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I passed a dementia test yesterday, part of my physical! Got 30/30 correct. No clock to draw, darn it. Even I can draw a clock. I also got my flu shot.

I am like a year behind on seeing the specialists I've been ignoring, so my plan is to have to medically-related appointments a week. Last week was cardiology and ultrasound. This week GP and bloodwork. Next week, not sure yet.

Last night I spent several hours listening to David Bowie, John Denver, Slade, George Harrison, Santana, Elton John, and Norman Greenbaum. I'm not a music-y person. I can't carry a tune. Months will go by and I don't listen to music. But when I decide it's music time, I usually stay up all night long (recognize a song there?). To me, it's strange that I'm like that. My mom was a music lover - all genres, all the time. We used to do chores to classical music. She walked into a music store and they had a rock album playing. She bought it and loved it, and our family finally entered the age of modern music. I mostly like music to dance to.
 
WOW, and again WOW !!! A few months shy of ninety, I still can handle a pack of big dogs.

Three hours after I had brought Rex home from the shelter, my pack had accepted him. He slept last night in my bedroom with my other three pups. After 17 hours, Rex had already become "my puppy." Proof? After our hike, I dropped off the pups in the enclosed patio and came into the house through the carport entrance. Then I opened the patio door from the inside, but Rex had disappeared. Heavens, how did that happen?

Well, Rex had squeezed himself through the small patio cat entrance to follow me to the other entrance. But when I now called him, he was again by my side in a split second. So far, so good.

Backing up: After the Shelter had handed Rex to me, and before driving off from the parking lot, I fed Rex ½ pound of Hamburger meat that he enthusiastically accepted. In German we have a saying, “Love goes through the stomach.”

At home I fed Rex a can of wet dog food and plenty of dry dog food. He has been starving and his ribs are showing. One year old and still growing, now 60 pounds, in one year he will be quite a guy who hopefully will be my protection like Ross. With my 96-pound Ross, I never had any doubt that he would give his life to protect me.

Yesterday evening, after Rex had a full stomach, I introduced him to my pack separated by the patio lattice work. After one hour, I let Heidi in to be with Rex. No problem. And then subsequently with my boys, one after the other. After three hours, Rex had been accepted as a member of my pack.

Rex has no clue about behavior, and obviously, he never had been disciplined. OK, in the meantime, I told him one hundred times, “No,” and have given him a dozen slaps on his butt. Absolutely no resentment. It’s the nature of dogs to accept blindly that the pack leader (that’s me) is never wrong, and he has the right to establish order. In less than a day, he has learnt already several commands. Rex will become a good boy.

Below: My pack 8 years ago, and my present pack. Ross (right pix bottom) in the only one in both pictures, and he won't live much longer.

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Our one-plus hour morning walk. Rex (far right) quickly learnt to walk abreast and not to chase rabbits.

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Left: In coyote land, I keep my pups on the leash. (left to right: Rex, Otto, Heidi) We are in the shade; though the sun is just rising behind us.
Right: At home, it's actually no longer necessary to have Rex tied on to anything. He stays with the pack.
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IT'S HEAVEN TO HAVE A PACK OF DOGS, EACH TRYING TO CONVINCE YOU THAT HE/SHE LOVES YOU MORE THAN THE OTHERS.
 
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Back home after a week RV camping in San Diego so I'm catching up on email accounts I didn't check, laundry, replenishing some RV staple foods, putting things away, and so forth. Dental appointment this morning. I like my dentist but can't say I've looked forward to a dental appointment ever, and today is no exception.

Hope you make today a good one, SF Peeps!
 
Messed up sleep last night forced me to cancel training this am. Up at 4am huge breakfast and a pot of coffee and then it was back to bed for a couple more hours. Went to the phsyio though so I feel pretty good now.

The wx is stunning so just max and relax today. 5 more days till archery season closes, and I'm still hopeful of getting another look at the big boy. It might be time to take another animal; my friends are pushing me for the meat.


Skiing starts 2 months from today!

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againstthegrain said:
Messed up sleep last night forced me to cancel training this am. Up at 4am huge breakfast and a pot of coffee and then it was back to bed for a couple more hours. Went to the phsyio though so I feel pretty good now.

The wx is stunning so just max and relax today. 5 more days till archery season closes, and I'm still hopeful of getting another look at the big boy. It might be time to take another animal; my friends are pushing me for the meat.


Skiing starts 2 months from today!

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That's such a beautiful Vista
 
Well I couldn't just sit here!!! Rode up to the top of Galena Summit and back. Fun in the twisties!

On the southbound/downhill twisties I had a Ferrari pull up behind me looking to play, this novice waved him on as soon as was safe. Just as he passes I notice a mule deer doe in the ditch getting ready to cross the highway. 🍀

This is in the area of Russian John's Cabin(out of view on right.) It's a USFS work station in the Boulder Mountains.

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The late Autumnal sunshine allowed me to wake the old MG up and take me out and about. Whilst in the neighbouring district of Ferndown I booked a table for Saturday evening. There's entertainmeant by way of 1950's era music.
The old MG looked rather regal in the sunshine, we were photographed a number of times. At the supermarket car park one lady waxed lyrical about my shirt and trousers. I texted the compliment on to my other half. No response!
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It's a bold patterned shirt but what attracts attention is the pattern line up.
The pocket all but disappears under the fabric pattern match. How it surprises admirers.
 
Worked today... got off about 3:30

Headed home to discuss with sons about possible storm coming through and what we need to do *now* ... we will not be caught unprepared this time! Hopefully it won't be as bad as Helene.

Came home from store (stocked up on non-perishable foods), made sure the flashlights all have new batteries...

Had "breakfast for supper"--pancakes, sausage and over-easy eggs-- Yumm!

Watching the documentary series, "The Highland Vet" on Amazon. Some seriously cute animals.
 
horseless carriage said:
The late Autumnal sunshine allowed me to wake the old MG up and take me out and about. Whilst in the neighbouring district of Ferndown I booked a table for Saturday evening. There's entertainmeant by way of 1950's era music.
The old MG looked rather regal in the sunshine, we were photographed a number of times. At the supermarket car park one lady waxed lyrical about my shirt and trousers. I texted the compliment on to my other half. No response!
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It's a bold patterned shirt but what attracts attention is the pattern line up.
The pocket all but disappears under the fabric pattern match. How it surprises admirers.
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Great shirt!
 
packleader said:
WOW, and again WOW !!! A few months shy of ninety, I still can handle a pack of big dogs.

Three hours after I had brought Rex home from the shelter, my pack had accepted him. He slept last night in my bedroom with my other three pups. After 17 hours, Rex had already become "my puppy." Proof? After our hike, I dropped off the pups in the enclosed patio and came into the house through the carport entrance. Then I opened the patio door from the inside, but Rex had disappeared. Heavens, how did that happen?

Well, Rex had squeezed himself through the small patio cat entrance to follow me to the other entrance. But when I now called him, he was again by my side in a split second. So far, so good.

Backing up: After the Shelter had handed Rex to me, and before driving off from the parking lot, I fed Rex ½ pound of Hamburger meat that he enthusiastically accepted. In German we have a saying, “Love goes through the stomach.”

At home I fed Rex a can of wet dog food and plenty of dry dog food. He has been starving and his ribs are showing. One year old and still growing, now 60 pounds, in one year he will be quite a guy who hopefully will be my protection like Ross. With my 96-pound Ross, I never had any doubt that he would give his life to protect me.

Yesterday evening, after Rex had a full stomach, I introduced him to my pack separated by the patio lattice work. After one hour, I let Heidi in to be with Rex. No problem. And then subsequently with my boys, one after the other. After three hours, Rex had been accepted as a member of my pack.

Rex has no clue about behavior, and obviously, he never had been disciplined. OK, in the meantime, I told him one hundred times, “No,” and have given him a dozen slaps on his butt. Absolutely no resentment. It’s the nature of dogs to accept blindly that the pack leader (that’s me) is never wrong, and he has the right to establish order. In less than a day, he has learnt already several commands. Rex will become a good boy.

Below: My pack 8 years ago, and my present pack. Ross (right pix bottom) in the only one in both pictures, and he won't live much longer.

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Our one-plus hour morning walk. Rex (far right) quickly learnt to walk abreast and not to chase rabbits.

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Left: In coyote land, I keep my pups on the leash. (left to right: Rex, Otto, Heidi) We are in the shade; though the sun is just rising behind us.
Right: At home, it's actually no longer necessary to have Rex tied on to anything. He stays with the pack.
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IT'S HEAVEN TO HAVE A PACK OF DOGS, EACH TRYING TO CONVINCE YOU THAT HE/SHE LOVES YOU MORE THAN THE OTHERS.
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I love this for you...you're a lucky man :)
#doglove
 
horseless carriage said:
The late Autumnal sunshine allowed me to wake the old MG up and take me out and about. Whilst in the neighbouring district of Ferndown I booked a table for Saturday evening. There's entertainmeant by way of 1950's era music.
The old MG looked rather regal in the sunshine, we were photographed a number of times. At the supermarket car park one lady waxed lyrical about my shirt and trousers. I texted the compliment on to my other half. No response!
View attachment 453179
It's a bold patterned shirt but what attracts attention is the pattern line up.
The pocket all but disappears under the fabric pattern match. How it surprises admirers.
Click to expand...

You are looking gorgeous, as always!
My mother drilled it into my head about patterns matching in clothing and anything else made of fabric. I like to sew and I think it's fun to make sure everything looks seamless.
 
Oh, boy. Some had harrowing moments this afternoon. A huge t-storm came through when I was driving back home from taking my son to work. The traffic was already horrible, and now all the horribles, including me, were traveling slowly. I could not see the road. I navigated by the tail lights in front of me. Lightning was coming straight down from sky to ground. It was so noisy I couldn't hear NPR on the radio with the sound turned way up. There was unexpectedly deep water on the road. It was scary, but not terrifying. The scariest part was when I realized if I could barely see, neither could anyone else. This would be my luck, I grumped, to die in a freakin rain storm!

Several people felt playful and enjoyed making walls of water by zooming through the deep water at top speed. I pulled into a church parking lot a few miles from home. I figured church people wouldn't yell at me for trespassing. Just sat there for 1/2 hour listening to NPR news and watching the radar on my phone. It looked like I could make a run for it, so I did go home. More downpour on the way, but not for long.

Then my best friend texted that she was in some pain after having a tooth or two removed this afternoon. She said she was going to take Tylenol, and I told her that was a good plan, but now she would catch autism and adhd. She laughed, so at least she knew what I was referencing. I sent the text and then wondered if she had been feeling well enough to like, do anything.
 
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

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Rex: one year old and still growing for another year....................My 24/7 second level children (the bandaid on my shoulder =>10th Covid shot today

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