You'll recall that last fall, on the Last Nice Day, I took a lot of pics and blogged them for several days.
Today is the First Nice Day. The weather is gorgeous -- mid-60s, and sunny.
Mama Nature is still asleep. This is good; it will be in the 30s again in a day or so. But it means that there isn't much to take pics of. Mud. Brown leaves. Dead grass.
Antique Dr. Scholl's, from back when they were made from wood and had a distinct and definite bump under your toes that made them easier to hang on to.
Buzz, whose bad foot/leg has been noticeably worse since we got back from NC. I was hoping it would come back, after we had been here a while and I ran him more (chasing a toy through the kitchen), but, alas, no.
He mostly feels just fine, but he can't get around like he used to or like he wishes he could. (It makes him mad when Wilbur races up the steps past him as he struggles with each stair......)
Today he's feeling kind of slow. We'll see if that is just today or......
I opened a couple of windows to let in the warm air, and was immediately reminded why I love winter. Along with the nice warm air I am getting a ton of circular-saw-type noise from a couple houses down (someone is having some work done).
I am not that fond of the rest of humanity, and when I am forced to listen to their noise, Noise, NOISE, well, let's drastically understate and say that I am even less fond of them...............
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2 comments:
Scritches for the BuzzDogger!
He has seemed better since Friday, attitude/energy-wise.
I woke up with a headache on Friday; I wondered if he had one, too. He just didn't seem like he wanted to do anything.
He's felt better since then.
Wish his leg were better, too, sigh....
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