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Still no rain.
FCB Concert band season is over, with a respectable record of 4-1. We did play last night in downtown Farmington, despite the rain that was falling as I drove up there. It was sprinkling just a bit as we unloaded the truck, but the various weather apps were saying it was going to stop well before the concert started. They were right. We had a respectable audience (outnumbered the band, which for an outreach concert is all we can ask for).
Ji has finished his meds. He's still quite annoyed about being under house arrest. If it would rain, he would be less annoyed with me. No, that's not quite right. He'd be annoyed with me for different reasons "what's with the water from the sky, two legger? fix it.", rather than "I want you to open the door. why are you not opening the door. what about now? now? okay, how 'bout now?" This morning I prepped his last dose (filled the syringe, dished out the pureed ham), went back to the bedroom to get him, and caught sight of the end of his tail disappearing under the bed. So I waited about 20 minutes and tried again. He fussed at being pinned and squirted into, but no worse than usual.
Sunday I watered the strawberries, and weeded them yesterday. Yesterday I watered the roses, and should probably go out and weed them today. It's been so dry that I can't weed unless I've watered recently because the weeds break off in the dry ground. Also yesterday I cut back all the daisies in the E garden (the birds had pretty much cleaned the seeds out of the seedheads, and the dead flowers were just making the garden look really messy).
J returned safely from the Annual Picnic on Monday, just as I was leaving for the concert. I was expecting him to return Sunday, lacking any other information, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Now I have lots of laundry to do.
Ji has finished his meds. He's still quite annoyed about being under house arrest. If it would rain, he would be less annoyed with me. No, that's not quite right. He'd be annoyed with me for different reasons "what's with the water from the sky, two legger? fix it.", rather than "I want you to open the door. why are you not opening the door. what about now? now? okay, how 'bout now?" This morning I prepped his last dose (filled the syringe, dished out the pureed ham), went back to the bedroom to get him, and caught sight of the end of his tail disappearing under the bed. So I waited about 20 minutes and tried again. He fussed at being pinned and squirted into, but no worse than usual.
Sunday I watered the strawberries, and weeded them yesterday. Yesterday I watered the roses, and should probably go out and weed them today. It's been so dry that I can't weed unless I've watered recently because the weeds break off in the dry ground. Also yesterday I cut back all the daisies in the E garden (the birds had pretty much cleaned the seeds out of the seedheads, and the dead flowers were just making the garden look really messy).
J returned safely from the Annual Picnic on Monday, just as I was leaving for the concert. I was expecting him to return Sunday, lacking any other information, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Now I have lots of laundry to do.