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( Aug. 13th, 2017 06:08 am)
The dog escaped out the side door for the second time—I was trying to out out the trash. She went scooting down the driveway on one side of the car. The stripey feral cat shot out from under a bush on the other side of the car and continued until safely across the street. The dog didn't notice and continued toward the park; I eventually recaptured her and hauled her back. If she'd spotted a squirrel in a tree on the way, it would have been a lot faster.
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( Aug. 10th, 2017 08:57 pm)
This morning it still wasn't light enough to turn off the outside light at work by the time my relief arrived. And the first evidence of squirrel digging in the lawn and in the grass at the park.
I don't think I've seen Mr. and Mrs. Mallard at all this year. Hope they just found a nicer place to set up housekeeping.
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( Aug. 9th, 2017 12:18 pm)
I consumed the first half-dozen runner beans from this year's undeserved crop. They are again using the old coaxial cable hanging outside the housemate's bedroom window as an extra support to get above the pole in that corner; I had to get a stepladder to harvest the highest beans.
After appearing totally dead a few days ago, the first amaryllis in our front yard is poking out a stalk.
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( Aug. 6th, 2017 09:49 pm)
Walking the new dog in the evening as well as the morning, I notice that the local park is still quite busy after sundown, despite the posted hours. And not just the tennis and basketball courts, which are floodlighted and seem to always be in use. There are also walkers and other dog-walkers even in the dark.
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( Aug. 6th, 2017 04:59 am)
A new cat - large, grey and white - appeared on the fence outside the housemate's study window. Going somewhere, purposefully.
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( Aug. 4th, 2017 12:32 pm)
It took two nights of heavy work, but I got the entirety of a huge box of lingerie labeled up and fitted onto the racks for sale. At dawn I shoved the flattened box out of the back door, prompting what was either a New York-sized rat, a nocturnal squirrel, or a kitten to scarper out the back of an old soda machine that the restaurant has left propped against the fence, and plop over into the backyard beyond.

Then I came home in really peculiar light - cloudy and fuggy, but I could see the observatory domes on Mount Hamilton lit up in the early sunlight - and started the sprinkler in the backyard ... and it started raining.
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( Aug. 3rd, 2017 09:57 am)
Walked the dog solo. She has a fascination with squirrels and tends to lead the human(s) around in gyres seeking a squirrel. Every so often she stops dead and waits, apparently for the breeze to waft her a suggestion of where there might be a squirrel. The park has a lot of large trees. Seeing a squirrel, she will take off at a mad clip, winding up running halfway around the tree, then standing on her hind legs against the trunk, gazing upwards, then frequently she will set off for the next tree, or perhaps through a thicket. Sometimes the squirrel headed in that direction overhead; usually, so far as I can see, it didn't. Often it went straight up and may well be looking down at us, laughing its little rodent head off. This morning there was a squirrel on the sidewalk after we turned the corner out of our street. It scampered along, with the dog attempting to give chase despite the large human drag anchor, then took a sharp right and dashed through a white picket fence. When we came to that yard, I saw the squirrel insouciantly nibbling something in its paws in the front yard, but the dog dashed straight past, and was raring to go across the street. That explains a lot.
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( Aug. 3rd, 2017 08:59 am)
This "weekend" I made a small start on making up for the weekends with no home internet. And again cut back the bush under the kitchen window so that we can see out. Next up: the dining room window, which again looks out on a murk resembling the depths of the sea.
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( Aug. 1st, 2017 06:38 pm)
The new dog has settled in pretty well. She chose herself a toy at the store at the shelter: it's a flattened roadkill skunk, with an ultrasonic squeak (but I can hear it). It's been carried all over the place and got left out in the yard overnight and is now a bit stinky, so to distract her from naughtiness (such as upending one of my potted plants), the housemate gave her a blue squeaky octopus that we had bought for Bear, but he wasn't keen. She now plays more with that; this morning she dropped it in her waterbowl, so it spent the day on the kitchen table in hopes of drying it out a bit, and the slightly soggy thing is now being carried around again; I can hear it squeaking weezily.
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( Jul. 30th, 2017 11:28 am)
Last night as I staggered from 7-11 to my workplace, coffee cup clenched in my hand, a kitten fled across the sidewalk and vanished into a parking lot.
Mountains of additional stock. I performed heroically fitting almost all of it in.
Other people's amaryllises are blooming. No sign of ours; ours are always late, but also this year I may have let them get watered, which they don't like after the foliage dies. I'll have to wait and see.
Doesn't look at all to me like "restoration and adaptive re-use" is what is planned.

Internet!!! (16 days of outage.)

I hope there will be no more need for this:

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( Jul. 25th, 2017 11:19 am)
One or more yappy little dogs have moved into the house where the black lab used to live. I could hear them in the backyard as I walked past on the way to the library (still no internet at home); the carpet was being replaced.
The tall rustic gate below which Bear used to poke his nose at his old house has been replaced with the same thing in new wood, and the new residents have enormous tomato plants growing up the wall behind it.
Posting in haste from work - internet still not fixed. It continues hot, but it does cool down at night. On work days, when I sleep in the afternoon and evening, the dog sometimes stretches out on the floor in front of the fan rather than endure sharing the bed with me.