Hearts Attached

Tyson loves my daughter, Kim. She was there when he was born. He's known her gentleness and doggie love all of his life. Rocko is the same. They hear her car before I do, run to the couch to see. Rocko jumps to the back of the couch, and Tyson simply stands to look out. They watch her intently as she rounds the house and then run to the door to greet her. She spends time with each one, until they are ready to let her go. I think Kim is the gentlest person I know. Dogs know this. They adore her.

Kim is also pg. It will be fun seeing all of this "doggie love" transferred to a little human baby....a miracle ,as they all are. There will be adjustments and changing roles as they see "their Kim" with an exciting moving, noisy thing in her lap instead of them.

Kim's other "baby" is almost 18. She's a human girl. :)
Life is always changing.

I'm blessed beyond measure to be in the family God has given me....and the daily life I live. I can't think of anything I'd want for myself.

...well, maybe a truck. lol

Happy Forth Of July

These are my boys....watching "fireworks". :) I thought they were so cute looking into the night. Rocko is on the right, Tyson on the left. The only difference is Tyson is 20 lbs and Rocko 14. And of course personalities.


Rocko is the verbal one, very affectionate and playful. He's an instigator, but wants his brother to come too. Tyson is a healer of wounds...spiritual, emotional and every other kind of wound. He lays by anyone needing him, and looks into their eyes. When Sue was going through a bad time, he would sit in her lap, lean his head back on her chest, and just look into her eyes. When my grandaughter was here and sick, he wouldn't leave the bed until she'd fall asleep. He's one of those very special dogs. Don't tell Rocko I said that. :)

I love them both the same.:)

Seaside Gathering

This was taken at another Bandon get together. We bribed the seagulls with food and they hung around to give us some photo ops. :) They're so curious and unafraid....as long as there is the opportunity to get more food.

Today has been so warm and beautiful. My grandson is here (6 year old Kaleb) and he and his dad have been bike riding, fort building, ice cream eating, and are somewhere on the docks now..watching our July 3 fireworks over the bay. Tomorrow night the city does their display. Also over the bay.

I'm staying home and keeping my boys (dogs) from being frightened of the noise. :)

That's been my day. Not much going on here.

Garbage Day

Monday! The beginning of a new work week! And garbage pickup day.

We used to haul our cans down to the side of the pavement and sit them any old way. When the new trucks were automated, cans had to be lined up exactly as instructed....open side to the road. Everything was to be automatic...cans picked up, dumped in the truck bed, and both employees sitting inside the truck. I, not being privy to such information, don't know what's happening, but most times someone still gets out of the truck and dumps the can.

I had to run to the bank this morning and noticed all the green cans sitting neatly by the road, waiting to be emptied. I've never noticed that before. Or maybe the garbage man is just really late and that's why they're all still there. House after house, green can after green can. I was surprised to see how many were overflowing, and the lids not closed. I wonder about things like that. Aren't they afraid of dogs dumping the mess all over? Me...I like a nice neat can, fully closed, liner intact.

I won't put raw meat in my garbage can. It's a respect thing. The smell of raw, rotting meat isn't a good thing, Martha. I zap the meat, or the Styrofoam containers, in the microwave. :) It only takes a second, and the garbage man doesn't have to smell it. He never even knows what I saved him from. It's the least I can do.

How much thought do we give to the garbage men?

.........and that's all I have to say about that.

One Mans Treasure

This picture was taken from a train in Astoria, Oregon. A small train for tourists runs multiple times a day along the water on the old track. Open windows made it easy to snap this as we chugged by.

Someone went to all this work to create something so attractive....just so someone like me could see. Isn't that cool? I was tickled to find this in my pictures. I'd forgotten it.