Scrappy’s new career

Scrappy: Hey, DaddyDog! Me: What now, Scrappy? Scrappy: I’m gonna be a pro wrestler. Me: That’s just great. Do have any experience in wrestling? Scrappy: Work? Hey, you’re forgetting when I wrestled that big dog. Uh, you know, Charlie. Me: So you did. What are you doing to get ready? It’s hard work even if it is fake. Scrappy: Wind sprints, baby! And it’s not fake. Scrappy: And I’m practicing my ugly face. Scrappy: And my tricks. “Playing with a possum” is my favorite because it’s just like napping. Me. Okay, sounds good. You need a strong ring name. What…

To sleep, perchance to… just sleep!

I went to bed at 12:30 a.m. today. I was pleased. That’s probably earlier than the average. But sleep I did not. I lay there for a good long time before I got up. A good long time lasted an hour and a half tonight. Among many other things, I don’t do sleeping well. In fact, the last time I had a great night’s sleep and bounded out of bed full of energy was in 2006. I remember the day well. But once up, what to do? I decided to finish this post I’ve been working on for days. I…

Not all the beautiful plants are in the garden

At Homeward Bound, I mean. These lovelies are on the fences just outside the dog kennels. I think they’re called listeria. They attract these really cool black jumbo bumble bees. I think they are bumble bees. I have tried to shoot the flowers many times over the years but have never succeeded in capturing them in the way I intended. That’s not to say that none of the photos are nice. Just not what I wanted. I’m letting go of that and just accepting what I get instead.