Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for March 19, 2021

At this point in time, Dorothy wouldn’t care if it was one of her bones.

Yep, it’s working. “That’s nice…Everything is nice!”

Where can I get me some of that! My SIL and Daughter are still living with me. Their 2nd shot isn’t until April 12th. Then they can buy a house and move. Until then I’ll just sit here in the corner and suck my thumb…

“Dick sweetie would you please put on the Grateful Dead Winterland set for me.”

Works for me.

That would be the last door-to-door salesman Dick and Dorothy would ever have…

Gee, I hope it’s not a neighbors?

I think Dick is hoping the feeling lasts till bedtime. The last time he brought in ropes it freaked her out.

Now’s the time to tell her about several of Jason’s snakes escaping from their enclosure…

…and hearing aid batteries.

Working.

I had one rule for my golden retriever. She was welcome to steal stuff from the neighbors and bring it to me. (I’d return it later.) But under no circumstances was she to ever bring me a human body part. I’ve seen way too many news stories about that kind of thing. Shudder.

Dick is certainly being one now isn’t he? :>)