Henry got the haircut.
Jesse got her first pre-surgery shave. She gets a hysterectomy on Tuesday. If we took her to a spay/neuter clinic she’d get spayed. At the vet, it costs so much more it must be a hysterectomy. Brings to mind our friend who was building pergolas. We asked him “What’s the difference between a gazebo and a pergola?” The answer? “You can charge more for a pergola.”
Really. She goes out to walk the dogs, comes back, and says the dogs have blue spots on them; like if you crinkled up blue cellophane and shined light through it onto the dogs and made spots. How’s that for a mystery? Wandering blue dots on (mostly) white dogs.
Want to think about possible explanations for a minute? We’ve found the cause, but you don’t need to go straight there. You can make up your own explanation first.
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The blue spots come and go. We took photographs of the dogs as Judy was seeing the spots and of course, the dogs weren’t actually blue in the photographs.
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The fact that the spots wandered around made us think of “floaters”; those black dots that are not directly on your line-of-sight, and if you shift your gaze to try to look right at them, they stay just out of reach.
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Judy called the optometrist. Turns out sometimes when cataracts are developing, they suppress the yellow input which makes the incoming light look blue, but just in spots! We already knew Judy had cataracts developing (don’t we all), so this is no big deal at all. In the meantime, Judy can enjoy the blue spots, and when we get around to it, we’ll get cataract surgery on the schedule.
Looking east into the morning sun across the dunes (and dune grass) between us and the beach. It rained the day before so we’re a little streaky.
On our way home from Corpus, I started to take a picture of the rest stop we like so much, but I do that every time we stop there so decided to spare everyone any more photos of it.
Except for this one.
It was good to drive into Port Aransas and hurricane damage isn’t the first and only thing to see. There are parts of it that are gone and we’ll never see again, but a lot of it survived and is back up and running.
Like gift stores with creative entrances.
And dinner at Juan’s.
Juan wasn’t there; he’s more of a morning guy now, but we did find Isaac and got to share family photos back and forth. And the food was just as good as always.
Gulf Coast Taxi is still in service.
They are a better option than drinking and driving, but there are rules.
On a gentler note, the drive back to the state park.
