Hi G-Fans!
Well, some of you received the premature sending of the blog today. The concierge wasn't paying complete attention to her task and instead of saving it for later she "published" it. So those of you with e-mail transmissions, you are getting a double dose of the pictures.
The flowers are from other springs. We are anxiously awaiting this year's blooms. We hope to see as much diversity as past years, but we aren't sure we will.
So where do I begin?
Do I mention the lack of a walk yesterday because the concierge thought stuffing her gob was more important than walking us? Or do I bring up the fact that Bertie continues to punch and choke me when we go on our walks (otherwise known as pinching and pulling)? And without much in the way of repercussions...
Or should I write about the concierge's total disregard for my creativity and keeps conking out when she should be typing and transcribing onto the blog? Or I could tell you how the concierge has been making LOTS of raspberry noises and giving everyone lots of kisses lately. The last one makes me particularly crazy, but not necessarily in a bad way...
I could tell you about Snagglepus and his spring fever and thinking that he can go out in the afternoon now, not just the mornings....
I will tell you that the new shiny box was dragged in and our days as dishwashers are numbered. The concierge has been talking about putting it in tomorrow.... we will see. Today she disassembled some device underneath the sink and water went everywhere when she put it back together. Actually, I am exaggerating. The truth is some water squirted out and she turned off the water again, tightened the lid, and was back in business. Now we have a great stream of filtered water again. It is about time. I can't wait forever for a fresh cup of water. I need it when I need it and I can't wait while it painfully drips into the bowl. I just don't have that kind of time or patience! And it truly was just down to a drip. We will see how long the nice flow lasts. Last time it was a matter of days before it clogged up again. It is suppose to go for a month or longer. I think our water is getting muckier and muckier. Someone is up to no good is my thought. Either that or the concierge was given an inferior product the last time the filter was replaced. Or, a little of both.
Anyway.....
Sorry about all the typos and transmission errors lately. I will try to garner the attention of the concierge before she becomes desperately tired from now on.
Good luck to me on that!
I hope you find respite at key moments throughout your day that renews and refreshes your spirit.
TTFN!
-G
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| Ahh, this ostrich is a fine specimen, I must determine the gender, however..... |
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| Bertie thinks he can tell better than I can.... |
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| Tessa doesn't care, she has commandeered a lamby. |
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| Riley is just waiting for the opportune time to swoop in a dismantle all squeakers. |
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| Tessa lining up the troops.... |
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| She is on duty and ready to go...... to sleep....! |
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| Action shot! |
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| Bertie still trying to figure out if it is a boy or a girl..... |
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| Tessa wondering if dinner time is EVER going to arrive!! |
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