"Kickin' down the cobblestones…" Paul Simon
Movin' right along, tho' we (meaning I, m'self) seem t'get a little slower ev'ry year…had some advide t'other day from an old buddy who's seriously pushing 90…he claims that he intends to avoid the falls that injure so many of his friends by avoiding walking entirely…sez if he needs to go anywhere, that he'll just waddle from now on…sez nobody ever falls when they're waddling…I told him that it's a theory but far's I know, he may be right….
Where have all the chickens gone? I haven't seen the chicken wrangler lately so I haven't been able to ask her but not too long ago, there were several hundred chickens inhabiting the byways of Ol Fair Oaks…On our walk t'day, we saw less'n a dozen in 'n around the park…it's gotta be people harvesting them cuz there ain't that many coyotes coming up from the river for chicken dinners…
John at the Salon laid in another supply of doggie treats which meant that I had to practically drag Rusty 'n Willy away…he has 'em spoiled as it has become an automatic stop for the both of them now…
We met up with another dogwalker this morning…we've not seen him before but he had 3 on a leash 'n they were all about the same size as Rusty 'n Willy…I kept da boyz on a short leash as he dragged his little horde past…I sed, "Good Mornin'…" but he just kind'a glowered 'n passed on by….ah well!
Brother John told me it wuz a balmy 7 degrees at his place in Kansas last eve…I began the day wearing two tee-shirts but the short sleeve one has t'go….I'm pretty sure that we'll get some more rain 'n chilly weather in the next couple months but by gee 'n by golly, it sure feels a lot like Spring…..
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." Groucho Marx
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