Author: Steve

 

How can 86 degrees feel so good outdoors as it cools down in the evenings, but we have to keep the door closed and run the air conditioning because 86 degrees in the house is waay too hot?

 

 

 

There was no immediate pain from yesterday’s two-mile walk.  No middle of the night ache.  Nothing the next day either.  Four and a half months after surgery, Judy now has two good knees!

 

 

 

Really.

 

F1 cars scream around the track at speeds in excess of 300kph.  When they hit the pit road though, there is a speed limit.  I think it’s always 80kph during a race.  The penalty for exceeding the pit lane speed limit is steep; a stop-go penalty; essentially an extra pit stop.  In a race where milliseconds count, you don’t want to get a speeding penalty, but you wouldn’t want to be rolling down the pit lane at 79kph while your opponent could be going 80 either.  So I googled it.  Yup.  There is a speed limiter button on the steering wheel.  Punch that button and hit the brakes before you get to the pit lane speed line and cruise down pit road painfully slowly, but at the maximum allowable speed.

 

 

Knee update.  We took Judy’s knee out for a socially-distanced two-mile walk at Estero Llano Grande State Park today.  Two miles, no immediate pain.

 

 

If they remember every flower while they’re feeding and remember every feeder along their migration route, when they get back to our yard on their way south, and I’ve put the hummingbird feeder in a different spot, maybe twenty feet away, do they look at it and puzzle:  “I remember there was one here at this house, but I thought it was over there.  Was it really over there or was it here all along and I just remembered it wrong?  Maybe it used to be there, but he made a mistake when he put it over here.  Maybe I made a mistake and just thought it was over there but really it was over here all along.  It looks good here.  It looks like it could have always been here…”

 

I would.

 

 

 

This sweet little puppy

 

…loves to play with balls.

 

She likes playing fetch the best.  She’ll run and get the ball, bring it back, and drop it at your feet.  If you don’t keep playing with her, she’ll just continue on by herself; picking it up, dropping it, bouncing it, chasing it.  She gets hours of entertainment each day chasing balls.

 

Problem is, balls don’t always stay out in the open where she can get them.  They roll under couches and ottomans.  They roll under and stop, out of a puppy’s reach.  Now the playing turns into scratching and whining because of all the balls in the toy box, that particular ball is the only one worth playing with.   (It’s a different ball each day, and that day that ball is the only one that matters.)  The minor distraction of her playing, if we’re doing something else, turns into a major distraction until we get up, get a stick, and fish the ball out from under whatever it’s under.  Again.  And again.  Now what?

 

Well, Judy found a solution for that.  It’s called a Bowerbird toy blocker.  It looks like this on their website.

 

https://smile.amazon.com/gp/product/B07J4N7512/ref=ppx_yo_dt_b_asin_title_o01_s00?ie=UTF8&psc=1

 

Pieces of semi-rigid plastic that stick to the floor under furniture.

 

Sticking strips to the floor wasn’t working like we wanted, not because they didn’t stick well, but because it’s hard to slide a couch around to clean under it with plastic strips stuck to the floor beneath it on the front and sides, and the couch is too heavy to lift up and over.  I pulled the strips up off the floor, turned the furniture over, and staple-gunned the strips to the bottom of the furniture edges and that did the trick.

 

The strips are set back from the edge, invisible from above and impenetrable at toy level.  The furniture can be moved, and the toy blockers are always in place.

 

 

The furniture is easily moved and when Jesse tries to roll toys under the furniture they bounce right back out.  The game goes on without any intervention from us!

 

Brilliant!