five times.
Feel free to email me…brantinghamgirls@twcny.rr.com.
Leave a reply post to let Sue know you have read this and she will delete my info. (Not really worried about the latter) 😉
And when the time comes as sad as it is..Sammy will let you know!
Email me at……..
Oh so sorry Dawn…life is hard. I miss having a dog very much…but I don’t think I could deal with the grief when I would have to part with them. Sending hugs.
That’s a cliffhanger all right. My heart went into my throat when I read the title. I couldn’t stand you losing one of the boys! I’m glad all is well that ends well. We lost one of our girls when we first moved here. Two girls squeezed out a small crack in the x-pen. One was hit and killed, the other came back and cried at the door until we heard her.
Thanks for not leaving me hanging. Love a good story. Enjoy.
WHEW- I must admit I zoomed right to the end of the post when I caught on that Roger disappeared! Then went back to read the whole thing. I’m interested to find out if he returned voluntarily, or if you had to hunt him down. Please don’t make us wait tooooo long!!
Thanks for the peek to the ending.
Tease….
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Hi, Jim! 🙂
Hi Denise…
Hi Jim! How are you doing?
Hanging in there Cynthia. Thanks for asking…
Oh! I’m so relieved Roger reappeared, however it occurred. You are such a great story-teller… I was reading with dread, so not wanting Roger to disappear. Welcome back, Little Rascal.
OMG, Sue I can’t stand this. Where is Roger?
Just read the very end, whew!
Wow but glad Roger is home. Here at my house I continue to weed new sprouts popping up & keeping up. I sit on the patio after another round of weeding marveling at new grass growing now that weeds are gone. The desert rose tree budded out finally after temps hit above 80.
My truck is in the shop for a few days to fix leaking Freon line & plugged drainage. Also emissions parts being installed so I can pass the test in July to register the truck.
Love your yard…looks so peaceful. Yes, I would close the house for summer & find camp in cool country. Running an a/c is expensive.
Hi, Rita,
I’m interested in the desert rose tree, perhaps for our yard. 🙂
Ack! I nearly had a panic attack when I read the title of this post. Thanks for relieving my fear at the end.
We live for cliff hangers…..
Ummm..you forgot to secure the double entry gate….and it was just his way of reminding you! Where was he? Lying in one of the chairs on the porch!
The spare fuses might be in the area where the circuit board is..square box thingymaggiggy.
Nope, I secured the gate. Nope, Roger wasn’t in one of the porch chairs.
I used up the spare fuses in the “square box thingymaggiggy” a long time ago. Thanks for the idea though — I’ll tape the little box of new fuses to the inside of its door. 🙂
Poor Roger was shut up in the BLT!
Nope, nice try, Renee.
I’m not going to respond to any more guesses because, if someone guesses correctly, I’ll have to kill the suspense of the story. Can’t do that! 🙂
Was he left behind the fence with all the weeds??? Damn girl, you have me a heart attack!
Morning Sue & Handsome Guys,
I really love cliffhangers – NOT!!! So, while I am waiting on the next chapter of “Where’s Waldo’s friend, Roger”, I decided to do something about my weeds which are reaching jungle-like quality and quantity. So I’m now waiting for Roger AND my new weed whacker and a rachet pruner. I hope they show up on your Amazon list. I’m more excited to find out about Roger than having to actually go out and deal with those huge weeds. Sigh….but somebody has to do it and the kitties go into kitty-zombie mode on their patio napping bed whenever I ask them for any kind of help. Long sigh …. so I’ll just avoid it all and stay here, reading your blog, enjoying your weed-free lawn, watching the boys play in pictures and “listening” to other blogerinos’ happy chatter. Morning All.
You mentioned removing an inverter from the BLT and in the photo of same, it looked as though you have a different bed arrangement or am I losing the remaining tatters of a once useful mind? I really very much like the pillow cover and matching bed cover in that photo. Very pretty. I am so in awe of your decorating skills not to mention your sleuthing skillset in Thriftstore bargain-hunting.
Am so enjoying your tales of “home” instead of travel tales. But would so enjoy riding along if you should go camping again –
I CALL SHOTGUN !!!!! OK, Roger and Reggie beat me to it !!! I’ll just sit here and continue to wait patiently for the next installment of the ongoing saga of Roger’s latest adventure.
Hi, Anne,
I see your order for a weedwacker and a rachet pruner. You got the super-duper weedwacker with adjustable power and it converts to an edger. Wow! Thanks for thinking of us.
Yes, the interior of the BLT is slightly different than the last time I posted a photo of it. I took out two of the storage cabinets because they are no longer needed. I don’t need to take as much stuff with us, now that we have the house. Plus they are handy for holding my gardening tools and whatnot. Thanks for the compliment on my decorating and also for the interesting, fun comment! 🙂
You are good with cliff hangers but I am glad that you didn’t leave us hanging!
I had a Yorkie once who dashed out every time the door opened. She would run as fast as she could away from the house and we would always find her in a yard or on someone else’s porch. She wanted to run but was always ready to come home! She just could not find her way home.
OMG. You had me on the edge of my seat—we lost our dog Taz (as in killed) a year and a half ago. It is still raw at times and it’s so sad when it happens to others. So thank you for telling us you found Roger. I will be back to hear the rest of the story!
I remember when you lost Taz. I’m sorry, Martha, that this post stirred up that sad memory.
A cliff hanger! I love cliff hangers…….that rascal! Yesterday I was working outside replacing a portion of fence in my front yard. Both my dogs took off…one ended up outside the property perimeter fence, one ended up in the back horse lot! These have dedicated fences, dog proof…well, apparently not! Lol
If only these scamps could tell us their adventures, they probably deliberately keep mum, just so they can have their adventures….
And we would never know…..
I’ll chime in on the chorus of “I’m glad you didn’t leave us hanging,” although I must say you did a great job of building suspense.
That mess behind your fence has to be one of the less attractive parts of becoming a homeowner. I’m noting the contrast with your header picture. Guess where I’d rather be?
As a restless kind of person, I’m going to say it’s good to see that you’re keeping the BLT ready to go.
My heart sunk when i saw the title of the blog—-I am glad you didnt leave us hanging –at least we know he is back in the yard safe and sound — now we wait to hear about his adventure —but dont make us wait too long
Oh that was HORRID!!! The entire time I’m thinking of the title….nah, it couldn’t be….she’s giving too many details for that to have happened to her….then it starts turning in that direction….then the words, “Dear, sweet Roger is gone”… I’m nauseated….I read your self-talk… damn!! Whew…oh my heart and lacrimal ducts ache! I can’t wait for this to pass!
I love playing with my readers’ emotions. Does that make me bad? (No reply necessary!)
Yes, that makes you bad. Very bad. I guess that makes us masochists!
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Thank you for letting us know Roger was found and okay…I was worrried.
Thank goodness….I’m too old to get that scared.
I was near tears just reading the title!
I think I stopped breathing while I read through the post. Geez, Roger – don’t EVER do that again!
Hi, Sue,
That Roger is a little stinker! So glad that he was “only” temporarily missing! 🙂
Sending you and your two little rascals lots of love and hugs from me and Gracie pup! xo 🙂
Wow. For a minute I really thought you were going to leave us hanging and I didn’t like it. I’m always happy to come back and read the next story without you doing a cliffhanger about one of the kids being gone. I didn’t even like the title. So thanks very much for clearing it up at the end can’t wait to hear the rest of the story
Wow Sue, my heart sunk with the title of this one. I love a good story and look forward to the rest of it but I am so glad you gave us a sneak peak to the ending.
Now that title got the heart pumping, so glad he is safe and sound.
Thanks for letting us know things end up okay. I will def be back for all the juicy details. 😉
Naughty boy Roger…but one we had was a rescue…and they seem to have to every so often go off wandering…it drove me nuts…I finally quit worrying…left water out…and when her highness deigned to reappear? Heh, left her out on the front porch ALL DAY. She would be a good girl for a very long time then after that…but still would wander eventually. Guess it gets in their blood. Our last doggie however?? NEVER EVER would leave the property unless we were with her…even if the gate was left open for days. LOVED that about her as well as other habits she had!! Sigh…still miss that girl!!
Goodness! This post brought me out of lurkdom! I read the title and my heart sank. I quickly skimmed through your post and read that Roger was missing. My heart sank even more. I scrolled and skimmed the rest as fast as I could … and was so relieved when I read the end! So very happy there are still two little rascals in your life. (Now I can go back and read the post and enjoy it!) 🙂
Thank you for not leaving us hanging. The first thing I thought of was that Roger was a stray at one point and maybe he decided to return to that life style. I could not imagine that he would leave his super cushy life with you, but strange things happen every day. I have been planning changes to my yard with flowers and a new tree this year. I finally have time to actually look and think about what I would love to see out there. I do not have to do it all this year, but I am working on a plan for the next couple of years. I know that you are working on your camping equipment, but I have a feeling it isn’t going to happen much. Air conditioning would pull me home as well as the peace that home brings. You have had some real adventures the last few years though. I love the everyday life you have now. I can really identify with it. But happy trails if you do venture out into the wild again. Thank you so much for sharing. look forward to Rogers adventure revealed.
Whew! My heart stopped when I read the title. Glad they’re both OK.
That’s mean! My heart just sunk, and I was almost in tears. I don’t see where you let everyone know Roger is okay, but I can tell by the comments. That’s not a nice cliffhanger!
Hi, Jan…. See “Important Message” at the bottom, near Roger’s photo.
You scared the you-know-what out of me! Thank you for the “spoiler”. Whew. As soon as I saw the title of the post my heart sank. So happy he is back and await the story of his mis-adventure. Can only imagine what you went thru!
Hi, Nancy,
What I went through is close to what you went through when you read the title of this post. That’s what this blog has always been — me sharing my life with you, the good and the not-so-good, down to the details and across all emotions. 🙂
Oh Sue, please don’t do that to us. I literally couldn’t breathe as I scrolled madly thru the post trying to figure out if everyone is ok. Grateful that you finally told us the ending before the middle … now I can breathe.
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Gosh, Sue, I can just imagine what you went through while Roger was missing , I’m sorry that happened, yet extremely glad to know he’s alright and back home with you and Reggie, again. Those searching times always feel so long, and have the most intensely spoken prayers…
Your yard looks really pretty with the flowering weeds, nature’s gift with no effort on your part, sweet! It’s good that you discovered the inverter’s blown fuse while you’re at home, buying spare fuses now can be done more conveniently than when you’re off camping somewhere. I understand a spare inverter being an unwanted expense, I remember your frustrating problems while not having one work though, and wouldn’t want you going through that again.
Hi, weather,
Traveling from camp to camp, often far from conveniences, has taught me several lessons. One of those lessons is to anticipate needs and prepare for them. Keeping the blog going requires a functioning inverter. I remember calling upon Chuck and Geri to pick one up for me when they passed a WalMart on their way for a rendevous with me and the crew in Bluff, Utah. It’s a long way from Bluff to buy an inverter and I didn’t want to wait for an order, if I could arrange it!
Fulltimers know to have back-up inventory of those things that are important to them, such as coffee, toilet paper, tank treatment, an inverter, fuses, dog food, etc.
I imagine those who are seasonally housebound by roads made impassable by snow or flood know to do the same thing. 🙂
I appreciate my boys even more, after this recent incident. I became aware of what a big presence Roger makes in this house. It was a huge cavern without him.
Thank you for another thoughtful post. Wishing you and your kitties the many joys of spring….
I am glad you let us know the end result of the story. It prevents fleets of chartered helicopters flying over southern Arizona looking for a small white dog.
Funny, Rhodium! Great word picture!
Hahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaa!
Oh goodness goodness goodness Sue!! Ahhhh! Heart in throat, speed readin’, burning in the corner of my eyes, yup, ya got me!! Holy moly, I feel like I just got off a rollar coaster or something… I need some water…
OMGosh I was so upset. I’ve never met him, but he is a part of my life.
Glad he is ok.
Roger is so adorable! I love reading about your day-to-day life and you are doing a greta job at keeping all of it interesting and engaging. Great job 🙂
Thank you, Liam!
HaHa, thanks Sue….
… For the cliff hanger and then for the teaser. I’ve noticed over the years you are good at cliff hangers. Personally I enjoy a good suspense story! I just knew in my heart li’l Rogg wasn’t goin’ too far from home. Maybe a walk-about, but hardly far enough to miss supper. Heh. All I ever had to do was cling-clang the food dish, and all the pets would be accounted for. Hee hee!
Quick Q? Did you (do you) run your Blackstone on top of your 4’ white folding table? ( The table previously mentioned when I reviewed mine and you said you had the same one). Larry is concerned the grill may get too hot to use it on anything other than a heat safe surface. What say you?
Thanks Sue!
Sorry for the delay in answering your question, Suzi.
I always put the red checked oilcloth over the white table before setting the Blackstone griddle on it. The table never received any damage. The feet of the griddle did make black marks on the oilcloth, but that’s all. I’ll be setting up my griddle soon and will continue to use the white table with oilcloth covering it.
Thank You Sue!
I guess we’ll give it a go and see how hot that puppy gets underneath. We searched online for reviews and information but couldn’t find any feedback about the unit and how hot it gets in the underside.
We placed an order through Amazon, and what an ordeal. First of all, we are new doing this- getting packages while traveling that is. We went to extra precautions with live customer service through Amazon, to ensure all packages would go UPS, and be delivered to a customer service center in Sierra Vista. Well, the packages were returned to Amazon, because they sent them through USPS instead, and of course they were rejected. It’s been quite the kerfuckle, if I may say so.
We had a similar problem in Ajo- long story. But in Ajo the company gladly re-sent Larry’s shirt to a place that accepted UPS packages instead of General Delivery. Different scenario, but similar frustrations.
I’ll keep you posted. Thanks for your response!
Suzi
I went through that same scenario with UPS and USPO not coordinating and my stuff was sent back. Annoying.
If you’re still unsure about heat on the table, you could put something under each of the feet of the griddle. Rather than an entire heat plate, to keep things light, something such as four blocks of wood (2 x 2, cut from the same piece to keep it level) or four pieces of tile would work.
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Hi Sue,
My new B&D week rearranger arrived today. Very fast.
I finally got tired of looking at weeds growing everywhere that cannot be cut with a lawnmower and are becoming a jungle. So I broke down and ordered a medium duty Black & Decker weed whacker similar to yours.
Luckily, B&D planned well and it was almost a snap to put together, considering I did it all myself. Only had one little “dustup” and wouldn’t be me if I hadn’t had one.
A typical Lucy and Ethel moment.
Battery snapped into place, length of handle adjusted for comfort/my height and a short walk over to the biggest problem closest to the RV… the snake pit.
I turned it on (yes, it came with a little bit of charge in the battery)
WOW ! is all I can say.
It really cut the grass even wth an idiot in control.
(I should write a book – “Weed whacking for Dummies”)
It is also an edger. No need for that just now.
It almost quit running after about 5 minutes so I turned it off and walked over to edge of patio, laid it across a chair sitting there. Decided to have a look at the battery, turned the whacker battery-end up and tried to grab the battery. As I did that, somehow both the switches needed to turn on the machine got pressed and before you could say “Gnat!”, I had chopped up the back 4 pages of the manual which was lying on the patio just in front of me in very fine pieces.
Luckily, that was the part of the owner’s manual that was in multi languages.
The English portion remains intact – for now. The battery is charging while I get other things done. Say, since my office shredder broke down a long time ago,
I’ll bet I could use this to shred my mail. Right, Sue?
At any rate, the grass and weeds are now being given formal notice –
“You will be next!”.
Also …
Not a cat in sight during this massive undertaking.
No, they were so annoyed to come strolling home under the back fence from a forbidden trip out in the woods (collecting ticks, no doubt) to find –
1] I had already opened the cardboard boxes – WITHOUT THEM
2] the cardboard boxes were not designed for kitty play
3] there was nothing in any of the cardboard boxes or packing materials
for them. How sad. Kinda breaks your heart, doesn’t it?
4] but I did bring some special kitty food home from Wally World just for them.
Apparently, that doesn’t count. Neither one would stand still to be petted or
have his ears scratched (which they both love) after they discovered #1-4
above. Usually they are all over me like static-filled underwear.
So, I suppose Mom’s in the non-existent dog house for now!
Anyway, thanks so much, Sue and boys, for my new weed eraser.
It is truly a terrific deal. It is still light out a little so I may try some more weed
erasing this evening. It is a very quiet machine. Almost no sound at all.
Just the grass and weeds screaming for mercy!
Thanks again, Sue, for helping get my spring lawn into shape and looking nice.
Sometimes when I read your blog, I feel like attending an evening class at the local library or … because I learn so much from you and other blogerinos. I sit down
to casually look at the pictures and read to find out what you’ve been doing. Next
thing you know, I’m grabbing a note book I keep near my iPAD for just such occasions
and I’m taking notes on something important. So thanks to you and to everyone
here who shares their expertise and knowledge.
Anne ( lost in the very tall weeds somewhere in GA – for now)
Anne! How the heck did you manage to turn on the weedwacker like that! You had me nervous thinking your fingers might have been “trimmed.” Well, I’m glad you are happy with your Black and Decker string trimmer. I do believe Georgia weeds are the fastest growing, toughest weeds on the planet. You’ll have plenty of opportunity to use your new toy.
I used my weedwacker today — cleaned up that area behind the back fence. Only took a few minutes.
I agree with you about the info my blog generates. Blogorinos have helped me in many ways over the years with their knowledge and advice. Thanks for noting their contributions — makes me proud! 🙂
You weren’t half as surprised as was I when that thing turned on.
Still don’t know how it happened. I was struggling trying to get the battery off. Boy, howdy!! tell me about losing fingers. I was immediately frightened at how close to my sneakers was that owner’s manual which was partially shredded. I’ll add a note in my notebook “to count my fingers after every use of the weed eraser.” 😳 😩
Ok, I’m working on my weeds and soon the grass.
As for GA tough – at least I’m not worried with the famous or
infamous Kudzu vine. So could be worse here.
Now, how about that cliff hanger where you left us with Roger
among the missing. Please don’t tell us he has joined a gang,
is wearing a leather jacket and carries a knife of some kind.
Anne
Wow! did you make my heart sink! glad you compromised lol
haven’t looked in on you for a while, and it’s nice to see what’s going on.
We haven’t been south for a while because of health things going on. I have
enjoyed being with grandkids, and kids, but miss boondocking as well 🙂
friends of ours went this year, and are going to New Mexico and Utah as
well as Colorado at some point. wish I were with them! 2 more surgeries,
then, maybe next year!