Brats, peppers, and onions over the charcoal this evening.
Profile
npub1afcu...t339
npub1afcu...t339
Nothing kills a 3-beer buzz quicker than a 3-dog walk in the woods. But it's all part of the owner/pet agreement, and I wouldn't have it any other way. These beauties save my soul at least twice a day when we get out into our woods, and away from the madding crowd and such. #DogIsMyCopilot
My poor pup, Beaufort, went to the groomer's for the first time today. Apparently he was so terrified he shat all over the joint. Three times. And expressed his anal glands. With the special handlling fee, and a sizeable tip, that was one very spendy bath.
Beef from Alberta; corn from 20 minutes away; and cucumbers from our garden.
The misssus and I are pleased to announce our Phoenix has gifted us with a grand baby pizza oven. And we couldn't be happier.
It was another glorious summer morning for a swim at Black Dog Lake.
Between the groomer's and the koffee shak there's a community bulletin board, and I saw a poster for the Communist Party. Yes, the Comnunist Party. The poster proclaimed we are poor because THEY are rich. The more things change the more they stay the same.
