I have worked the last six days in a row, so it feels like a Friday to me. I’ll just get one day off tomorrow and then work three more. No complaining here, though, I get over a week off around July 4th.
I’ve been battling a “stomach pleah” ever since getting back from Cedar Point. I haven’t had to miss work, but I come home and sleep for hours. Good thing I got the garden all planted before I went to CP! I have missed yoga because of working all these days, but I’ll get back to it next week. Tonight and tomorrow I’ll take it easy.
I went to bed at 8 pm last night so I missed the Sheldon Drama. Ken said he let the dogs out at about 1030 pm and Sheldon was gone for about half an hour. Ken kept calling him. When he finally came in his entire head and chest and neck were drenched with blood. Ken got him wiped down, decided that most of the blood came from whatever Shel was fighting. Shel got a bath and Ken’s shirt went to soak in a bucket of cold water.
So, this morning when I got up for work I found a note “You might see blood on Shel. Most of it was from the other guy.”
We assume it was a raccoon. You would think a raccoon would stay out of a yard that smells like three dogs. (Ok, to us it doesn’t, but to a raccoon it must!)
Shel has little scratches all over his muzzle and face. He seems tired, but happy. The Valiant Warrior.
I realized today that I was yelling at my purse for sitting on the counter, and that was a sure sign that I have cats in my house.
I’ll have to do some shopping tomorrow, and a little bit of gardening, but mostly taking it easy. We had a nice soaking rain today, so the gardens are delighted!