I'm gonna wussburger tonight, without even reading all of the posts. I shouldn't feel so tired, not after today, but I guess my need for sleep has finally caught up with me.
Today, we had the driveway paved. Since we moved in, we've been coping with a steep drive paved with very loose and very large gravel. I'd call 1" square pieces of gravel large. Every time any large vehicle tried to get back up our driveway, they'd get stuck.
Today, a fellow knocked on our door. He'd been putting speedbumps in the parking lots along the highway malls, and since they were getting finished by noon he was trying to find some local business to make a quick profit. Net result, he was able to get our driveway paved with fresh asphalt, and a very good job done too, while der B was able to save something like a G for the quick job. Not a bad tradeoff, especially since the work done was very very very (that's a threefer) good.
Der B took Fletcher out while the workers were here, and Fletcher took a hankering to one of the workers, a Cubano negro who was at first startled by this very large dog sniffing at him. Pretty soon, though, he realized that Fletcher was being friendly, and they were playing on the grass along the street together. Any other dog would have been bothered by the noise of the machinery, but Fletcher, being deaf, never paid it any attention.
Meanwhile, it looks like Zeus has decided he is part of our family now. We never had any say in the discussion, he's just nuzzled his way in and made himself one of us. The only problem this makes is fostering another dog or more further down the line. We can't adopt every dog that comes our way.
