Thankful for Team Basil and gifts

 "Lynn, Lynn, lookie what the mail man gave me when I

opened the door fur him!"

"I could have opened the color coordinated

wrapping paper faster with my uncut claws

than one handed Lynn."

"But she made me wait it out one pack

at a time."

"Melvyn picked out the bestest turquoise color

ev-furry thing to make my green eyes glow.

With matching nippy toys, bouncy balls and

grey mousie fur my grey onesie.

I took one of the bouncy balls onto the catio

the next morn in the dark of 5:30"

"He and the B Team even sent Lynn many fancy baubles. a bead

bracelet, socks, brocade coin purse,  that Lynn says I can NOT

put my dry treats in."

" I even got a journal book and ink pen,

fur Lynn to use, to write down the story of my

life with her.  The journal is truly a publication

by the B Team's P.A."

"All this just because I was at Melvyn's birthday

pawty eating noms and drinking tuna juice.

And I got the gift!"

We can not thank Catherine enough for her lovely

and truly unexpected gift.  She is a talented

crafter and more.

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One Small Village

 "There you went off again without me, Lynn.  I should have a 

inferiority complex by now. But I'll just sleep it off."

"You went off on your bike again."

This small town on my bike path has little to offer in

big town living.  That is what makes it a fun place to 

visit. No hustle and bustle.

This marker indicates the high point of the rail trail between my big

little city and this small town.  It is a small incline coming and 

going, but nothing serious.

And I always enjoy seeing such lovely and well painted

murals.  This one has held up very well.  It was painted about

15 years ago.

To see all this when I start from my usual bike route, I am

going 60 miles round trip.  I try to do this at least two times

a year.  About the most these legs will do any more.

Full disclosure I took this trip and photos

before The Big Fiasco.

"Well, your legs would not get tired if you stayed home with

me where you belong.  So what if I am asleep 8 hours of

the day when you are gone."

I did get a 12 days after the wreck

and the 3 bone pieces are staying in place.

Now for more patience.

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The Big Fiasco, bee stings are better

"Lynn, how many times do I ask you not to go anywhere?  When will you listen to me!"

I know Precious.  We were having 7 whole days of

just us girls.  With me bike riding after you had breakfast,

patio time and then off to bed.

I don't want to gross anyone out, so scroll quickly by.

And I'll spare you my face!

Needless to say the concrete bike path and I

had a falling out over a crack.

My eye glasses were destroyed and my helmet

saved my face some.  The one day I decide not to

wear safety glasses.  And my Cho-Pat knee braces

Saved my knees from worse, too.

Now my left hand is a different story.  Broken hand bone.

 I knew as soon as I got up and lifted the bike something

serious was going on.  My left fore finger had shrunk 1/4 inch

and when I tried to pull on it to hopefully just have it

out of the socket, I heard and felt the crunch.

I was 100 yards from a public park bath and carry a

thick absorbent towel with me.  I was able to wash the

knees.  There was no mirror, thank goodness but had

blood running down so I washed my face.

I then had to bike 16 miles one handed back to my van.

2 hours later I was home cleaning up.  I saved the

trip to ER until the next morn.  If that was not enough

they made me an appointment for the next day to see a

"real" doctor to get the temp cast replaced with a 

"real" one!

Rock hard fiberglass for 10 weeks for a

compound break.  

All this while home alone for 5 more days, lol.

"I'll try to be sympathetic.  But you have just

messed up my schedule."

  and she hatched in the midst

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Guarding the plants

 "Lynn, I'll just sit here a bit and see if the deer come to eat your

plants."

"If they come up to the winder, I'll growl real loud.

That oughta do the trick."

Here's one eating my dogwood tree.

Second yearling.

Mom watching me watch them.

"Leg time is over and your bed time is coming up, Lynn.

So I'll sit here until I get my bedtime treat."

Precious, you do a great job looking out for the flowers.

However, those hungry deer really aren't too worried

about you growling through the glass.  And in the dark,

they can't really see you for the dark grey onesie.

I plant deer "resistant" plants, but one or more always

has to make sure they don't like what they bite off.

I find flowers lying about on the ground and short

plants after the herd goes thru.

Note to self:

Do not use Miracle Grow fertilizer on catnip.

The reason I leave it bloom is for the bumble bees,

to whom I hold no grudge. And the Gold Finch

love the seed.  But I'll pay the price in the 

Spring when I have to weed out baby plants.

I had to use the Bug Bite Thing again.  This time

to suck out juice from a deer tick. 

The tick was attached to my ankle for maybe

a few hours.  It had fattened up some. So far the

bite area looks clear,  so I am hopeful that I 

do not have Lyme Disease.  New tool and had

to use it 2 times!

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