My dogs, my dogs, my dogs. Let take a lot of my time. Researching dog nutrition, training them and lots of play time. I love to read, I’m a big fan of music, almost every type of music. I always have music playing in the house and in the car. I love to garden been now that my autoimmune illness has gotten so bad I’m not allowed in the sun at all even with sunblocks, hats, etc. So I’m an evening, nighttime gardener now. I’ve been an insomniac since my sons passing (8 years on Aug. 1st) so I’m obviously not a morning person and can’t garden in the early hours. Love old movies, the classics. Oh, and I paint. Haven’t done that in almost 8 years or so. I guess I should say I used to paint. I keep saying I’m going to get back to it but something else always comes up. Namely, the dogs, of course. Having three long haired dogs I’ve recently signed up for a course in dog grooming. It gets quite expensive having them professionally groomed every 6 or so weeks. The only thing I think I’ll leave to the vet tech is their nail clipping. All three dogs have black nails. I tried it once on a different dog with black nails, she bled and screamed, I screamed. Ain’t doing that again. We were both screaming. Now I look back and can giggle. Tracy would stop screaming but then she’d look at me and start screaming again so I would start again. That was my first and last attempt at clipping a dogs nails. For some odd reason all dogs I’ve had, that I can remember, have had black nails. Hmmmm?
Marie. I’ve only got one tattoo to your 30 or so. I’d love to get more but at my age and sagging skin I think they’d look pretty creepy in too short a time.
