Car Alarm and an Apology to my neighbors!

I wake up at 5 as usual but this morning I decide to get a little more sleep. A little after 7 I give up on the sleeping thing, as I cross the living room I hear that annoying honk, honk, honk, honk, honk,
good lord can't somebody do something bout that noise! I go to foyer gallery and it is really loud, look out and it is our van that is honking and flashing. What is going on? I rush across the front yard, in the wet grass, barefoot, My poor neighbors, I open the van door, it won't stop, I giggle the switch it stops, OK good, now head for the bathroom, where every woman IMMEDIATELY has to go upon arising.

I am almost to the front door, when the Van starts honking again, back across the yard it must be some sort of electrical malfunction, something that only Sweetheart can deal with. As I get to the van, it suddenly stops, and then to my amazement the automatic sliding door opens.

At this point I start backing up, this vehicle is obviously demon possessed or something. Sweetheart is gonna have to get up and deal with this one, this is too much for my overly imaginative brain. I don't even want to push that button that I know will close that door, I am not touching that van, besides I am at the limit of controlling my bladder!
Back thru the house, hit the bathroom, just in time, come into the kitchen, where Tugg and Gess sleep on the window seat.

They both rush to greet mom, .........................
then I notice that Gess has something in her mouth, give me your pretty, ( that is what I call any unidentified more than like off limits object in either of my dogs mouths) she obliges nicely.
It is Sweethearts VAN KEYS!!!
Left last nite on the bakers table within Shopping distance, (Girl dog loves to shop).

What is amazing is that she had not chewed the remote control key thingy that calls on the horn, and opens doors, and locks things, she had just been playing with it!

I just hope she only started playing with it as I was getting up, and this did not go on, off and on, all night!
If it did dear neighbors, I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY!

It is a beautiful day in LowerTown and Downtown Paducah today. The rains we had have washed things clean and the sky is sparkling. Down on the riverfront, the are "Cooking", Barbecue that is. They are barbecuing any and every thing that ever had a rib, leg or wing! The smell is delicious, I can't go down there this year because of the smoke and my breathing, but I know sweetheart will bring me some!!!!!!
All of this barbecue cooking money made is for charity, by the way, this is such a fantastic community.

Speaking of food,
I have recently been dealing with a lot of green beans.
You see Tugg started coming up lame in this front wrists, usually after his evil half sister Gess had been running him all over the backyard. We are 7 and 8 months old now, Gess being the older, but Tugg is WAY bigger now and that so annoys little miss " I was here first I am the alpha". Which means a lot of rough play and domination games. About the only way Tugg can win is to just lay on her.

So off to the vet we go, $90.00 and 2 x rays later, we are told, it is a growth spurt that occurs at his age, Fish oil supplement 3 times a week, Glucosamine Condroidant (however you spell that) daily, baby aspirin daily and by the way he is 4 pounds over weight, cut back on puppy food and add a can of green beans to his Meals.
So my dog is too fat, oh no I am not going down that road , I look at Gess and decide she is fat too! So now they are both on their greenie beanies! Tugg ate them happily, immediately, but I will write more later about the psychological games I had to play to dominate little miss alpha into eating and enjoying hers!

never pray for rain

so .
I am breathing better cause it has rained, and I am on three inhalers now, Yipee!
A week ago Monday, I was praying for rain, but one must pray specifically, as I have since been told. So, a week agoMonday, I got up at 6 AM and I could hear Rain, when I got to the kitchen, on the way to the bathroom, IT WAS RAINING, A TORRENTIAL DOWN POUR, RIGHT THROUGH MY KITCHEN CEILING!
I got lab children, (wet, happy, and running in circles), saying look mommy it's RAINING!
I immediately ran back to bedroom, screaming........ Sweetheart, Sweetheart, it's raining in the kitchen.
sweetheart jumped up out of deep sleep, cause he KNEW where the rain was coming from, he broke a coffee cup, fell over a dogie gate as he crashed upstairs, cause he knew, and I knew who the culprit was.
I have not mentioned DADDY on my Blog but my Daddy (83) lives upstairs over the kitchen, and in his room is the 110 year old pedestal sink, original to the house, with no OVER FLOW drain............. so daddy left the sink on, (maybe all Nite).
Hence the rain in the kitchen and my happy Labradors, and 4 hours of shopvacing, and sweeping water, and a ruined ceiling.
I love my Daddy but he has severely tried our patience with this episode.