Volume 18 - Day 186/179, 2026 - Sunday

Well, I hope you had a pretty good day today, the day after the fourth! Warning: the next sentence may contain graphic verbiage that you may find offensive, so this is your last chance to log-off and go on about your business. I have spent the good part of the day cleaning up dog vomit. Callie have vomited seven times so far, and it is still daylight outside. I usually blame stuff like this on Lexie, but nope, this time it is Callie. It has not affected her appetite, not at breakfast (after the first three times) or at dinner (after and before the last four times). Whatever. Of course, as many times as I have taken her outside, she is not at all interested in doing anything but sitting or laying down in the grass. So, I can now qualify as having a PhD in dog vomit, and not voluntarily. When I was not cleaning up after Callie, the rest of the day was relatively uneventful, and I guess I am fortunate for that. I read the papers, both the Statesman and the NYTimes, printed a couple things and made some notes about stuff I need to do later in the week, and I had salmon for dinner, which should be helpful for my platelet donation tomorrow. I will pick Marian up at about 11:30 and, most likely there will be a stop at Upper Crust for cinnamon rolls and carrot cake. Life is good, and hopefully Callie will improve over the next day or two. I found three or four sets of morning glories that have bloomed three at a time, and they are really pretty. They are doing really well so far this year, and they are very low maintenance. Lucky for them!