It is dark and rainy outside and everything that breathes inside except me is sleeping.  So I thought it time to add a couple of more Dog Philosophy entries, empty my camera, and just plain visit a few minutes.

I received word that commenter Marian has finally settle in her bungalow in the village.  We wish her well.

Cindy is hoping to go to North Carolina this month for a wedding and baby shower for an old co-worker so I quickly made this up to take along. (it needs to be washed first).

Not as neat as I would like but maybe a good drag around blanket for the baby when he is a little older.

Now to the dog items.
  My dog is worried about the economy because Alpo is up to $3.00 a can….  That’s almost $21.00 in dog money.
  Joe Weinstein

Ever consider what our dogs must think of us?  I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul—-chicken, pork, half a cow.  They must think we are the greatest hunters on earth.
  Anne Tyler

My Christmas cactus must think it is still winter.

A close examination yesterday showed five buds on the plant.  What a delightful discovery to tide me over until the tulips, daffodils, and hyacinths start blooming.

The sun the last few days has Brandy and Molly parked by the French doors in the dining room.

To Molly even crawling under a dining room chair to get to a warm spot is worth it. 

Jay’s surgery on his arm is still functioning so maybe this one will take.  We have to get the stitches out soon and on 4-10 he is due back to have the Dr. check it. 

With friends coming in from Long Island I asked my Schwans man for an item he had sold out of yesterday.  This morning the driveway doorbell sounded and sure enough it was Ed.  He started earlier and came off his normal route to bring my item.  On top of that his rider brought my garbage cart up the 200 feet from the road for me.  Now that deserves something special so Ed got Italian tomatoes, pickled beets and raspberry jam and his helper got a jar of grape jelly with cinnamon.  The least I could do with gas prices so high and time spent coming over added to his day. 

The kindness we are shown these days is so comforting.  My daughter-in-law calls it the elderly thing.  I really don’t care what the reason is I just appreciate it. 

Well excuse me, as I said in my last post, the King is coming to visit so I must turn into the scullery maid, mop that filthy kitchen floor, shine the faces of the appliances, and wipe down the cabinets.  Now where did I hide that mop and bucket?