Hello…how are you guys? We hope all are well, and life is treating everyone just fine. To all our good friends, thank you all once more. You guys have been a great help to me. I appreciate your kindness.
Hot…good night a livin’, it has been really hot and humid down here. Tryin’ to do a little work around here is like working in a sauna. All you have to do is basically just walk around the yard and the sweat is just pourin’ off of you.
By the time I get up to the shower in the evenin’, I smell bout like an ole boar hog, and my clothes are just drenched. It’s bad when Cheyenne walks over to you to get petted and loved on, stops, catches a good whiff, then decides she really doesn’t need any attention right at the moment.
I come up to the porch in the afternoon now and she waits on me with one paw on a bar of soap, and a dern towel in her mouth! Once I get almost on the porch she drops the towel over the soap and takes off to the other side. Man’s best friend…HA!
No, actually Cheyenne has kinda stepped up to the plate in regards to helping me out since it’s just the two of us now. She’s a ton of company to me and tries to get me involved in things to keep me busy, and I guess you’d say… “help me adjust.”
Just the other night she went to the door and sat beside it, the “okay, buster, let’s go outside a while” look on her face. Well, I thought she had to pee, so, I open the door, let her out, and watch her a few minutes. She doesn’t even attempt to “find her a good spot,” to squat, but instead sits down and starts gazing up at the moon, which was full by the way, and absolutely beautiful.
Next thing I knew, she’s sittin’ there on her haunches, starin’ back at me, and taking her left front paw and starts pattin’ it on the ground with a “c’mon out and let’s sit a while look” on her mug.
So, feeling kinda stupid, I go out and sit down beside her. Well, this seems to be just what she wanted me to do, so she looks up at the moon, and gives a low howl, then looks back over at me. I start pettin’ her a little and ask, “What ya doin, Shiny?”
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‘Ridin Out The Recession With Dub and Deb in “Miz Judi’s Kitchen’!
Note to Readers: There are a few things that Dub doesn’t know but one thing he does know is that the word ‘Riding’ (as in Riding Out the Recession) is spelled with a ‘g’ at the end. But Dub not only walks the walk, but speaks like he is: down home, true blue, and plain speakin’ country folk.
Dub and Deb are both native Floridians, live in Central Florida, and run a small business as well. They have five children, and seven grandchildren.
Both love to cook, love to laugh, grow a garden, and generally try to “aggravate” most anyone around them basically…all in good fun, of course!
