Nosmo King
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An update on things around here.
First, know that all the trees are leafed out, even the stubborn catalpas. While the azaleas and dogwoods have packed up their beautiful blooms for the year, the rhododendrons are in full flower gracing the wooded hillsides with purple and white and magenta. The Tri-State Garden Club kicked off summer by planting the half barrel planters at the entrance to Thompson Park. Geraniums in red, white, peach and pink are in the soil-filled barrels along with spikes and vinca vines.
I saw them as I finally took Daisy the Mutt for a walk this afternoon. Still in the midst of her pharmaceutical regimen, she found the energy to swat the sole of my foot with her paw and implore me to put the collar on her and drive her over to the park. She found the will, even in her anti-biotic and steroid haze, to chase three squirrels back up into the trees. One goofy chipmunk was convinced to seek shelter in a catch basin after it drew Daisy's attention.
She has four different pills to swallow twice a day. Getting that medicine down her throat has been our little game since Thursday evening. She is a sneaky little minx stashing the pills between her lips and gums while she fakes swallowing them. I find them stuck in her whiskers or clicking on the hardwood as they tumble from her mouth. I gently hold her muzzle closed and stroke her throat until her little pink tongue flicks out of her mouth.
She found her appetite a little yesterday. She gobbled down a container of Little Caesar's Porterhouse Steak formulation. It was either appealing or merely novel, but it made me happy to see her eat. I fixed a batch of white rice and canned chicken meat from which she eats the chicken and puts the rice on the floor next to her dish.
It's raining tonight. Some thunder, some breeze but nothing like the folks along our gorgeous Gulf Coast are putting up with. From the forecast track of this storm, we should be getting wet by Thursday or Friday. I wonder if our next weekend will be ruined as this weekend for our southern friends is being ruined.
Meanwhile, the Memorial Day weekend marches on. The parade is Monday morning and, after a flag ceremony at Riverview Cemetery, a car show and pony rides for the kids downtown and picnics in many back yards, the weekend wraps up with a fireworks display Monday after sunset.
But the point of the holiday is to remember, honor and thank those who Lincoln said gave their last full measure of devotion in service to our nation. May it never be said that we citizens have failed to show our gratitude to our service women and men. They have never failed us.
Happy Memorial Day everybody!
First, know that all the trees are leafed out, even the stubborn catalpas. While the azaleas and dogwoods have packed up their beautiful blooms for the year, the rhododendrons are in full flower gracing the wooded hillsides with purple and white and magenta. The Tri-State Garden Club kicked off summer by planting the half barrel planters at the entrance to Thompson Park. Geraniums in red, white, peach and pink are in the soil-filled barrels along with spikes and vinca vines.
I saw them as I finally took Daisy the Mutt for a walk this afternoon. Still in the midst of her pharmaceutical regimen, she found the energy to swat the sole of my foot with her paw and implore me to put the collar on her and drive her over to the park. She found the will, even in her anti-biotic and steroid haze, to chase three squirrels back up into the trees. One goofy chipmunk was convinced to seek shelter in a catch basin after it drew Daisy's attention.
She has four different pills to swallow twice a day. Getting that medicine down her throat has been our little game since Thursday evening. She is a sneaky little minx stashing the pills between her lips and gums while she fakes swallowing them. I find them stuck in her whiskers or clicking on the hardwood as they tumble from her mouth. I gently hold her muzzle closed and stroke her throat until her little pink tongue flicks out of her mouth.
She found her appetite a little yesterday. She gobbled down a container of Little Caesar's Porterhouse Steak formulation. It was either appealing or merely novel, but it made me happy to see her eat. I fixed a batch of white rice and canned chicken meat from which she eats the chicken and puts the rice on the floor next to her dish.
It's raining tonight. Some thunder, some breeze but nothing like the folks along our gorgeous Gulf Coast are putting up with. From the forecast track of this storm, we should be getting wet by Thursday or Friday. I wonder if our next weekend will be ruined as this weekend for our southern friends is being ruined.
Meanwhile, the Memorial Day weekend marches on. The parade is Monday morning and, after a flag ceremony at Riverview Cemetery, a car show and pony rides for the kids downtown and picnics in many back yards, the weekend wraps up with a fireworks display Monday after sunset.
But the point of the holiday is to remember, honor and thank those who Lincoln said gave their last full measure of devotion in service to our nation. May it never be said that we citizens have failed to show our gratitude to our service women and men. They have never failed us.
Happy Memorial Day everybody!
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