They found a safe place on the Fourth of July
I tried to fix a baby's outfit to my dog.I was faced with the difficult choice of riding my bike down closer to the park to see fireworks or stay with my scared pups. I went. The McCoy's drive is where I go every year. He's a former marine. While there, some asked to sit on his lawn. Of course he obliged. Then before the show, the girls got up and sang the Star Spangled Banner in the dark. We got up and sang along. I saw a man with a back pack and a big flag hike by as if in a ruck march.
A few posts earlier I complained about a polyester dress. This vintage cotton dress arrived today (on a Sunday through the Post Office) and fits wonderfully. Good old Hollywood classiness. Oh and pockets!
Sheltering in place you don't need shoes. Besides, hair is damp since I got out of the pool and figured it was good time to try it on after taking off my swim suit. So there!
Early Monday morning there was a power outage on my block. I believe it was between 3 and 4 AM but not totally sure without power to my bedroom clock. A truck came out to fix it but I couldn't sleep. I tried to go back to sleep but by 5 AM the sky was getting lighter. I tried to take the dogs for a walk since we didn't get one the night before due to residual use of firecrackers in the evening.
I'd been working hard on writing poetry to go along with an AKC Elite Trick Performance. It's titled "Amber's Christmas Story".
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