Silly was at the vet yesterday and is doing better. While I was gone for a while on Tuesday she got a loaf of rye bread off the counter and all I found when I got home was the empty wrapper on the floor. I can picture her having a wonderful time shaking the slices out and sharing them with Teddy. Of course, Silly cannot understand how I know it was her, the long legged dog, who got something off the counter.
Then there is me to be fixed. This afternoon I am going to the GP doctor about the constant coughing and the low grade fever. I think it started with pollen allergies but has progressed to something else. If I take one kind of decongestant I don’t sleep, if I take another I can’t stay awake.
There are more people coming to give estimates on the work I need done. I hate making decisions. Maybe I’ll just stick the estimates up on the wall and throw a dart.
Someone on the radio said that Ohio’s state flower is the “orange barrel”. Very funny. That is true for a lot of states.
Later….
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