Hi G-Fans!
I know, I know, I missed yesterday. It wasn't me, the concierge was so tied up in the helper's birthday hellabaloo that she was too tired to help a royal out. I had a lot to say too.
Let's start with the bike ride I wasn't invited to be part of, yup, they left me home so they could RIDE IN THE FOREST!
When they came back we went to the bog, then they blew out of here to enjoy The Helper's Birthday dinner at a special restaurant.. WITHOUT ME!
How can anyone enjoy themselves by leaving loved ones behind?!?!?!
Anyway....... on our walk to the bog there was a sassy fox who didn't seem to care that we were there. The concierge had us all turn around since it really wasn't vacating.... This was concerning...
So, the "7" refers to the concierge sighting seven Lady Slippers, finally, between her bike ride and our bog walk. She has been diligently combing the landscape on every walk for the last two weeks in hopes of seeing some. She saw six on the bike ride and one on the walk. The"1" refers to seeing the same one last night in the very dusky dusk on the path to the bog. They used a flashlight to see it. So, for the concierge, deep spring is really here.
So, I am so very disturbed. The concierge has elicited the help of Harry's human sister to do her dirty work. Literally.
She thoroughly de-scented the domicile yesterday and it is off-the-charts distressing.
It is bad enough that the concierge will do this. It is bad enough we had baths a few days ago. Now the last shreds of scent have been vacuumed, mopped and thrown away.
Disturbing.
And, on top of that, if that wasn't enough, the concierge is falling asleep on me when I want to do an entry on the blog. Last night was ridiculous. I was going to keep it short and everything.
So, for you fans who notice a glitch in my check-in schedule, I apologize! It is not for lack of trying. But without those opposable thumbs and fingers that possess dexterity, or a voice that is recognized by the computer, I rely on the increasingly unreliable concierge.
Grrr.
So, may you forgive those who disturb your comfort zone and find ways to create new niches of comfort.
TTFN!
-G
So, the "7" refers to the concierge sighting seven Lady Slippers, finally, between her bike ride and our bog walk. She has been diligently combing the landscape on every walk for the last two weeks in hopes of seeing some. She saw six on the bike ride and one on the walk. The"1" refers to seeing the same one last night in the very dusky dusk on the path to the bog. They used a flashlight to see it. So, for the concierge, deep spring is really here.
So, I am so very disturbed. The concierge has elicited the help of Harry's human sister to do her dirty work. Literally.
She thoroughly de-scented the domicile yesterday and it is off-the-charts distressing.
It is bad enough that the concierge will do this. It is bad enough we had baths a few days ago. Now the last shreds of scent have been vacuumed, mopped and thrown away.
Disturbing.
And, on top of that, if that wasn't enough, the concierge is falling asleep on me when I want to do an entry on the blog. Last night was ridiculous. I was going to keep it short and everything.
So, for you fans who notice a glitch in my check-in schedule, I apologize! It is not for lack of trying. But without those opposable thumbs and fingers that possess dexterity, or a voice that is recognized by the computer, I rely on the increasingly unreliable concierge.
Grrr.
So, may you forgive those who disturb your comfort zone and find ways to create new niches of comfort.
TTFN!
-G
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| Gabriella getting an ear scrunching... |
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| Cows in their niche...... |
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| Farm dog of whom we have never met..... |
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| Tessa precariously tangled up.... |
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