Hard to believe but NOT to cool the atmosphere in our locality. I want a hard rain to saturate the soil and wash away the “dog odor.” Ten dogs in my yard for about five hours left an indelible impression!! True story: I’ve hosed the patio, ramp (to my door), driveway and yard close to my trailer home. The odor lingers!!
I hasten to say: I am very sensitive to odors. The odor of ozone almost killed me in 2009. The odor of moth balls (*) made me deathly sick in 2013. I have an uncanny sense of smell–perhaps due to my effort to live a healthy lifestyle.
Who would imagine that a dog bite would be “a blessing in disguise” ? With 20/20 hindsight, I can only speculate about the horrific odor over the period of one week. Honestly, I hadn’t considered “that” when I offered to care for Gabriella and her nine pups.
(*) Four years later, I was facing eviction.
Break time?! I’m tired of being tired; I’m tired of being depressed. I forced myself outdoors to tackle projects. Dripping wet with sweat, I came indoors for an “energy drink” break.
My camera and I are headed outdoors again to work with things near, and inside, the cargo trailer. The TV meteorologist’ are predicting heavy rain by Sunday Father’s Day. Unfortunately, previously, I neglected things on the table and some are ruined.
Time to retreat to my air-conditioned trailer home.
Have I previously mentioned that I have attempted to hire a strong healthy handyman? I’ve been rejected; my money isn’t any good? 
Praise God, a strong healthy young man phoned me (out of the blue) and he will be available in July. I’ll save some of my projects for him. (He did projects for me while I was living at the CARE Center.)
Three Quarters & Counting 