Good Friday Morning All!
And what a day it was for us in NE Wisconsin! At least in the afternoon. At one point I seriously thought of unplugging and "UN~batteryizing" my weather radio. (But gutless me did neither).
Hot. Sunny. Muggy. (And very, very windy). More than overcast as I planted my next batch of peas.
Roberta helping me out, and Gabriel playing in the sandbox; when of a sudden a very bright flash of lightning
I told Roberta to take the baby inside.
Punk remained out by me, as if to watch the skies for me...
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I kept planting... Just a drop of rain on my back, then nothing but a darkened sky. About 85 degrees, with a 30mph wind, so it wasn't bad at all out there. (But I will be surprised to find out how crooked the plants come up; hard to keep the seeds in one place)! hehehe
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Casey had gone over to Judys to help her out with a few things. Roberta had a 5:30 test at her potential new job. Gabriel took about a half hour nap, and then was back downstairs. Not really refreshed either. And a bit sassy. When he'd backtalked his Mama, she had begun to count to 5... (Uh~Oh, Mama's mad)!
Roberta was closer to the dining room, and I had an eye on him to see what he would do when she counted... Then promptly busted a gut on what he did next.
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So how could anyone remain upset with such a precocious young man?
Miss Punk had her annual appointment yesterday morning. Miss Casey had brought her in to the vet. Doc Spires still wants to do that X~ray to see how her back half suffered from her accident...
(Click here if you do not know what happened to Miss Punk when she was 3 and a half weeks old)...
I am just so afraid of 'putting her under' for that xray. I had a 3 month old puppy in HS that had gone in for a hip surgery, and had never woken up from the surgery. I cannot stand to even think of that, and to possibly apply it to Punkie then. And what CAN they do about it now anyway? Perhaps I am just too afraid to find out...
Casey returned home about an hour later, with a years supply of the Heartguard; and Punkin had received her rabies booster, and her Lymes Disease shot as well.
And YOKES!, $200.00+ later, Casey told me that my Little Miss Punk is "overweight".
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...WHAT ?!?!?!?!
Now who in their right mind pays someone else $200.00+ to have him insult their dog??? (Therefore I must NOT be in my right mind)! hehehe
But I did find it (almost) laughable that last month she weighed in at 88.9 pounds and she was fine. Now that she is 90.3 pounds, she is fat? Hmmmm.... She is over 28" at the shoulder... And I will put her on still a more restrictive diet. (And she will probably gnaw on me while I sleep)... Oh well, I guess I could stand to shed a few pounds too!
Anyway, after Master Gabriel had shown us his math expertise, he had wanted to play with Punkie. We tried to tell him that she didn't feel too good that she had been to see her "doctor" and that it is always hard on her when her back is manipulated in any way.
And so, (being smart as a whip), he did what any normal compassionate 20~month~old would do under similar circumstances...
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As (my) luck would have it, everybody was gone by the time my weather radio started having conniption fits.
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I took the next two pictures BEFORE the storm, (and yes, even BEFORE any rain had fallen)...
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Later then...
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There were many tornadoes around the area; the closest to here was about 25 miles away in Shawano. Lots more north and east of there too. Many without power, (and sadly, a few without homes too).
And I am very lucky that the raunchiest storms were not in Flintville... I hope you are as blessed today!
Have yourself a great weekend!
XOXO
Anne
PS :
I do TOO know that "UN~batteryizing" is NOT a word!
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