Monthly Archives: June 2019

New Bed!

What do you do when you have a spare hour or so and some extra stone? You put in a new flower bed. Of course then you have to drive to the store for plants. These are lantana and heliotrope, marked down at the local grocery. They attract butterflies according to the tag.

I made this bed myself. (Hubby did haul a couple buckets of dirt for me. Thanks dear!)

Now I can enjoy while I’m lounging on the patio. Until I decide it’s time to replant the green beans that never sprouted, either because the seeds were eaten or washed away.

But first, I must read a chapter from a book!

The Five

This collage illustrates why life is good! Dogs! These are our five dogs.

Nikki, upper left, is our oldest at 12. She is also our tiniest dog weighing in at 22 lbs. Shelby, upper right, is our other sheltie. She is nine years old, and protector of the house. She warns us about approaching storms, or really rain of any sort. She also alerts us to vehicles passing the house, especially when those garbage men come and steal our trash. These two are referred to as “the girls” and are my regulars for visits to the nursing home.

Zeke, aka Zekie, is our not quite sheltie. He was transported to us for fostering as such. He’s more of a spitz type that may have some sheltie thrown in. He is our problem child. He has severe separation anxiety possibly from being abandoned at a shelter. Or perhaps he was abandoned at a shelter because of the separation anxiety. Either way, he is a loving boy.

Baxter is sunning himself and enjoying the fountain. He was dropped off here as a pup 10 years ago. What a blessed day it was for us.

And lastly is Cassius the greyhound. He is 6 years old and a retired racer. I think he enjoyed racing. He still loves to run and play. He has no idea how big he is and our lives would not be complete without him.

Take a moment to pet and love your own dogs. They each make our lives all the richer.


My girls working their magic this evening at the nursing home.

I walked up to this gentleman with Nikki. He is usually very serious as he pets the dogs and talks. He is friendly but reserved. I asked him if he wanted to hold the little one, Nikki. He grinned from ear to ear and shook his head yes. He maintained his smile all the while petting Nikki. Each time I asked if she was getting heavy or if I should take her, he shook his head no. Finally it was time for us to go. We left him with a smile still on his face.

The lady petting Shelby also had a notable evening. She first petted Nikki and then Shelby jumped up on her own to visit. This is rather unusual for Shelby to jump on the couch without being invited. I’m learning to trust her as she is developing an intuition for who needs her. This woman said, if only my family could see me now, I’m afraid of dogs! I asked if she was ok with the dogs or if I should move them. The lady said she was fine and continued petting the pups. I got a picture so we can share it with her family.

If anyone tells you there is no magic in the world, don’t believe them.