Pictures on the River in Reno

Now that I've got enough meds in me to kill an elephant seal, I feel better and can write.  Altho I have nothing that comes to the surface of my brain to write about - so it's free-form today, just to get back in the swing of blogging and unload all the miscellany. 

Speaking of blogging, SFM says when he asks what I'm doing, and I say "I'm blogging", he kind of snickers and says it sounds like I need to ...

Hmmm.  I cannot believe I don't remember what he said.  Cause it was funny.  Maybe he'll read and fill us in.  Cause it was funny.  Or maybe it was dirty.

Last nite, at 10pm, I was out on the patio, throwing the damn tennis ball, in hopes that Duke would quit whining inside.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw this.  When I walked the dogs this morning, shorts and a t-shirt were not enough - it was cold.  Tis the season for hobo's and sweatshirts.  As I pulled on a sweatshirt, I thought of the weather in San Francisco.  One must always take a sweater with them.  It irritates the hell out of me when SFM reminds me to take something warm with me, cause I'm not used to it - it's either hot or cold in Idaho, and one knows what to wear in the morning.  Thinking ahead to what to wear later on is beyond me - it's too much time and it's confining my free spirit.  Yea, that's it. 

Anyways, I love sweatshirts. So San Francisco is the perfect place for me. 

I called the doctor to get a referral for an arthritis specialist.  Word is that it takes 3 months to get an appointment.  Hopefully he can use the current MRI's and I don't have to do another one.

In Reno, we took the dogs to the river so the kids could play with them.  Mostly the kids played in the water, and so did the dogs.  Well, Duke did ... in his usual manner.

Muttin could take it or leave it.  She'll follow me anywhere, water included. 

Jeffrey, however, doesn't like it one bit.  He's out there under protest and only because he's so obedient. He's damn slow about it, but eventually he comes to my "Get over here RIGHT NOW". 

I was sitting out in the river on a rock while taking these pictures.

SFM's son was on the other side of the river, climbing over the rocks, trying to get up the nerve to swim across to where we were.  I have a series of pictures that came out so clear - I wish I could post them.  Unfortunately, he chose to finally swim across when SFM was taking my picture, so I had to smile and all that crap - I missed the big event that I had really kinda been worried about.  But he made it!   It was worrisome cause even Duke had a hard time with the current.

His daughter was absolutely charmed by  Muttin/Jeff.  As she should have been.  :-)

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Comments

[TC]

Good post!!! Love the pictures! Cats okay?

[mdmhvonpa]

Is that water actually deep enough to swim in!?