I seem to have a little time with nothing much to do, so I might as well do some catch up. It's been an interesting year. Not sure if it's my advancing years or just what, but my attitude towards life and everything has changed. I'm not real sure that I am all that happy about it, but don't know what to do to change it. I suppose that it is natural, and I have always been a "closet hermit", but it is worse this year. Perhaps it is just a "phase" that one goes through. My mind seems to be "all there", but of course I would be the last to know.
With the help of a good friend and his nephew I managed to replace the last two remaining roofs on the property that needed it. The insurance was a nightmare, but it's done.
Our fly-in went extremely well, the weather was great, and everybody had a great time. Everybody loved Brenda, and she made it so much easier on me during the time that everyone was here. She is also spoiling me completely. Perhaps that is why I am so listless.
Our sleeping habits are quite different, I like Sunrises, she likes going to bed in the AM. I have never snored unless I was really tired. She came to bed the other night, and I was in that point of sleeping where I was aware that she had come into the room, but yet not awake. I was sleeping on my left side when she got into bed. I hadn't moved because I didn't want to wake up. Then I felt her put her fingers on my wrist to check my heartbeat. It was all I could do to not bust out laughing. I suppose that could have been the point when I realized that I might be old.
It has taken me a month almost to get Hope down to flying weight, but there is really no hurry, the Rabbits are still very scarce. I walked for 2.6 miles Tuesday and saw two bunnies and two Jacks, all of which outsmarted my flabby hawk. Perhaps I am spoiled but it would be nice to have a few more critters to chase or be able to afford the gas to find them.
I am now down to my last dog. Josie died this spring, and Brick my male apparently has the same "I don't give a shit" attitude that I do. He stopped going for a morning walk this Spring. He is a bit more "stove up" than I am, but when I started off with Hope, he came along too. CBD oil and doggy aspirins helps him out when the pains are bad. It's nice to have him along. I accuse him of having a bit of dementia, he seems to know where I am going so that he can get in the way. I tossed down a tidbit for Hope when we returned yesterday. He thought it was for him right up to the point that Hope bit him on the foot.
