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7/29/15 Insurance, and Yard Work

I have been exposed to the interesting world of “insurance”. Apparently, “insurance” is something you pay for in case you need it. Then when you need it, the “insurance” tells you to stuff it and find another “insurance carrier”.

Hmmm. My mind boggles, at times, with the human world.

Mom and Dad (as the homeowners) were victims of bad weather last year. They had two claims on their insurance. They recently got a letter from the insurance company saying that they didn’t want to insure Mom and Dad anymore. Because of storms and hail. Not because Mom and Dad were neglectful, or negligent, or did anything wrong. Too bad Mother Nature doesn’t write insurance policies. She usually has a good laugh about everything.

Soooo….Mom and Dad started the arduous work of finding another company to insure their home.

Apparently, one has to have insurance or “The Bank” gets angry and takes your house. This seems like a game that a 5 year-old on a sugar high made up. Anyway. They finally found another company, and this company is going to come do an “inspection” in about a week.

Hence, Mom decided the yard needed some sprucing up. You will recall, not long ago, they tackled the front of the house. Today, Mom and Jamie, armed with hedge clippers, a tree trimmer, an axe, and a saw, went to work in the back. Jamie tethered me up and gave me a bowl of ice water. I found a spot in the shade where I could see all the action.

Mom sent Jamie up Breed’s Hill (the part of the yard that is raised) to tackle the big tree branch that was cracked off in a recent storm. Jamie took the axe and the saw, and began chopping things down to size.

While Jamie was perfecting his Paul Bunyan act, Mom tackled the vines and weeds and tiny trees (thanks to the little helicopter thingies) that were growing through the fence. “I hope none of this is Poison Ivy,” she called to Jamie, while she pulled vines with weird berries growing on them out of the fence. She chopped at the thick vines with hedge clippers, and used the tree trimmers to take down the little wild saplings that were growing against the fence.

A giant helicopter flew overhead, low and loud. “Incoming!” Jamie hollered. Mom ducked accordingly, and they both laughed. Then they got back to chopping and pulling and hacking.

Mom and Jamie were really sweating. Today was another 91 degree day and, although it had been cool and overcast this morning, the sun was now blazing away in a clear blue sky. Jamie and Mom agreed that the pool would feel very good when they were done working.

We took a break – I was happy to get on the cold tiles of the kitchen floor for a while – then Mom and Jamie cleaned up and put the tools away. They drank some sports drinks and water and toweled themselves off. Once they were done, they changed into their swim suits and hit the pool. The dragon and damsel flies were out again today, and as my humans floated happily on their inner tubes, they watched the insects weaving about in a complicated dance. “It really is a beautiful world,” Mom said, looking at the sky. Jamie agreed.

Me? I found a clever place to take a nap in the air-conditioning. Woof! Love, Maggiedogyoga2

7/28/15 Of Dragonflies, Peanut Butter, and Riding in Cars (not in that order)

Today has been a very busy day. My young human Jamie is in that thing called, “Driver’s Ed” and Mom has been driving him to this school and back every day. There’s irony in that, somewhere.

Lately, she’s been plopping a little medicine into the peanut butter and dragging me along.

I don’t really mind, because I’d rather be riding than in the crate. As long as I have my tummy medicine, that is!

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Oh, I smell the peanut butter opening…

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It’s so good, I can’t resist!

After taking my motion-sickness medicine, Mom waits for an hour or two and then we go out to the car. I know I am going, and do a little happy dance. “COMEHERECOMEHERECOMEHERE!” Mom says sternly, trying to put on my collar. Then we go out and load up in Zeus the Fiat.

At last we are on the way:

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When do I get to ride in front????

Anyway, back and forth we went. To the school. Home. Back to the school. Back home. It was 91F out today, and the grass felt sticky. It was hot, we were all hot, and the humans decided to go into the pool.

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Maybe if I conceal myself under this chair, Mom won’t take me back out.

But, she did take me back out. While we were in the yard (yes, I played with the squirt gun again), we saw this huge dragon fly. He danced back and forth over the pool. Mom and Jamie worried about taking the cover off the pool, fearing he would drown. Eventually, he met up with his damsel fly, and they flew away together. It was time to splash!

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Yep! He’s a big ‘un.

Finally, after a thorough soaking with the squirt gun, I flopped onto the kitchen floor to rest. When I’d dried off and thought no one was looking, I sneaked over to my chair.

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Mom says she loves it when I “pouch” my cheeks out when I’m sleeping. Ha! You should see the faces she makes when she’s snoozing.

Woof! Love, Maggie