Did a half hour on the tread mill intending to do half hour more yet today. O.K. its a start. nothing else is forth coming today so what the hell at least I did that much.
We went fishing yesterday and it was the best fishing I personally have ever done. Yikes cut throuts as big as my fore arm as fast as you could bait and take them off. Fun day, Papa Andy enjoyed himself a lot, we all did, even the kids caught fish. So tonight I will be cooking fish for supper with fresh corn from Benson's garden, Dixon melons fresh and local and some of my own zucchinis. My only problem is I am tired from a wild couple days and my dog has her feelings hurt because she has been ostracised from the house.She is such a baby and wants only to be where ever I am at all times. Which is every thing I ever wanted in a dog! Now that I have it I can't handle it, go figure. She is a Newfoundland. I wanted her because of Lord Byron's epitaph to a dog. Which I love. She is by far the best dog I have ever had and I have always had a dog, but whoa Daddy she ....sheds. Like nothing I have ever encountered. Its every where, on the dish's, and the towels, the bed, in the fridge, on the stove, the floor is covered with hair despite being swept and mopped every day, she is brushed etc. So I am thinking of designing her Namma's. Slinky dog pj's that contain the hair. But I have had to put her in the laundry room at night and outside during the day. What else can I do????
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