Buddy the Goober dog...
That dog is as bad as my daughter! He ran a thorn in his foot this morning according to the Mr. Mr. removed the thorn, all is well right? AT 10:00 am I finally get the dog to move again. He won't put any weight on the foot (I am assuming it's the same foot) even to chase a squirrel. Get him in to the Vet's office - and they do x-rays. *sigh* He has a broken toe. I have no idea how he broke his toe in our backyard but he has a broken toe. No sign of a puncture wound on the x-ray. I'm going back to bed and not moving - ever again. (OK, not really but I'm tired of all these "little set backs")

It's time to run away from home or else move... The crazy neighbor lady from down the street managed to get herself arrested. This normally would not be a factor in my life if it was anyone else. This lady seem to think we are her personal get out of trouble ace cards. She had just had her phone switched from cable to local phone company so the new number is not yet working...so she calls us to relay messages to her family. And calls. And calls. Each call from the county jail is collect. There are additional fees for going over 1 minute. She wants to talk... I think I will be gone from home a lot for a while. Depending on her trial, maybe for years.

As for the dogs, why do they insist on get into the dirtiest, stinkiest stuff they can reach? The yard is growing very fast with all the rain this month so I have an overflowing compost pile. Compost piles tend to stink when not turned, alot. Thanks to rain, I didn't turn it right away yesterday morning. when I did turn it, the dogs decided that they had to EAT parts of it and well as jump in and roll in it. I love my boys but well, I can't stand them when they smell like stinky compost. Mr. Chewy has rolled in the newly mowed stuff and then the compost until he is actually a dirty green color. I will give Buddy the Goober dog credit, it take more energy than he is willing to give to roll in the compost so it's mostly his breath.

Time to run, before long the crazy neighbor lady is liable to start calling, again and I want to be able to avoid the phone. With the rain still coming down, I can't escape to the yard so will have to find somewhere else to hide...

The snow keep falling - here is a picture of Buddy the Goober Dog (all 80 pounds of him) in the snow when I just let the dogs out. Mr. Chewy was standing on something, I'm not sure what since whatever was buried in the snow.

Since I cannot go anywhere, I have had out my "little story" that I have not worked on since Christmas. I decided that re-reading it and possibly editing what was written was a good place to start. I guess that maybe another change is coming in the last couple of chapters that I had wrote since I decided to take out parts of the story that really were not working anyway. At this rate it may get "finished" by the time I die.

Work is very aggravating. They will NOT cancel a job. I usually do not work on Saturdays but since we have all this weather, they started to call me in. The job tonight was in danger of being canceled due to people not being able to drive in... well duh! Montgomery County (the county Dayton is in) is under a level 2 snow emergency, while Miami County (just a couple of miles north of the job site) is under a level 3 emergency - if you are caught driving there and are NOT an emergency vehicle, you will be ticketed and/or arrested. Now the people who called off are rethinking (I wonder if they were threatened with loss of job?) and will come in. At least I don't have to now... I wonder where they were driving in from?

Oh well, off to find some lunch...
Stay warm!

Hoping yours went well.  I went to my sister's for the real turkey day and cooked for ours today.  I will not be fixing another turkey until next Thanksgiving so the family better enjoy it now...
     Buddy the Goober Dog loves food.   Since I had him to the vets early this summer for a allergy related ear infection, he has gained 10 pounds.  The problem with putting him on a diet is that we also have Mr. Chewy the World's Mightiest Hunter (in His Own Mind).  There is not one ounce of fat on Mr. Chewy.  If it weren't for his fluffy fur, people would thing we were starving him.  He just is very active and only spends as much time as he needs for a good meal at the bowl.  If he could only teach that to Buddy...
     Despite the fact that I only fix turkey once a year, those dogs have kept an eye on me every since they smell that raw turkey enter the house.  Does anyone know how hard it is to fix a thanksgiving meal while continually stepping over an 80 pound and a 40 pound dog?  They did not want that bird out of their sight... Think I have given them too many scraps while carving the bird in the past.  *sigh*
   I think I will be thankful for healthy, happy dogs even if one of them is fat.   The kids will beg to differ as they have canine company while doing the dishes right now...

It's raining.  After a summer of drought, Mother Nature is trying to finally release the right amount of water for the year. *sigh*  The dogs have decided that they need to bring the outdoors inside in the form of Mud.  Now, neither dog likes water when it comes to baths or even cooling off under a hose in hot weather but rain and wet icky mud seems to fascinate them.
     Remember the painting I did for the lady at church?  I still have it.  I went by her house and well, I don't think her house exists.  I've checked the address in various publications and yes I have the right one but I cannot find any house on the street with that number.  It's enough to make a person go insane. 
     I have been writing some on the story.  As of this morning I got it over 50,000 words.  Now to end it with going over the upper limit of words...  Gee, you would think I plan on publishing it.  I'm not sure - I really have security issues and I don't want to deal with waiting for those rejection letters to start showing up.  Anyone want to deal with that for me?

Time to go clean...Yeah right.  That smacks of house work and I don't do house work...

The fence saga continues... Mr Neighbor told us it would be three - four days.  HA!  The Fence Guy showed up last Wednesday, took down the fence and no one was seen again until Monday  when the Auger Guy showed to drill huge holes for the new fence posts.  He got done and no one else showed until yesterday when Fence guy reappeared and dropped the new wood fence posts into the holes and left.  Fence Guy and Helper Guy have been here all day today (for the first time since they started) But they are still trying to get all the fence posts in a upright position.   I expect them to leave at anytime now - they have been here for more than 2 hours.  This is gonna be a lot longer than three to four days.  Mr. Chewy is trying his best to keep his legs crossed that long - he absolutely hates being outside on the leash.  We have become well known at the Bark Park now.
     The time at the park has yeilded time to write on my story... HAHAHA!  If you consider being bowled over by over exuberant dogs while trying to write productive. The story is up to 32,000 words.  I hope to actually have it written at some point but don't anyone hold their breath.
     Well, youngest is here now to sit with the dogs so I guess I can wonder off to the grocery store.  I would send Buddy the Goober Dog but he would eat the entire stock of the store before coming home and I can't afford that.  I wonder if I can get him to sweep the floor for me????

See our back yard is fenced which is good since Mr. Chewy, the World's Greatest Hunter In his own Mind, and Buddy the Goober Dog both live here... HOWEVER (knew it was coming right?) the fence was put up after the neighbor    put his up so our fence is actually his fence on one side.  He has decided to replace the fence leaving us with temporarily no fence on that side of the yard.  Mr. Chewy thinks he should be outside but NOT on a leash at all times.  Buddy thinks he needs to keep an eye on Chewy Cause Chewy may get a treat or sumptin that Buddy won't... This making them stay inside is the pits, esp. for them.  The Guy putting up the new fence for said neighbor is doing this part time when he does not have to work his real job...This is going to be a long weekend I think.  *sigh*  The dogs just don't understand all this.
   So I took them to the Bark Park today for exercise.  Buddy of course was so excited that he did not want to behave on the leash until we got there... I figured they would be easy to bring home since they would be tired. *sigh*  I went to leave, got Buddy on his leash, reached over to get Mr. Chewy on his leash and Buddy took off for the gate to go home.  I now have a beautiful bruise on my elbow from falling on the Faux rock retaining wall that Buddy jumped off of.  I'm afraid to look in the mirror since my face hit it also.  It will be a long night at work tonight since I can feel my elbow tightening up.
    Well, need to get back to chores, yuk.
     hope the world is treating everyone else well today.