Sunshine Time For The Hounds & Dog

As we have done everyday when the sunshine is out, the hounds and the dog and I have spent time outside enjoying the heat, the blue skies and puffy clouds. It's quite a change from spending time in the backyard in Sierra Vista. You see and will see that Stella really enjoys the grass yard more than the rock. Henry likes the deck and Walter tried to sneak away again just like on Tuesday. I caught him coming from the front yard when he heard me calling him.

It was a pretty simple day today. I am in the process of buying things I either sold or gave away when I moved in June 2019. A power washer and a small shop were on my pallet cart in Home Depot before 8:30am. The hounds (a visitor last night while writing this, let see if I can get my train of thought for this post back this morning). .... The hounds spent time in the garage with me helping read directions that were such small print I could barely read them, illustrations barely helped. In the end both were full assembled except for the two missing #10 - 3/4 screws to hold the handle on the shopvac.

I use to think that Stella loved the hot rocks in Sierra Vista when she slept outside in the sunshine. Not until we moved here did I see that she preferred the cooler sun and a soft grass yard. She spends a lot of time in the backyard napping. Henry of course has gradually moved his Pork Chomps to the backyard, which I pick up all of his stuff out there and sit it on the deck before mowing. For some reason he feels that anything he finds inside the house should be taken outside whether it is his or mine.

The cord is needed until I can get the invisible fence training started. That may not happen until next week since rain is in the forecast the next few days starting tomorrow. But really ... is 30% chance of rain much of a chance?

Walter went into the "penalty box" soon after we were outside. If a dog does it once he will do it again ... and he came close to escaping around front for another tour of the neighborhood. Only this time I noticed he was missing from the backyard and deck. I walked around the side of the house I knew he took, calling his name and he came sprinting to me from the front yard. He will be the first to get trained with the invisible fence. To train all three at the same time, it looks to be $80 per for sensors for them to wear, so I am not sure all three will train at the same time.

As long as the sunshine was hitting Walter inside, he could sleep in the sunshine and that is all he wanted to do.

The hounds are pretty relaxed here, with a lot of new friends. Neighbors and the mailman always like to have them close enough to pet. Walter will stand up tall to get petted. Henry is still jumping up on people going crazy and wanting all the attention while Stella will stand and wag her tail when she sees them. The neighbors have said no fencing is needed because they don't mind the visits from the hounds and a dog. Yet I am the run that has to semi-run (surgeon said no running) to catch them.

By the end of the day Stella heads for her dog bed and calls it a night.

Should be an exciting day today. I head to the BMV with all the paperwork I need to get my new drivers license and the "Real ID" star on the license. The 1957 VW 82E will be the first car to get licensed. I will hate giving up those great looking Arizona plates with with the great design. I am still waiting for the Mini Cooper title and registration before I can convert it to Indiana. I have the title to the 1960 VW truck I bought but it does not arrive here until next Thursday. The seller sent photos of the loading process onto the car carrier that will head this direction with 7 other cars on the double trailer. I have to drive each car to the BMV for them to see the VIN in person and match it with the title of the car.

I hope to get out for a short exploratory bike ride this afternoon and then end the day with some lawn mowing to stay ahead of the rain in the forecast. Right on schedule. I add another year to my age today with a number that is just hard to believe because I don't feel anywhere close to the age my drivers license says I am. 

I am posting this in the dark of the computer room with sunrise just outside the window. Walter is sleeping while leaning on Stella and Henry is under the desk where my feet should be, sound asleep.

It's all good in 'the tropics' of southern Indiana.