I don't want another dog, truly I don't. But it was glaringly obvious this afternoon that poor Jack (a.k.a Cujo) can't fill the job of watch dog any more. I could hear the tree trimming guys out back. No biggie right? Well, I hear the goat barking out our bedroom window, I go to take a look and some guy is in the back yard trying to get trimmings out of speedy's turtle habitat. Now I am grateful that he's doing this, but the goat is a big chicken shit and no threat to intruders. Jack, USED to be. He is so deaf now, he had no idea anything was going on. Did not hear goat barking, did not hear someone in the back yard. Damn! Getting old sucks!

Phone call from Lili.........

Lili: what cha doing?
me: drunk blogging
Lili: in the middle of the afternoon?
Me: yeah....
Lili: you are my hero.

Goddamn do I like my summer vacation so far!