Success

Mom and Sister D got my e-mail working. It wasn't as simple as it seemed but I finally got my first e-mail.

Mom is off work until Friday but she is busy trying to catch up on the things she has wanted to get done. First came the venetian blinds in the guest room. Skeeter had jumped into the chair, then on the back of the chair, then on a small end table, sending one of Mom's favorite antique vases to the floor unbroken thank goodness. When he got on the end table he stuck his head and two front paws through the slats, breaking several of course. When Mom walked up the driveway he was just hanging there looking out the window. Fortunately the blind had never been shortened, too lazy, so there were enough slats to replace the broken ones.

This morning she re potted a Ficus tree that has grown too big to get in the house anymore. She put it into a huge pot and will move it into the garage if a freeze or frost is expected. Guess that won't be for a while.

She frets over her plants almost as much as she does us.

Next blog will be about the next dog in Mom's life, Fritz.

Today's quote is by Emily Dickenson

"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune
Without the words.
And never stops at all."