I was up at dark:30 this morning, and shortly after first light Brownie and I were off on our walk. It was quite pleasant when we started out, but of course had warmed up by the time we made it back home. It's going to be another triple-digit day to end the month, and we're on track to beat the record for the tally of triple-digit days in a given year, though at this point 2020 is still in the #2 slot.
Because yesterday's water arrived on time we got a solid soaking in the front yard, and as soon we completed this morning's walk I was out there doing my usual post-irrigation weeding. The water reached close to the outer edges (it doesn't always, especially like last cycle when it arrived almost half an hour late and so we were shorted on the volume of water) so I spent a couple of hours working from the outside in, pulling lantana. The best news is that 99% of the plants. many of them fairly sizeable, pulled out by their roots, and by 9:30 I had filled the can and quit. While all that work left additional bare spots, at least the 'original' bare spots have been working at filling in.
Naturally I had splattered dirt all over my arms/legs, so a shower was a must before doing anything else inside. Wasn't out of the shower long before Alex popped by with Vera, who happily seems to have recovered fully from last evening's maladies.
Alex had brought her along when he joined us for dinner, and she threw up several times (luckily on the washable rug by the closed off dog door, and then the tile) and then pooped (again on the tile) after which she just lay around looking miserable. Turns out she "may" have been given too many dog treats earlier; Alex didn't know Gabby had given her some before heading off to work, so he also gave her some.
Reminds me of a time Echo and I were visiting Marilyn in Texas. The twins were young (still in diapers) and because Echo was so gentle when receiving dog biscuits from their hands they enjoyed feeding her. At some point when we obviously weren't supervising well enough <cue music> the boys "somehow" got the box out on their own and then proceeded to feed Echo all of the biscuits.
Of course piggy that she was she was likely fine with that arrangement ...
but not long after was seriously "indisposed" on Marilyn's nice new carpet, and understandably Marilyn was NOT a happy camper!
The pooches had their usual fun playing keep away and tug-of-war with Brownie's racoon today, though for the most part neither one plays with his/her toys when the other one is not around. Vera will be spending tomorrow night at Dodge Doggy Daycare, when I hope to video some of their antics and (at some point?) post a clip on here.
At 10:30 Don called to say my laptop was ready for pick-up! Obviously driving over there was next on the agenda. Once back home with it I did need to call with my first question already (no surprise) but the great news is that he seemed to have transferred everything I've looked for... at least so far.