Howdy, all. Hope all goes well along the courses you are staying. Pretty quiet 'round here. Lots of people still scrambling to make appointments to get their vaccinations to (we hope) subdue the pandemic. About 10% of South Carolinians are now "fully vaccinated," and DW and I are fortunate to be among that contingent. Finally, all the hours I spend on the computer seem not so frivolous. I got our appointments by applying just about everywhere day and night. It's been harder than it should be, but maybe we will have learned a few lessons for the next time we have this kind of national emergency.
As for needed changes of pace -- mental health breaks, if you will -- mine continue to come primarily from dawgwalking out in the great outdoors. We have had a nice preview of Spring this week -- temperatures rising into the 60s and even 70s and bright blue skies. On one of our walks I had a flashback to my childhood days in Tennessee. A bluebird flitted in a tree as we passed by and then flew so close by as to make me think it might land on my shoulder. That, of course, evoked one of the favorite lines I used to recite from the Uncle Remus stories that were popular back then, in the '50s:
Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder
It's the truth, it's 'actch'ill'
Everything is "satisfactch'll
And indeed things are pretty satisfactual. However, I do worry how much longer Ellie my loyal walking dog will be able to keep us moving out the door. Best I can figure from the age estimates given us when we adopted her, she is close to 13 years old now, a long run for a retriever. Dear golden Sadie, my initial walking companion during my seniorhood, made it to almost 15, so I am hoping for at least two more good years for Ellie. She is slowing down quite a bit. At her annual wellness exam today, complete with tests and shots, her vet didn't detect any outward signs of disease (we'll get all the test results tomorrow). But she did advise that we cut back on her calorie-laden "wet" food and go more with the dry in order to pare a few pounds, the better to stretch our walking days. Good reminder for me to curb the goodies, too. (UPDATE: All of Ellie's bloodwork came out with perfect numbers! We'll celebrate with another walk right now. Better start before she barks me off this infernal machine.)
So it goes along my course -- how about yours?
Cheers,
Superbob
As for needed changes of pace -- mental health breaks, if you will -- mine continue to come primarily from dawgwalking out in the great outdoors. We have had a nice preview of Spring this week -- temperatures rising into the 60s and even 70s and bright blue skies. On one of our walks I had a flashback to my childhood days in Tennessee. A bluebird flitted in a tree as we passed by and then flew so close by as to make me think it might land on my shoulder. That, of course, evoked one of the favorite lines I used to recite from the Uncle Remus stories that were popular back then, in the '50s:
Mister Bluebird's on my shoulder
It's the truth, it's 'actch'ill'
Everything is "satisfactch'll
And indeed things are pretty satisfactual. However, I do worry how much longer Ellie my loyal walking dog will be able to keep us moving out the door. Best I can figure from the age estimates given us when we adopted her, she is close to 13 years old now, a long run for a retriever. Dear golden Sadie, my initial walking companion during my seniorhood, made it to almost 15, so I am hoping for at least two more good years for Ellie. She is slowing down quite a bit. At her annual wellness exam today, complete with tests and shots, her vet didn't detect any outward signs of disease (we'll get all the test results tomorrow). But she did advise that we cut back on her calorie-laden "wet" food and go more with the dry in order to pare a few pounds, the better to stretch our walking days. Good reminder for me to curb the goodies, too. (UPDATE: All of Ellie's bloodwork came out with perfect numbers! We'll celebrate with another walk right now. Better start before she barks me off this infernal machine.)
So it goes along my course -- how about yours?
Cheers,
Superbob
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