Chet here - I know this is Wordless Wednesday, but thought you needed a bit more info about this scene to fully appreciate my predicament. It seems the Roommate is tired being scratched by a crocodile (she calls me that sometimes) so I get short leashed to the deck railing and outfitted with that ridiculous snout holster. She then sidles up to me with the treat bag, those nipper things and fake sweetey words intending to clip my toenails. Well it was nip (get it?) and tuck for a bit, but as you can see--I won. The Roommate left the scene muttering about me winning the battle but not the war. What the heck does that mean?
- Recent retiree--35 year's experience teaching reading, English, adult basic education and volunteer leadership skills. Started this blog to exchange ideas and commentary with friends and others having an interest in joining the discussions. Greatest life accomplishments include: 1.organized my 3rd grade class to check out library books for me to get around librarian's weekly limit--Amazon.com, the Mullins Elementary 3rd Grade Class of 1956 is still waiting for "thank you" notes; 2. volunteered in the Peace Corps, island of St. Kitts, West Indies; 3.taught adults to read, earn their GEDs., and speak English as a second language; 4. bought a border collie puppy for $6, got evicted rather than give him up, and began a life-long love affair with all things "Dog"; 5. joined a physical fitness boot camp in my mid-50s--don't mess with someone who's been doing regulation pushups in wet grass at 5:30 a.m.; 6. walked across Northern England with best friend Sally--over 80 miles from the Irish to North Seas; and 7. travelled to many foreign countries for pleasure and work.