Lucky Squirrel

[fossilfreak]

 Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, vol 1 p. 547
166.1 miles

warm, windy

 

353 recordings of 31 types, 69 old SVU. 21% clear.

 

Terrible massacre in Las Vegas last night. I spent most of my usual news time watching old episodes of "Last Man Standing" because it's just the same thing over and over.

 

I also did some more on the jigsaw puzzle. It's taking a long time partly because I'm busy and partly because it's so hard.  I got quite a few pieces in this time, day 17, and only moved a few that were wrong. Pity I don't read hieratic or Greek or hieroglyphics.

 

My bruise still hurts, of course, but it's getting better.  It did hurt when I got into the car. I wish I had known it was worthless to try to drop off the doll chair at St. Vincent de Paul, because they aren't taking donations because of the upgrade... they're "full to the max" at the moment.  I would have walked for the other errand, which was to get my prescriptions renewed... I had to talk to a human being because of the change of doctors.  

 

I did the poop run today. Monday is always for kitty litter but I only do the dog poop every month or so. 

And, while I was out there, I put some stuff away in the shed, and Pharaoh jumped in there and I thought he'd killed a squirrel, so I went in to the house to get a bag to dispose of the corpse. When I got back, the squirrel had escaped and was running back and forth in the shelves, with the dog running back and forth with it and knocking stuff off the shelves. I really have to get to this (Real Soon Now.)

 

I got quite a few pomegranates, which I'll share with the widows tomorrow. This tree has enough for me and for the squirrels. (And my pumpkin is still OK and growing.)