Archive for August 20th, 2009

Mr. Goofy

August 20, 2009
Heard any good jokes lately?

Heard any good jokes lately?

Here’s my pal Packett, the goofiest dog you could ever meet. 

Touched by an angel

Touched by an angel

My friend the groomer saw him shortly after I picked him up off the road.  She said that the spot on his head is called an “Angel Kiss”.  It’s where the angels kissed him before they sent him off to earth.  I’ve never heard that before nor since, but I think it’s a sweet sentiment.  And every time I see a new dog, I look to see if he’s been kissed by an angel.  Not many have.  Some apparently need it more than others.

Toads “R” Us

August 20, 2009

In the evening, when the sun is almost down, these little toads and frogs suddenly appear in the wooded area around the RV and the shed.  I did not know how they just managed to appear out of nowhere.  The movement usually caught me by surprise, since nothing was moving and suddenly Mr. Toad would launch into a bumbling movement that could almost be called a hop. 

Last week I was planting some ajuga that I had gotten from Miz Florrie’s yard.  I had walked around deciding where to tuck the sprigs to their best advantage.  Some were planted by the turtle yard, some near the well, and the remaining ones would be nestled between the roots of several large trees.  I dug away some of the leaf litter and soil between the roots, and Mr. Toad popped his head up, looking very annoyed that I had disturbed his slumber.  He shook his head and blinked his eyes in an effort to wake up and see what the giant one was doing now.  I planted the ajuga a little further back from his doorway, and he slipped back into the shelter of his bed.

I was sleeping over here!

I was sleeping over here!

His doorway faces north.  See the moss on the tree?  I learned that in girl scouts a hundred years ago.