Indiana dreamin' on such a Springtime day. That's better than Beach Boys!
Anyway, Jessica has lawn duty today and she is bringing the pooch -- the puppy with no name, yet. She likely has a name by now, but I don't know it.
Anyway ... she's ridin' low to attack the grass for the lovely little puppy to romp in the fresh grass clippings. The puppy will likely roll to smell more natural, au de automanure aka 'smelling like your own ...'. Dogs do that. Anyway, Thomas and Lois have had a fence for a long while, long ago they had pets ... now they have quadraped fur-covered visitors, many of whom are relatives who love to run and chase the local fauna (squirrels and rabbits). A few canines are more adept than others -- preferring and exercising a stealthy hunting approach.
Jessica, still not liking school is getting closer to out. I think next year she can start her cosmotology/beautician schooling while in HS, so that when she graduates, she can just start. She's in for a shock as most places want "more training" all the time. She's not a big fan of school.
The grass is green, but I understand that the water heater -- hauled away yesterday, was rusted inside thoroughly. The plumber -- Quick Joe McGee pulled it out in 20 minutes and let the rusty (not just the color) water dump out in cascades and mini-Niagra falls to the cellar well. I guess I miss some interesting crud at times, don't I!
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