We have had more rain this week than we've had all summer long. The pond looks great, once again filled to the top instead of just that one big puddle at the deeper end.
The stray dogs have gone elsewhere... haven't seen them in a few days. I did see one of the neighbor's dogs on our porch, though. This particular neighbor has two dogs that run after his truck as he goes down the road. If that neighbor comes up this road, the dogs are right behind him, and one of the dogs takes a detour from the road.... running down our driveway, up the porch steps, and he helps himself to the bowl of Meow Mix that I keep there for the outside cats.
My inside cat Sweet Pea heard the dog's paws on the porch so he ran to the window for a look-see, which made me take a look and there was the dog, looking at me through the glass. I opened up the door and chased him away... he was chewing on the last of the cat food as he ran down the steps and across the yard so he could catch up with his owner's truck.
I am hoping that the rain will quit next week, because the contractor that my husband picked is supposed to start work on the roof for the gazebo. This particular contractor looks like a Ken doll.... not a hair out of place, not a wrinkle in his shirt or jeans, and drenched in a pungent after-shave. Actually, he looks like a city boy, and compared to the other contractors who came here to give us an estimate, "Ken" looks very out of place here in the hills.
Can't sleep.... I can hear raindrops falling on the roof and the balcony outside the bedroom. After so many weeks and weeks without a drop of rain, now I can't get my mind to quit concentrating on every single little raindrop.
No comments:
Post a Comment