Summer Most Heat Moon
The good, no, great news. Jon’s heart is fine. No pulmonary hypertension. An electrocardiogram.
The good news. Jon and Ruth are here for the weekend while Jon resurfaces our deck and puts up a new fence between the deck and the perennial garden.
The not so good news. July 4th is a nightmare of astraphobic dogs and their owners. Us, for example. Plus tonight we also added two new humans to the mix. So Kepler, the Akita, usually calm and quiet, barked and barked. Then Gertie barks. When we put the dogs in their crates, both Gertie and Vega, calm methodical Vega, broke out of their crates, something neither one ever does, never even tries to do. This was during the fireworks part of the evening.
So things are, as Elvis used to say, all shook up. Hopefully by tomorrow they’ll calm down. Of course, Jon will be working on the deck, which is the main way the dogs get in and out of the house. Ah, maybe Sunday or Monday?
