Ethel checks in #2

This is what was coming our way Saturday night

so I kept the fence off.

I was waiting for those vertical things to start

twisting and dancing.

Sunday morning, as I was further away from the barn,

I saw Lucy, George and ... Alan? Naw...he isn't that full figured.

My heart was in my throat 'cause it looked like

cows in the pasture! But as I got closer,

they were on the correct side. Whew!

So I hurried back to turn the fence on and left them

like this, wettin' their pipes.

When I got back, this is what I found.

I know it was closed!

Checked the rain gauge and we got .01? .02?

And an ant.

I had a wonderful breakfast 

(love that egg cooker thingy!)...

...before I had to murder the kamikaze fly

that harassed me part of the night.

Johnny must have eaten out last nite – his food wasn't touched.

But he has been checking in for scratches and nail-digging cuddles.

I know your readers will be wondering about him.

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Meanwhile, down in Florida, I've been spending time with my mom,

sister and brother-in-law. After dinner at sister's house on Sunday and

before taking mom home, I suggested we take a family selfie.

Mom was skeptical, never having heard the term.

My brother-in-law allowed as how "selfie" wasn't an appropriate name

for a photo with more than one self. I agreed and suggested this be called a "groupie."

So now I'm sitting here writing a blog post,

drinking a beer out of a can that's shaped like a bottle

and watching a basketball game.

Florida is a very strange place.