Hank is ashamed and embarrassed

When I entered the kitchen this morning, Craig said Don’t come in without shoes…….Hank had counter-surfed and found the uncovered glass pan of brownies. Someone had left it there last night. Not mentioning any names, but I was the first to go upstairs to bed. There was a request to leave the brownies on the counter for a second helping.  Sometime during the night, Hank found the brownies and helped himself after smashing the glass pan. He was not cut by the glass pieces and also not phased by several helpings of chocolate.  Later today, Hank ate the inside sole of Craig’s shoe and got into the kitchen garbage bag I had just secured in the laundry room .

Tender seedlings — Best Boy Tomatoes

Is America going to get all up into it’s righteous self over Russia’s bullying and sloppy human rights policies. You betcha.

Hank resting on freshly made bed

Coco Beach Florida at Dusk

This is the symbolic beach that most of us will be perusing while a small segment of the human population actually works. It won’t be for another 100 years, so don’t get excited yet. Hank already knows how to relax, he and his kind are all set.

Tomato seedlings popped through the soil yesterday and are ready for transplant.

I need to vent a little about health care in America. Can we agree that everyone should be covered by insurance? Can we agree that health care itself needs major reform? Do we know that the United States already has two major insurance systems? Can each of us take some responsibility for good self care? Can we lend a hand to our fellow humans who struggle to eat healthy food and have so much basic survival stress that they are compelled to partake in nicotine, soda and other addictive pleasurable substances? Do we need to hear about every possible disease that we might acquire and therefore compels us to participate in anxiety-provoking and expensive medical tests? The Affordable Care Act has triggered a big, hot mess. I welcome the mess which will eventually produce a system that serves the people.

Hank is watching tennis with Craig in the pig-pen.

I once mentioned to Tommy that Hank seemed to spend his days napping with short bursts of activity like chewing on a toy or walking outdoors.  Tommy replied What do you expect him to do, read books and engage in hobbies? 

No to the above. But I do like to think about the possibility.

Hank leads a comfortable life. Sleeps on the leather couch in the den until we greet him in the morning.  Eats the breakfast left-overs and then heads down the driveway for his morning walk. This is followed by a two-three hour nap. He might raise his head once in awhile if he hears an interesting sound like me rustling around in the pantry where his treats are stored.  It’s a nice life. Reminds me of a young male client who told me that his favorite day is spent eating, sleeping and reading. He thinks he’s lazy. I think he understands how to live.

I ordered six Araucana chickens and six Black sex-linked chickens. The Araucanas are from Chile and lay blue eggs. The Black chickens are a cross of Rhode Island Reds and Barred Rocks.  It’s time to mix things up.

Planted Early Choice and Beefsteak Tomato seeds. Started green peppers for the first time.  We are sliding into spring.