Sophia’s 11th birthday yesterday. Walked a new neighborhood. Barked. Skillfully manipulated humans. With a cursory glance, people think she is a young dog. Closer study tells another story. She has lipomas all over, an issue shared by many old Labradors. She tires physically before her enthusiasm runs out. She has grey fur on her feet and muzzle. She has a measure of pain.
Information from RWSA regarding pumping station project
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
(45% of the royalties for the song are donated to the Israeli Committee Against House Demolitions, because, in Seeger’s own words, “[in addition to the music] I did write six words)–Wikipedia
1. a person who goes ahead and makes known the approach of another; herald.
2. anything that foreshadows a future event; omen; sign: Frost is a harbinger of winter.
3. a person sent in advance of troops, a royal train, etc., to provide or secure lodgings and other accommodations.–Dictionary.com
Walked the trail around the lower Ragged Mountain reservoir yesterday.
Some signs of geotechnical activity.
House to be submerged?
Did some photos on local government yesterday. Very depressing to site traffic numbers. Maybe hot bodeez will help?