Someone hit a skunk last night on the road I take to work.
You talk about an eye opener!
PHEW!
It's like it gets into your clothes or something.... you can smell it long afterwards, kind of like the phantom pains people with missing limbs feel. You know it isn't rational yet it sure is real!
With any luck, it will keep on raining and wash the smell away or at least dilute it to the point where you don't smell it when you drive by with your windows rolled up.
And I pity the county road crew worker who gets called upon to pick up and dispose of this road kill....
Friday, April 15, 2005
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Lost Time
Woke up to the rain coming down the spout right outside our bedroom this morning. It had been threatening all day yesterday but held off so I could mow the lawn. It was a busy week in the cul-de-sac: the people almost directly across from us moved to a ritzier neighborhood, a house with three garages. And even with three, they won't have space for all their vehicles in doors. Five cars and trucks and an RV between the two of them. The cul-de-sac got a little cramped at times. Now, a retired real estate attorney has move in. He and his two dogs. And his four cars! That's a lot of cars for one person... Our kitchen window has the prime view for all the goings on in the cul-de-sac. It's not like we're nosey or anything...
A couple and their two dogs move into the rental next door to us this week too. They have larger dogs, a labrador and a mixed breed. Larger than Bailey. There was some barking going on at the fence as they and Bailey started working out the pecking order. The squirrels use the top of the fence as a pathway around the yards. I saw the fence shake yesterday from one of the dogs running and jumping on the fence trying to get a squirrel. This morning I was sitting at my computer, still trying to wake up when all of a sudden one of the fence panels popped off into our yard. The dog must have been going after another squirrel! A second later I saw a nose and then a head poke through to sniff and scope out our yard. After a minute or so of looking around he lunged through the opening, popping off another fence panel and took off to the other end of our yard. He must have seen another squirrel. Not exactly the thing you want to see at 8 am on a blustery, rainy Sunday morning while still in your sweats. I had throw on a jacket, get the dog back into his own yard and patch the fence. The dog was surprised to see me when I came out the door. He had his tail between his legs so he knew he wasn't where he was suppose to be, but the tail was wagging too, hoping for the best... I got him back through the hole in the fence and replaced the panels. I did my best to secure the panels. That portion of the fence is getting a bit old and weathered. I was cold and damp and not in the best of moods by the time I'd finished. I do have to say thank goodness for cordless screwdrivers. I'm afraid that if I used a hammer and nails I might have done more harm than good, such is the state of the fence.
How many clocks do you have in your house? Luckily we have a number of "atomic" clocks that pick up the radio signal from NIST or wherever so they are always right. But all the rest have to be set by hand. It is this time of the year that P's Micky Mouse watch collection becomes a liability.
A couple and their two dogs move into the rental next door to us this week too. They have larger dogs, a labrador and a mixed breed. Larger than Bailey. There was some barking going on at the fence as they and Bailey started working out the pecking order. The squirrels use the top of the fence as a pathway around the yards. I saw the fence shake yesterday from one of the dogs running and jumping on the fence trying to get a squirrel. This morning I was sitting at my computer, still trying to wake up when all of a sudden one of the fence panels popped off into our yard. The dog must have been going after another squirrel! A second later I saw a nose and then a head poke through to sniff and scope out our yard. After a minute or so of looking around he lunged through the opening, popping off another fence panel and took off to the other end of our yard. He must have seen another squirrel. Not exactly the thing you want to see at 8 am on a blustery, rainy Sunday morning while still in your sweats. I had throw on a jacket, get the dog back into his own yard and patch the fence. The dog was surprised to see me when I came out the door. He had his tail between his legs so he knew he wasn't where he was suppose to be, but the tail was wagging too, hoping for the best... I got him back through the hole in the fence and replaced the panels. I did my best to secure the panels. That portion of the fence is getting a bit old and weathered. I was cold and damp and not in the best of moods by the time I'd finished. I do have to say thank goodness for cordless screwdrivers. I'm afraid that if I used a hammer and nails I might have done more harm than good, such is the state of the fence.
How many clocks do you have in your house? Luckily we have a number of "atomic" clocks that pick up the radio signal from NIST or wherever so they are always right. But all the rest have to be set by hand. It is this time of the year that P's Micky Mouse watch collection becomes a liability.
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