Our youngest son Bart is now renting a
studio apartment from his cousin Sam and Amy. He had to give back his
dog Carson to the shelter. Carson was being to hard on the cat..sort
of relationship like a mouse and cat.
I find it sad, but I understand the
reason he gave him back to shelter.
Last few day I been fighting with
depression and anxiety. I've been diagnose with minor epistemic
depression and anxiety. Not sure what actual brought it on. I could
speculate for a very long time. It won't do any good.
Sooner or later my mood will change.
The other day Murphy and I took a drive
up Myrtle creek just to sort of get out of the place. Ended up
grabbing a little bit of wood.
What we would like to fine is some
moral but it's been dry.
I over heard a conversation at a
building supply store. About painting rocks red and putting them in
the strawberry patch before the season beings.
I guess the theory is that the bird for
while will show up and think the red rock are berries. In there bird
language will single the other one to stay away.
Not sure if it will work or not. I know
birds aren't color blind.
Seem like everyone needs to fence in
there garden to keep the deer out. But we need a new spot to plant
the potatoes.
We wonder what we were going to do to
keep the deer out. They adapted very well as one needs change there
ideal to keep them away.
So I got some those wind things that
one sticks in the ground. I know by now they don't keep anything away
but I like them.
So Murphy nail a vacuum cleaner bag to
the power line pole in our yard. So far no deer foot print or poop
around the garden.
If any of you out in blog land isn't a
gardener the kitty cat and the puppy dog fur is a deterrent to keep
the deer away.
The other day Murphy and I went to
Sandpoint to get some things we need for the place. But before I got
to Wal mart I went into Penny's. Murphy had to exchange a pair of
shoes that didn't fit right.
But I want to pick up pair of pillow
cases to embroidery on. I couldn't fine anything for under $20. I
guess I'm really out step with the times.
I've need pads for my wet jet. Now I'm
sorry I bought them. Anther idem that went up in price. But while
ago I saw you can take cloth diapers, cut or fold them down to fit
and sew some Velcro but I couldn't fine any cloth diapers. Instead I
use some old ragbag towels and sewed them up to fit. The only thing
now I need to get is Velcro.
This way once either Murphy or I mop
the floor the rag can be put in the washed and reused. The mop pads
for the wet jet is about .50¢
each now.
I”ll
leave everything as it is but it so strange that I feel a little
blue.
Coffee is on
Editor Note...I heard the shelter
found a home for Carson....such a friendly dog
I'm guessing that you suffer from anxiety for the same reason I do, the future of mankind, and it isn't looking good.
ReplyDeleteWell, all we can do is carry on and look for humor along the way.
Sorry that you didn't get an invitation to visit my blog, Goggle sent you one, I'll try to get it sorted out. Bill