I enjoyed last Friday’s ramble so much I decided to do it again!
It’s nearly 11:00 in the morning. The sun has been up for over four hours but you wouldn’t know it by looking out the window. It’s very dark today and raining pretty hard. It feels like the seasonal switch has flipped to autumn. Monday afternoon was hot, sunny and summery and today feels like we’re deep into autumn.
Usually, I try to put off feeling like it’s autumn until after the equinox on the 22nd but this year I think I’d better get into autumn mode early or I could miss the whole thing. Many of the trees are turning early this year. I’ve been wondering why and yesterday I discovered the answer on one of the weather blogs I obsessively check. It’s because the trees are stressed from having three dry, hot summers in a row. This worries me since I fear that we are turning into the new California and I don’t want to live in California. I love the trees there. Well, maybe not the alders. They’re pretty ugly most of the year and I’m allergic to their pollen. But I still don’t want them to die off.
The shift in the weather has brought a shift in Scooby’s habits too. He’s back to perching in the middle of the dining room table, although it’s so dark I haven’t been able to get a good photo of him doing it. This sudden shift to dark skies makes me realize I need more lighting in my house!
I did capture a photo of Scooby perching in the Boo Cave that Daniel made for him. He said Scooby couldn’t resist it and he was right!
He’s such a curious kitty. Trouble and Frosty didn’t even glance at the Boo Cave.
Scooby also struck again with his shoe puking. He hit Daniel’s shoe again night before last. That’s four times in the last two months that he’s puked in someone’s shoe. He’s got to be doing it on purpose!
Last night Don and I went the Bad Company concert. It was raining but it didn’t bother us and didn’t seem to bother anyone else either. People just put on plastic rain panchos, got drunk and danced. We didn’t do any of those things, we just watched. It was fun, both to see the band still rock at their age and to watch older people having so much fun. I was one of the youngest people there!
Here are a couple of terrible phone photos.
The scary part was driving home. We watched as drunk people staggered out to their cars, got behind the wheel, then surrounded us at 65 mph on the freeway. It didn’t matter that we only drank water, it was a perilous journey anyway. Serving alcohol right up until the end of the concert seems like a bad idea although I guess people could just walk into the casino and order drinks.
Today I’m worried because Smarty didn’t eat his breakfast and doesn’t seem to feel good. I also haven’t seen New Shorty in a couple of days.
Today I have a physical therapy appointment for the strain in my hip flexor. I’m dreading it. My hip flexor seems to be getting better on its own and I’ve never been to physical therapy and really don’t know what to expect.
Well, I think I’ve touched on enough topics for this to be a good long ramble. I wish you all a wonderful weekend!