Summer

Hi,

Things remained mostly dry overnight and all day today.  The 4pm rain storm never materialized.  Things are nice and green so we’re happy.

The ‘Easy Monday’ song was “Heat Wave” by Martha & The Vandellas.  For ‘Zany Day’ here’s a seasonal number:

“A-I’m a-gonna raise a fuss, I’m a-gonna raise a holler.  About a-workin’ all summer just to try to make a dollar.  Ev’ry time I call my baby, try to get a date, my boss say, ‘no dice son, you gotta work late’.  Sometimes I wonder what I’m a-gonna do, but there ain’t no cure for the __ __.”  Hint: About trying to make some money and still have time to play.

This morning Gong and Natcha took Chopper to Dr. View for his surgery.  It’s been a day of doggie drama, mostly among the humans.  There have been some communication breakdowns concerning things like ‘no eating or drinking’ over night before the surgery.  Aftercare is another thing that seems to be misunderstood but we’re dealing with it.  We are sitting with Chopper in the kitchen while he sleeps.  He’s still a little woozy and doesn’t want to eat anything.  We’re enjoying the laid-back mood of the rascal dog while he’s still under the influence.  Hope he retains some of this quality.

Here’s Chopper at 7 months.  The staff at the vets thought he was at least 9 months old.

Our morning was much simpler.  We went to The Wanderer for coffee.  While we were there, Khun Noot brought us a special appetizer platter with about 5 or 6 things like ginger, lemon, coconut, chili pepper and peanut.  All of the ingredients are put into a cup made from a wild beetle leaf, then a sauce is poured over it for a bite sized treat.  It was a new taste experience.  It was sweet, sour and spicy at the same time.

Cat is visiting this evening while we babysit Chopper.  She’s about to go on a five day adventure with some students from China who are visiting her university.  They will be traveling to different cities and hopefully, there won’t be too much of a language barrier.  

It feels like a Wacky Wednesday.

                     Peace,

                               Danny

“Ah, summer, what power you have 

to make us suffer and like it.”

~Russell Baker