There’s Never a Pet Psychic Around When You Need One

Where have all the pet psychics gone? Once they proliferated the channels and talk shows. Have they disappeared into obscurity?

Why had my dogs suddenly stopped going on morning walks? “There were no bad dogs, only bad pet owners.” I understood Cesar Millan’s message.

What was different? Did I need to change my morning routine? Was it them?  Or, was it me?  Had they sensed the recent tropical storm? Was I over thinking the issue?

I needed the exercise and walked without them the past two mornings. The weirdest part was the sensation of them being there–even though they weren’t.

That’s my nickel’s worth.  I hope the answer comes soon.  I’m not nearly as interesting without Max and Maggie.  It may simply be discomfort from summer heat and humidity.

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Summer Is Coming (Better Late Than Never)

Hope twisted with howling winds
Darkness fell across the land
Enough-was-enough cries unheard
What was ahead?  More of the same?
When would there be spring?
Winter to summer, no in-between?
Nature, this year, gave nary a tease
Sometimes could be downright mean

Follow the Falling Fat Guys

The roofing crew down the street started before 6AM.

Roofing’s hard work any time of the year.  That’s why you only see skinny, wiry guys doing this type of work.

Could you imagine what a hazard it would be, if old, heavy-set guys, like myself, tried roofing in this summer heat?  Fat guys falling off roofs everywhere–into the shrubbery.  I did blister my knees once, cleaning out the gutters.