Fencing with Tasha


First weekend – and opening day of “Project Fence Staining” is underway
.   .   .

Hooray !   Oh, right, there’s still another side
Not to mention two other parameters. . .

Making a brazen appearance is this cheeky little bastard, Irene’s nemesis,
and judging from the length of time he posed there,
an obviously proud architect of multiple yard holes. . .

You tawkin’ to me, or do you just admire my workmanship??

Second day of the second weekend – Irene slogs on alone Sunday morning
on the six-foot high side before the cavalry arrives. . .

One-half of the cavalry is injured from the previous day’s painting
but Holy Paint Bucket Batman!  The paint-stain runs out right at this point !!

Deprived of much face-time during the fence staining project. . .

A joyful Tasha’s romp with ball and stick is extra buoyant. . .

Her doggie massages are extra-blissful . . .

I know I’m adorable, but what are you ?

Just me and my stick. . .

View one from Tasha

View two from T

View three

View f – ,  wait, distraction

View five- what is she waiting for??


A STROLL AROUND COLUMBIA PARKWAY


A furry challenge coming up !

Another challenge – a freight train over our path. . .

Tasha is a tad disturbed by the extreme rattle and hum. . .

I convince her to cross the street, where we need to walk under the bridge
Yes, that rickety turn-of-the-century bridge

The freight cars momentarily halt. . .
Tash and I walk underneath the bridge and emerge onto the Parkway’s path. . .
Good girl!  I congratulate her on overcoming her fear of choo-choo’s. . .

Not to mention rickety bridges. . .

Strange people playing that strange game

Good God which way to adventure?

Tasha’s excitement is palpable. . .

Unannounced visits are her specialty. . .

There’s a hot property !  Frozen cat outside the gate, and four, count ’em, four fenced doggies !

Serious Mexican stand-off with donkey lawn ornament. . .

continued Mexican stand-off . . .  We don’t call her Tenacious T for nothin’

Is it just me, or is that donkey startin’ to give us the evil eye?


Post-leap after squirrel sighting

You little fuzzy-tailed rat, I’ll get ya !

Desire is the anger from which we feed. . .  (TM Patti Smith)

Really, do we have to leave?
That little bastard has to come down some time . . .

Heading past Tasha’s favorite community service –
the public library . . .

Even though the library has barred her furry butt from entry. . .

Tasha’s love for literature has not been diminished. . .

A good long yawn after a good long walk. . .

Really?  Oprah?  Really?

Tasha finds Oprah just a tad “full of herself,”
vastly preferring the no-nonsense Judge Judy, and her legal ass-whuppin’ style

Natural light – natural beauty

 

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