Good morning on this another beautiful day of another week of another month and…the days are definitely getting shorter.  Terrible thought.  That can only mean the other season of the year that I don’t like to talk about is already on the way.  And it’s only July.  But right now it is still nice and warm and sunny…just right.  And the birds and other critters are starting to bring their young ones around.  That part is nice.  They can be quite comical at times.  And a bit noisy at times.  Crows have 4 young this year.  There is at least 6 young squirrels.  Some are hard to tell apart, some are easy, like LB.  That’s short for little brat.  And he is.  Always chasing everyone else.  Except, of course, for Chipper and Mama Chip.  I thought he had learned his lesson.  Not so.  He attacked Mama Chip again this morning.  Not a smart move.  Mama Chip does not like that.  LB has not returned all day.  Another baby squirrel I call Whitey.  Not too original, but, this is why.

The rock doves have brought several young ones around.  Some of these rock doves are finally eating out of my hand.  That took awhile.  But it’s nice.  I’m back.  A chipmunk, Skamper, was here and wanted some peanuts.  That woke Muffin up from her nap.  So she is now looking out the door, waiting for something exciting to happen.  The exciting stuff happens in here.  To me.  Here is my day, a typical kind of day.  I had just filled my COFFEE cup with some nice fresh and hot COFFEE.  I then reached for something.  Naturally my COFFEE was underneath my arm.  Hit it with my elbow.  That COFFEE went everywhere.  All over the counter.  And the floor.  How it got on the floor I do not know.  The cup spilled the opposite direction.  And, of course, I stepped in it.  Soaked my socks.  Only 7 AM and already I have to change my socks.  Sigh.  For supper I managed to pour boiling water from a pot on to my foot.  Okay, it wasn’t actually boiling at that point.  But it wasn’t far from it.  It was hot.  Very hot.  So I was dancing around on one foot, not a good thing in itself, trying hard to get that wet sock off my foot.  That wasn’t so easy.  Finally it was off.  I then smothered my foot with aloe juice, or whatever it’s called.  I use it directly from the plant, better than the stuff sold at the store.  It works good.  Honestly. Change my socks again.  Then one of the squirrels was determined that my finger was a peanut.  And he dug in those sharp little teeth of his.  Blood everywhere.  Sigh.  That was one of the babies.  Not too bright.  Sigh.  I am at the store shopping and I go down this one aisle, and as I do several items just fall off the shelf and onto the floor.  No, I did not touch them.  They just fell off the shelf.  On their own.  Then I am down a different aisle.  The SAME thing happened.  I think that store has some kind of electric beam that is only activated by me and it then triggers something that pushed stuff off the shelf.  After all, this has happened before.  Sigh. This is what I need sometimes, a cabin, a lake.  Sigh.

Then, of course, there is the phone call.  Normally I get normal type phone calls which are just normal but this phone call was not normal and certainly was the most abnormal phone call I have ever had.  Kind of an odd one.  Some guy calls threatening to kill me.  Amazing really.  I mean, it’s not the normal type of phone call that a person normally gets.  At least I don’t.  That’s a first for me.  And I will admit, not exactly a thrilling type of phone call, even though I figured it was obviously a prank.  The police figured it was too.  Sigh.  It was meant to happen at a specific time, which has come and gone.  I’m still here. But you probably guessed that already.  Especially since I am writing this now.  Which I wouldn’t be if I wasn’t.  Some people think my blog should be more of a serious type.  Okay, this is my serious inclusion.  Don’t expect that to happen much.  This blog is not meant to be serious.  It’s meant to bring a smile to people.  Maybe even a giggle or two.  Or a chuckle.  Or an outright roaring laugh.  That’s the idea anyway.  Speaking of ideas.  Oh no!  This is long enough.  That idea will have to wait until next time.  Hopefully some new changes will be coming soon to my site.  Until next time, enjoy your week and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

Good morning everyone on this cloudy but nice afternoon!  It’s been one of those week’s.  And the week just started yesterday.  That’s not good.  Actually last Monday started much the same way.  Only different.  I won’t get into that one, I’m still trying to forget it.  And it’s not easy.  Especially when I keep thinking about it.  So we’ll skip that one and not think about it anymore.  Which likely won’t happen.  Sigh.  Yesterday is still fresh on my mind.  And body.  So that makes it even harder to forget.  Even though I really would like to forget it but how can I forget it when I keep thinking about it which makes it even harder to forget it but I can’t stop thinking about it because every time I move or don’t move or get up or lay down or sit down or walk around or don’t walk around or think or don’t think I still can’t forget it since when I do any of these things or laugh or sneeze or cough I still can’t forget it because all these things make me remember it so it is impossible to forget it and if I can’t forget it than how am I supposed to forget it and, and…forget it.  Sigh.  I’m doing a bit of rearranging and sorting and tossing stuff because I live in a very small apartment and I have a lot of stuff.  And I mean a lot.  Which in my last apartment didn’t look like a lot because my last place was much bigger than this one so now it not only looks like a lot it is a lot even though it isn’t.  I think.  Sometimes anyway.  But I want to be able to walk around the apartment without tripping over things or kicking things or always having to move things in order to do other things and, and…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It’s okay.  I’m fine.  I’m calm.  But in order to get more order there first must come more disorder.  That’ where yesterday comes along.  There is more stuff lying around in places it should not be and therefore for someone like me that means danger.  And it happened.  I kicked something, accidentally, and then tripped over this item leading to a loud yell and crash.  Poor Muffin.  She does not like loud noise.  Especially when it is unexpected.  Which it usually is.  Of course I landed on the item I kicked over and then went headlong onto another item which is solid wood and came finally against the fridge then landing on the floor.  This produced blackness and total numbing and as the numbness left the pain kicked in which was extremely painful causing another yelp from this old guy.  Actually, more than once.  I am still feeling it today.  Therefore I am moving around very slowly today.  Much more slowly than normal slow.  But on the lighter side to this, hmm, there must be a lighter side somewhere.  Sigh.  Later, while laying on my bed, I could just imagine how that would have looked.  Arms flying in every direction.  Legs up over my head.  Head smacking against fridge.  And the look on my face.  Too bad I couldn’t see it.  But I could imagine it.  That would have been priceless.  And it got me laughing about it over and over.  Which unfortunately made things hurt worse.  But it did give a good laugh.  I enjoy a good laugh.  Even when it doesn’t seem like it is funny.  Which it wasn’t.  Sigh.  I’m back.

Had to leave briefly, Patches was knocking at the door, wanted a peanut.  Patches is one of my squirrel friends.  There are presently five female and one male squirrel, that are adults.  Than there are four young ones.  I have only named two of the little critters.  Since the other two are twins, hard to tell apart unless I see them together.  But there is Tiger and Whitey.  Whitey has a white tail, at least half of it.  Tiger is just that, a tough little critter who isn’t afraid to attack even the adult squirrels.  He chased two of them one morning.  Then arrived Chipper.  She is the top squirrel right now.  But Tiger, being the overconfident critter he is, decided to attack Chipper.  He started with his menacing chatter.  Chipper looked over at him briefly while eating her peanut.  She then chattered a warning back to Tiger.  Then Tiger jumped on Chipper.  Poor little Tiger.  Never saw him again the rest of the day.  Chipper returned in a short time, still with her peanut, and continued eating.  Tiger has avoided Chipper ever since.  Then there is Mama Chip.  She is #2 squirrel.  Tiger tried the same approach.  Poor Tiger.  The two rolled around a bit on the deck.  Then Tiger ran off as fast as he could.  Mama Chip returned to quietly eat her peanut.  Tiger has learned valuable lessons.  Whitey is getting friendlier.  I like him, that white tail makes him look so cute.  Today he crawled all over me, even went inside my pocket twice to get a peanut.  He did try to chatter at me once, like he was going to attack me.  I warned him that would not be wise and told him to be quiet.  He did get quiet and took off with a peanut.  Hopefully I can get a photo of that one soon.  He gets shy around cameras.  Sigh.  Hmm, this is getting long, better stop.  And I didn’t even finish.  Sigh.  Enjoy your week and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.