As many folks know, winter is not my favorite season, and I often have a hard time with it. So this winter, I decided I’d keep busy trying a couple new things. This is one of them.
This came in the mail today. The irony is that neither of us was injured. Unlike the accident we had 5 years ago. Where were you then, Brown and Goldberg? Huh? WHERE WERE YOU THEN????
This is Alfredo. He’s a degu. He has a girlfriend named Fettuccine. I said those are silly names, and his person told me I don’t know anything about picking names. I disagreed.
A warning on the dash of my rental. Cracked me up. First of all, it’s not so cold that an alarm is necessitated–we’re still in double digits after all. Second, I have just been out in the cold before I got in the car, so I’m well aware that it’s cold out (though I realize I could conceivably be in a garage). Third, what exactly does the car expect me to do about this???
As I often do, I asked this company to include a drawing for me, this time of a bee. I don’t know who added the editorial “nope,” however. Maybe it was the FedEx driver.
Then, when I opened the package, I saw that multiple employees got involved, which I absolutely adore.
I had heard about these, but today was the first time I actually saw one in person. Our robot overloads are upon us. And apparently they’re not that useful.
I have to wait til Monday or Tuesday to find our her fate.
There were a bunch of squirrels tearing around our yard this morning, and I’m pretty sure most of these prints belong to them. I’m also pretty sure that the dog prints belong to our neighbor dog, Harvey, who loves our yard because it seems to have more squirrels than the neighbors do.
Had to take the turtles to the vet today. This sign was on the counter. This vet works with 450 species of animals, but apparently, dinosaurs are not among them.
This is Orange Kitty (as Doug and I have cleverly named him). If Ferrous catches sight of him in the yard, he goes absolutely out of his mind, and Doug and I always praise him for chasing Orange Kitty away (even though he always just wanders off on his own).