Friday, December 16, 2011


In 'texteze,' the vernacular of the day (which is ringing the death knoll for the English language as we know it), I was LOL yesterday.  That's "laughing out loud," for anyone who doesn't text, Tweet, woof or whinny.  The usual suspects showed up for their turn on the milking stand and then, letting Ruth out, I almost banged Sheila in the nose with the door.  She barged in past Ruth, not about to miss her breakfast or be ignored again.  Success!  That game is over.

I got a second laugh when Joel called to say hi and mentioned that it was okay for Dolly to come up now; his outdoor chores were done.  I was taken aback for a minute, and then remembered we had awakened to rain yesterday.  Just putting Dolly's name out there had brought precipitation!  Nice to know she hasn't lost her magic powers.  (She's going to want to smack me upside the head, but the rain yesterday, like Dolly, was short.)

No laughing matter, I've been waiting for the other shoe to drop, and finally got a call from Animal Services.  It seems my neighbor has been shuckin' and jivin', dodging being served with the citation for letting her dogs run loose.  It doesn't do to anger the powers that be by making his job harder, and it has simply solidified his determination to hand her that piece of paper.  From the tone of his voice, it's no more Mr. Nice Guy.

We're in the home stretch for the holidays and I'm running far back in the pack.  Good intentions aren't enough to accomplish all that needs to be done.  Thus was it ever so.  Ah, well...we all need our traditions and I guess that's mine.

1 comment:

Kathryn said...

Well, you had me LingOL, and, BTW, "good intentions" was the answer on Jeopardy just the other night - in reference to that substitute for asphalt paving! And don't worry, "Beetlebaum Bo"...turns out, ya win the race!