Dog Days

If I remember correctly "Dog Days" have some weather connotation, but for the life of me I can't remember what it is exactly.... For me "Dog Days" has its own connotation, and I am feeling like this day among others lately, are "Dog Days". I look out the window today and it is windy and sort of grey... with sun.... The clouds are passing overhead at the rate of 'zoom'. It is mostly grey but there are God-like clouds off on the horizon... you know, they are the clouds that are always shown in the movies to signify God. Anyway my "Dog Days" include more than quickly moving clouds. You see, Duff, the big dog, is lying at my feet after a traumatic day yesterday. She went to the vet and so began the oddysey of "Dog Days Supreme"! She first had a thermometre poked up her bum which she was quite indignant about.... then she had a shot in the hip to knock her out, and once conked out, had her face cut open where resided a rather large abscess,.... then she got a severe case of the runs on the trip home from the anxiety of it all, which fortunately she was able to contain till we got pulled over in a gravel pit where she proceeded to stagger to the nearest snow heap to hunch up in a drunken manner and expunge herself. Nice! Dog days indeed.....

Meanwhile I sit here and watch the outcast alpaca trying to eat hay that has been inundated with stuff that has already exploded once from his butt. I always said Axton was a misfit... the other alpacas will have nothing to do with him... he's as much reverred as the boy in second grade that sat behind you and picked his nose and ate it after yanking on your pigtails.... no one likes him. I would never breed him for fear of producing a whole heard of nose pickers... I wonder if he is retarded...

Daughter #1 is in complete disgust today as she and her best friend had planned all week to have sleep over this evening and things have not worked out quite as planned... said friend was supposed to come after lunch but is unable to get a ride and Hubby won't be home till late having difficulties getting computers to work for irritating report cards... try living with an overly disappointed teenager.... and to make it worse, Daughter #2 has friend and so this only draws attention to the fact that Daughter #1 doesn't.... argghhh!

Wind always irritates me and as the clouds whiz past in their ever onward migration, like a heard of elephants across the Serenghetti, I find myself feeling like I'd like to chew nails... it is not a good day to spin.... my spinning wheel may join the clouds if things didn't go well.

So here I am forced to suffer the discontent of Dog Days..... a word of advice though.... sleep through them if you can.... but don't whatever you do try to get things done.... it never works. I think I'll go pick some stitches out of a pocket..... (I bet you thought I was going to say pick my nose.... well, I'm not the kid no one likes..... I hope)!

PS... I hope you like the new look....