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Beau Wann, Jr.
Good drippy Sunday morning to all youse youtes, Deaf dumb and blind dog here to start your day rolling. What a great lazy day it is, the kind of day most of us have loved since childhood. A Saturday or Sunday with nothing to do but watch it rain. No work to do, no schedule to keep, just lay around with the cats and dogs. So far we've gotten .17 inches of rain, which we accept graciously. Sould use a tad more, but we takes what we can gets!
Been up since the first thumble of runder about 4amish. Couldnt sleep, and Little Miss was snoring in my ear. Quietly extracted my taut muscular body from the kingsize bed as deftly as possible lest I wake the little darling kitty. I say quietly, getting up requires a few groans and moans, and snap crackle and pops, and I say kingsize bed, but my portion seems to be trundle bed size when a critter or two lays nappin.
Soon as I got dressed, Dixie-Belle wanted to go out. I always go out first alone, armed with a search light that would make the coast guard envious, and mah blunderbuss. I scanned the front and sho nuff, there was ol mr stinky kitty just outside our fence. Nothing to do but let them search for and eat whatever they are want to eat, so out the back door I crept, search light in one hand, blunderbus in the other. Hmmm all was quiet on the western front, nothing moved cept the leaves on the trees, so I turned ol hound dawg Dixie-belle loose.
She put nose to the ground and in "bloodhound" fashion, sniffed every inch of the back yard as if it were virgin territory, searchin for just the right spot to take care of bidness, and so she did. Since the wind was blowing from the southwest, guess it was blowing ol mr stinky kittys oderiferousness away, thank goodness. Dixie never saw or caught scent, yea!
Since it was thundering, ol one eyed Jack was hiding under the desk, hunkering in place as it were! He is terrified of storms, and I can say I'm not very fond of them myownself. Hopefully we've missed the really rough weather up here in the Chalps. CHIMACS radar shows all the storms going noth or soth of us, leaving us with just the right stuff. I do hope everyone makes it through the bad stuff, just wet, but unscathed.
I've temporarily moved my headquarters out into the mancave where I can get the full effects of the rain beating on the tin roof. When it rains real hard, the sound is deafening, but today, just a steady "fan hum" if you will, and even if you wont. Being out here also allows me to sit and do stuff uninterrupted by this critter or that critter. Annie-Bob is a bottomless pit, and always wants to eat, and of course being good caretakers, we willingly oblige her.
She isnt over weight, because she has a hyper-thyroid condition which we are treating with twice a day meds, which happen to be the same medicine that Diane takes for her H-thyroid condition, except Annie has to have twice the dose, which seems to have increased her appetite, but not body weight. Annie weighs only 8 pounds. Would you believe that Annie's thyroid meds cost 14 dollars a bottle, and Dianes cost 4 at Walgreens, same med, same dosage,. Go figure!
Hmmmm, didnt think it could get much darker, but it sure did. I know it cant be dusk cause it was just dawn a few hours ago, and if memory serves me correctly, and dont know why it should start now, but we have at least 12 hours of daylight, and my algebraic challenged brain knows it hasnt been 12 hours yet, plus I'm looking at a clock that says it is 11:21 AM. I'm pretty sharp sometimes, not all the time, but sometimes.
Now that things might get a little dicey with the weather, I think I'll move my headquarters back inside to grannies old secretary/desk. That thing must be all of 300 years old, sort of, but no matter, I love it. Lots of cubby holes and 3 small drawers on the inside and 4 large ones on the outside. You know the one, has two glass front doors and is crowned with two scrolls and a chippendale finial at the top, yeah, that's the one. Got lots of treasures stored behind the glass doors, old Cloverine Salve tins, a Prince Albert tobacco can, some old antique books etc.
In the cubby holes, I have a portrait and thoughts of Thomas Jefferson I purchased at Montecello. A copy of the Lewis and Clark Expedition 1804-1806, an old Civil War Battlefield Map for the years 1861-1865 that I purchased at the Chickamauga battlefield, a copy of the Declaration of Independence, the official surrender document signed in Tokyo Bay on the quarter deck of the Battleship Missouri, and a brocure from the obseration deck of the Empire State Building. I didnt go up in the Empire State building, I found the brocure in an aunts old trunk. I wouldnt go up to the top of that building or any building ever. I'm as high off the ground as I want to be, 5'8". And to think, I use to air crew in the service, and climbed the high steel as an ironworker. Wouldnt do either now for all the tea at Krogers.
Ok, singing off for now but I will be back, so dont think you've gotten rid of me, I'm here for the duration or till yall kick me off. Keep the sun at your six and the son in your heart and "ride boldly ride" keeping dry of course.
Your frien and all round heck of a swell fellow, Deaf dumb and blind dog Cephus T MaGoo, esq.
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