4th September 2026
It was shopping day again, the dogs had to be put in cages again which we don’t like, but we just can’t trust them together without supervision. This gives us a strict time to get things done, but we buy them treats to reward them afterwards.
There was a tremendous storm last night, it woke Phoebe up which in turn woke Winnie. I had to get up and try to calm them. It was raining to hard to let them out to do their business so we hung out all together.
A lot of activity seemed to be overhead, I kept an eye on all the trees around just in case they were struck.
There is usually the sound of chainsaw buzzing, but this time it was quiet, no tree down.
The humidity is still oppressive even after the rain, so many people are looking forward to the autumn when things get back to normal.
I had to go out later to meet up with someone who was selling quail eggs. Kelli has been giving them to the dogs for their late night supper, yes they are spoiled. That all started when I gave the dogs any scraps left from dinner, now it has become a feast, they get yogurt, fruit, the quail eggs and any bits of leftover food.
It is now part of their regular feed, and they know it. They hover around waiting for the movement by us, then they circle like buzzards ready for the kill.
