|Calypso (black) and Ryka (Red)|
As most little toddlers do, he tries to run from Mommy, and when he takes off, Ryka is right along side him - only on our side of the fence. I can see that it wears on her because she would like nothing more than to be right next to him, guarding his every move. I can actually see the worry and concentration on her face.
Calypso, on the other hand, is more interested in chasing the beautiful tail that seems to follow her everywhere. When she finally makes a move on it, she sounds like a vicious snapping turtle! I was watching her the other day, more like watching her face as she was stalking the fury "thing" that seems to elude her in her quest to conquer. I am really not sure if she realizes that it is HER tail. At least she is not chasing Ryka's tail any more. Poor Ryka. Calypso, as a little puppy, would chase, grab on, and not let go.
I've also been cleaning out and organizing my little Garden House. Hubby built some additional shelves for me, and that means painting. I've already used five tubes of caulk, and I still have more caulking to do. There will before and after pictures, of course. I am an organizing guru. It is one of my favorite past times.
|Like mother, like daughter?|
Hubby came running to the rescue - or maybe to see where the earthquake was centered. He even offered to help me up; but having fallen about as far as I could - the floor - I declined the offer and just decided to sit for a while. I even drew blood from a cut on my knee. And, that is how I turned 55 on Monday with about that many cuts and bruises.
I have a load of book giveaways going on. Be sure to browse and see if anything interest you.