Life with Buddy, a Continuing Saga- 04/15/08

As I type this, it's like, fiveish, I have just had the Budster out for his morning constitutional, and we were treated to one of the brightest displays of the stars I think we've ever seen. Two fronts are coming together today (I have no idea if that's the reason, but it seems plausible), and the stars to the Southeast and East simply twinkled like on a Christmas tree light display, from some sort of atmospheric magic. It was truly beautiful to behold.

   That's one thing I have to thank Buddy for, the fact that I get to see wonders of the cosmos I never would have gone outside to see, were it not for my curmudgeonly little friend here. Of course, he also brought in his first little tick buddy to crawl on ol' dad yesterday, too, so it's a mixed bag, as usual. Hate those little bat turds. I think the Budster's shaving episode is nearing as we speak. Well, maybe not shaving, but a severely shortened hair field for bugs to hide in. I treat Buddy, so they hitch a ride in in that fur forestation, then they find they don't want to bite him, him being demenuized by the Frontline, and of course, who is he sidled up to that isn't treated at all? Why ol' dad, and the Buddy buddy off loads begin anew. I'm simply delish tick junk food, in the scheme of things, it seems.

   That's only one of the reasons he's getting his beautiful hair cut this summer. The number of twigs and seeds, flotsam and jetsam, and sheer multitudenous crap he picks up in that matted rug in the summer time, and does not enjoy having combed out, is legion, and it will cut the drama in the three acre rancho household by megatons, if I don't have to comb him out every time he goes outside and bumps into mother nature's seed and insect distribution network.

   Spring really is here, though, if the ticks are active, so I think this last cold spell must be the end of it, for this year. At least I'm hoping so. It was thirty eight for a low last night, something I can vouch for myself, after our nocturnal outage, but tomorrow's low is supposed to be much higher and improving through the week. These early ticks are looking to feed, and go lay their eggs for the crew that takes over when Summer actually gets jumping. Have you ever noticed a cycle there? That's why they are around, then not, and then around in droves, according to the reading I've done. I'd like to break that cycle, but I'm not willing to use poison that might leach down in this sandy soil, and treat me, at the well head in the end.

    Well, anyway, that's why you will soon see much less flattering Budster pictures, I'm afraid. I used to have Oscar sheared close every year, and he loved it. He'd spend the first week or so just rubbing up against anything he could, for the strange feeling of it, I think. When you live out in the country, it's just a much smarter idea. Buddy's sort of a spindly, skinny little thing, when wet, so I can almost see him bald in my minds eye already, and this isn't going to do a thing for his self esteem I'm pretty sure, lol. Not like he needs any building up there, in the first place, though.

   Sadly for the forces of mirth and mayhem, the Budster has pretty much developed a standard action plan on the Roomba situation. It starts, he flees to the bedroom and occasionally barks at it. So far the  Roomba hasn't managed to find it's way into the bedroom itself, there being entrance shielding furniture in the way, but it should be interesting when it does. I await that day with sincere anticipated delight. My little friend will probably just flee to the master loo, though, and redraw defensive positions from there, lol.

   It is a wonderful Buddy buggage defense weapon, I have found out, though. If I'm trying to get something done, and Buddy is after my big ugly butt to play, for pettage, better food, or whatever, all I have to do to divest myself of all the leg scratchage, whinage, hysterics, and drama is turn the Roomba loose, and Buddy is self banished to the bedroom, and with the exception of a few annoying occasional barks, I'm worry free, lol. Besides, it gives him something to do, a boredom cure, in and of itself, the defense of the bedroom from invading robots.  Amazing! Why didn't I get one of these two years ago? Oh, and just as a truly great side bonus, it cleans carpets, too, folks. Till next time, Ron  & Buddy.



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