We were not a dog family for most of my children’s childhoods. There were too many instances of vicious dog attacks towards my children by my brothers out of control dog, thus all they knew was terror in conjunction with dogs. It was truly very sad that no one would address the problem, so we actually had to stop visiting with family for several years because it was not safe. This history is what has made our dog Sammy such a blessing in our lives. We rescued her from animal control over thirteen years ago, and she has made canine converts out of us all. Still, she is slowing down quite a bit lately and I am not looking forward to the heartbreak looming out there in the not to distant future………😔

Artichokes! We are on our second picking. They are so delicious when eaten the same day as picked. I had forgotten about the bonus freshness provides.

Bat Bunny has settled into the backyard again now that she doesn’t need to compete with the cat for territory. She will hop up and eat out of your hand. It must be going on four or five years since we got her and she was at the pound not a baby. Hum….she is not wild, but then again she is not caged, thus google is very unsatisfying when trying to determine her live span.

Here are some sweet young things. Introducing the fuzzy little chicks, Chris, Martin and Zaboomafoo. Our newest additions. Now to cull an old tired bird to get back under the cities chicken limit.

The grandson is young and sweet too, but perhaps I should keep that to myself. For I am not sure if it would go over well with him. He is too old, and simultaneously, not old enough to appreciate the sentiment, but secretly, he is sweet 😉

Then last but not least, it sure makes this tired grandma happy to come home to a May basket awaiting discovery on her bed. Sweet sweet William. Thank you ❤️

Ps. You are seeing right, I don’t make my bed 😧 I tried for awhile, but you know what they say, you can’t teach an old dog new tricks 😜