Good morning on this very chilly, BRRRRR, day here in New England. It's 8 degrees F above zero. On my way home from work this morning, it was 5 above zero, and I passed several folks out walking their dogs. These folks were all bundled up in warm pants, jackets, boots/shoes, hats, and some gloves. The doggies were naked. No shoes, coats, or sweaters.
Helloooo!! Has it not occurred to any of these folks that if it is that cold outside, maybe there pets should also be protected from the cold?? Folks, we have domesticated these animals. They no longer can survive out in the cold cold wild. For goodness sakes, if you insist in taking your pets out naked in the cold, at least do the same for yourself.
Do not wear a sweater, coat, hat, gloves or shoes/boots. See how it feels for your precious pets. See how it feels when your feet stick to the snow and ice. Lots of fun shivering and turning blue, isn't it? So what makes you think that it's okay for your pets???
I do realize that there are some animals with nice thick coats and who love to frolic in the snow. Obviously, this little rant of mine was not meant for them. Nuff said.
The second stalk on our Amaryllis plant has been blooming away this past week. Finally though, the stem got too heavy leaning toward the sun (through the kitchen window) that it fell over. I tied it back up with twine, and it is still blooming away. Gosh, it is just so beautiful! Here's a photo that took.
The bottom line is that I got one of the leading parts. I was flabbergasted! Speaking in front of people made me turn red and purple and get all flustered. But that was sort of perfect for the part that I got. I was a rather ditzy little old lady who carried her little bottle of "medicinal liquid" in her skirt pocket. The play was called "A Breath Of Spring".
Photographers took our photos, and mine showed up in the newspaper. Gosh, I was just the cutest little old gray haired lady you ever did see!! When the curtain went up and the lights came on, I had the most wonderful time playing my part with the other players on stage. I don't know where I got the guts to do this, but I'm glad I did it.
I've just spent over an hour looking for the newspaper clipping that goes with this story, but so far I have not found it. It's here somewhere though, and one of these days I will find it. Well, now I think I'll make me a nice hot cup of coffee and play with Pogo for a while. Till tomorrow, Y'all have a wonderful day.
Hugs, Edna B.