The Old Folks Home

our front lawn is like a jungle - weeks of rain followed by a few days of sun.

I would like to get another level on my hives today, but it's too cold for that right now.

I stabilized my quilt top (the ugly block one) for quilting yesterday - hope to get a block or two done today.
 
Church and lunch with our son this morning and mowing and planting this afternoon.
Here's a couple pics from yesterday....in the rain...
allium
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Siberian iris
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That reminds me, when we first moved in nearly 48 years ago. We found a stray dog. Came to the door and wouldn't leave. My mom decided we would keep him.
I was raising dogs at the time and said he had to be in house not the kennel. I also cut his nails, cleaned his ears, emptied his anal glands and gave him a flea bath just to be careful.

My mother even let him sleep on their bed. Next morning my father took him out to go and a woman came over, called the dog by name and took him home. I wonder if she even noticed he was clean, smelling good, etc. Weirdest thing.
Maybe after his spa treatment he couldn't wait to get home.

I wonder if he made a habit of sleeping in strange houses and being pampered. She lived half a block away - never saw either of them again. :confused:

My daughter had a male dog that was cute and shaggy looking. She did bathe him and cut his hair pretty regularly but his hair kept a red tint from the red dirt in their area.
Well a female dog went in season down the road and my daughter's dog disappeared for week.
The lady that had the female dog bathed my daughters dog Scrappy and she used something that took the red tint out of his fur. When he came home my daughter said she wished she knew what that lady used every time Scrappy went to visit her. lol
But Scrappy always went home. This went on for several years.
 
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We have a black cat, half Siamese named Johnny Cash who was given to us by one of our patients almost 10 years ago. They lived in a rural subdivision and Cash had been roaming around as long as she could remember, going from house to house. He had become the official 'neighborhood' cat and every one loved him and fed him. They were becoming worried about him as they had seen him crossing the highway on several occasions and were sure he was going to eventually get killed. Cash needed a forever home and would we take him? Well, we did. He is just a lovely cat. Friendly, personable and just a character. He had been neutered, had no bad habits that we could see. I never understood why somebody in the subdivision never took him in. But we are glad they didn't.

Cash is in his late teens now, diabetic but hasn't slowed down any. We finally got his blood sugar under control not by using insulin but by changing his food to an all protein formula. He is off insulin and leading a happy life for whatever time he has left on this earth.
 

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