Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for June 03, 2010

and take all the bounce out of his somewhat pathetic life?

It’s much more fun to be A. B. Normal

Some folks just have to make an entrance…

LOL @ margueritem

When “Chair Mounting” becomes an Olympic event, he’ll win the gold for sure!

Especially not after what he’s done to that chair…

He wants to leave no doubt that it was his seat. His chairritory.

He lost his cup, but he still has his saucer! Now get him a fresh cup of tea, Becky!

I had no idea Cleo could move so fast.

Where is the fun in that?

Claude, your slow speed embarrasses dog owning grillers everywhere! You snooze, you looze!

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I already knew from GROG’s comment what to expect. – No BBQing allowed here, but noisy renovations. AAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!

Cleo reminds me of my son’s dogs. They’ve been trained to run in when somebody says OOPS. No 5-second rule around that house. Just don’t stand in the way!

If it hits the ground, it belongs to the hound.

G’morning, Cleoites…

A good day to barbecue in the June 3rd  2020 “CLEO and COMPANY”…

Gonna be hot and summer-like here, too…. supposed to hit 94°.

I probably won’t barbecue though…

I have a teeny weeny grill, but I eat dinner late, after dark, sitting at the computer.

Unless I want to grill my Cheerios, earlier… hm… nah…. they fall through.

Cleo is right… 5 seconds is an eternity to a dog.

Some can catch things before they hit the ground… I don’t know how they know something is falling.

My little Schipperke was very quick…

But the fastest food catcher I ever knew was probably my late sister-in-law’s Weimaraner…

the silver streak, as we referred to her.

She was well trained not to steal your food if it was on your plate…

They proudly showed me that they could put it on the floor, say “don’t touch”, and walk out of the room… and she wouldn’t.

But falling on the floor was a grey area…

My brother once dropped a serving plate when I was there.. a rolled pot roast he’d just sliced, for 6 of us.

we all swore it was licked bare by the time the plate was lying flat on the floor.

Maybe she did somehow drag some someplace… it was at least three pounds…

but it was over in a moment, she didn’t leave the room and we all thought she’d eaten it all.

She also escaped from their fence one evening and came home a few minutes later with a big steak hanging from her teeth.

They made her drop it… and saw that it was grilled on one side.

Weird times around here, BTW.

Off-topic but I gotta share.

If it was surreal before, it’s gotten surrealer.

Covid-19, Stay-at-Home… shopping every two or three weeks….

… no visiting or eating a meal with anybody ever… masks on everybody in the grocery store….

It all seemed other-wordly enough.

Now we’ve got 8pm curfew… people defying it… rock-throwing and looting downtown.

It’s crazy… the problem isn’t here!

The new, young police chief knelt with peaceful demonstrators at noon Monday to show solidarity…

but by 8pm there was still a riot, arrests, and a pick-up truck trying to plow into the crowd.

I have to think those were different “demonstrators.”

Also, last week the county Sheriff publicly announced that his department would refuse to enforce non-essential business closings and mask-wearing.

First law-enforcement rebellion here, ever.

Yesterday he and the Board of Supervisors came to a hasty compromise.

As a background, alternating every few days, blazing hot days, cold, February style rain, gorgeous spring weather…

and the other night my place literally shook with massive thunder and lightning … but no rain.

I feel like I’ve moved to another planet.

GOOD MORNING BALLARDEERS! Day 82 Big whoops. sigh

My first virtual doctor’s appointment today. Ain’t technology wonderful?

“Turd” waits patiently for stuff to fall off the table, then waits until he’s told he can have it.

Be kind to one another. (((((HUGS)))))

We haven’t had a BBQ yet this season. In fact, we haven’t even bought the charcoal yet. The weather is finally warming up. We’ll call Cleo when the steaks are ready. Mmmmm….

And here we didn’t think Cleo could (or would) move that fast. Nothing like a hamburger from the BBQ.

I’m surprised that it took Cleo more than two seconds to get that burger.

Good late afternoon Balladeers, Plods and Miss Susan.