Is this place at your command Can I stay here for a while
Can I see your sweet sweet smile
Another week comes to an end as we get ready to celebrate the long Labor Day weekend.
I have been thinking about what I need to get done. Grocery shopping, cut the grass, laundry, vacuum and Lucas wants that land crab to back his ass up from his sliding glass door.
Its funny. Although Lucas has only been around the house for a week now, I can see that he has settled in and thinks he’s home. The erratic running around sniffing and checking out everything in sight has subsided. It’s funny how dogs if shown the least bit of compassion and interest, will instantly return those same things back only unconditionally and without regard to what you did last week, month, year. It’s too bad people cant seem to learn to live the same way.
As evidenced in the picture above, from the rains earlier this week, we have been inundated with blue land crabs looking for drier ground. From time to time one or two crabs will get on the back porch and click around near the window and piss Lucas off. Lucas gives me a look like “come on man let me get to that bastard and gnash it to death”. I don’t have the heart to turn him loose and and see him get his nose pinched. However I just looked the crabs up, and they are in fact edible. Hmmm.
This one is short and sweet. I need to get my yard in shape. All the rain we had this week, and the grass is growing like hair on the upper lip of some very Mediterranean women of Sardinian decent. (Which is perfectly ok Mediterranean women of Sardinian decent, no offense)
Stay tuned, Labor Day weekend means BBQ and I am thinking the Weber Smoker is coming out of retirement. Brisket.
Never take a “No it won’t fit” for an answer.