Transvestite Bait’s Neighborhood

I went to the zoo again today.  But that's not really what this post is about.  As I was leaving I saw that Nessie had arrived.  I'll have to go back again sometime to get some photos of her.  But this post isn't about that either. 

I sat on a picnic table and watched as parts of Nessie were unloaded.  They took a break and I heard someone say they wouldn't start back up for another hour so I left.  But during the approximately hour that I was watching the action there were two squirrels trying to see if I had anything interesting.  And to them interesting meant food.

Neither was scared of me.  In fact they both came within inches of the camera. 

And both squirrels were fat.  Really fat.  We have a lot of squirrels around our house but these "city squirrels" really needed to go on a diet. 

The squirrels' diet wasn't helped by the mom and two kids who were feeding them fries.  Both squirrels would get a fry and come back toward me to feast. 

This morning was the annual running of Bailey's Doggie Dash.  Andrew hasn't been running much at all this year due to a back injury so he decided to enter the costume contest.  He has had this idea for a couple of years but finally got costumes this year.  Andrew's race number this year was a cool one.  His birthday month and year.

Since we call Haven Miss B when she's naughty (get it - Miss B Haven) the bee costume is fitting.  Andrew had to be a sunflower to go along with her.  They ended up placing fourth in the costume contest. 

These two collies have creative costumes each year.  One year they were "collie flowers" with head gear similar to Andrew's!  The football player took first place and the cheerleader took second in the costume contest.  A pirate was in third place even though we thought Haven should have been there if the collies were going to be first and second.  Haven was doing her screaming while being *judged* so we told her she got points taken off her score for her behavior.  You can see video of Haven screaming here.   

Once the race started Haven settled in.  But Andrew said that she was mad that they weren't running as fast as they usually do! 

After the race we hung out while waiting for everyone to finish.  Haven was all over getting treats and watching the people.  She didn't mind all of the dogs but they weren't as interesting. 

Back at home we took our yearly photo of Andrew and Haven in front of the burning bush with whatever they took home from the race that year. 

Beacon was eager to do something after being left at home by himself.  So we took him in the backyard for some fetch. 

One of Andrew's throws involved the bumper getting stuck in a tree in the corner of the backyard! 

After throwing a ball at the bumper it eventually came down.  Now both dogs are happily sleeping - Beacon in a sunbeam and Haven on a double decker soft bed. 

More photos that I took this morning can be seen in my Doggie Dash Flickr album. 

 I'm tired of me
 I'm tired of life.
 I'm tired of ....everything.
 I'm tired of the fact that no matter how i intend for a conversation to go..it ends with me in tears.
 I'm tired of the fact that I feel it necessary to apologize for my feelings.
 I'm tired of being alone.
I'm tired of effort with no results,
I'm tired of having to be adult,
I'm tired of keeping back-up insults,
I'm tired of having no one to consult,
I'm tired of regrets that keep creeping in,
I'm tired of wanting to re-begin,
I'm tired of guilt not wearing thin,
I'm tired of trying, and trying, and trying,
I'm tired of unfulfilled teenage dreams,
I'm tired of not feeling part of a team,
I'm tired of not being able to scream,
I'm tired of nursing low self-esteem,
I'm tired of people ignoring me,
I'm tired of eyes that don't wanna meet,
I'm tired of faking happiness

I am wistful and optimistic,

I wonder what's next;

I hear the sound of laughter

 and I see your smile.

I want faith and desire-

I am wistful and optimistic.

 

I pretend to be brave;

I feel the waves crashing about me.

I touch the pause button;

and I worry about the end results.

I cry over the lost me and the chances that were never taken.

I am wistful and optimistic

 

I understand that I can be me;

I say lets run and don't look back.

I dream of what's to come and what will never be again.

I try to be me,

 I hope for faith and desire-

I am wistful and optimistic

 

I've been around, just not posting as much. I've started working in a new craft arena (Scrapbooking and Stamping) and that has been taking much of my free time up. What else have I been up to: I did the NAMI walk again this year, and had a great turn out for my second year as team captain.  Hopefully next year we can add a few more walkers.

My parents and Zeke came for a visit yesterday.  When we went out for lunch we left Zeke uncrated.  This is the first time that he has been uncrated here.  He's used to being out of a crate at my parents' house so we decided to try it out here.  Only one thing was disturbed when we got home.

Well, two.  One was Haven though.  She took the exercise ball off the love seat.  Miss B. likes to get up there when we're gone and has discovered that if she knocks a ball off she can get up there.  Stinker.  The only thing that Zeke did was pull stuffing out of one of the dog beds.  The beds are old so it wasn't a big deal.  When we went out for dinner we moved the beds into a room where the door was closed.  Nothing was disturbed the second time other than Haven once again removing one of the balls off the love seat. 

Both times we set up to the Pets Eye View camera.  Overall nothing interesting was caught.  There are a couple shots of Beacon chewing on Haven's ears though! 

It was finally not raining and some sun was shining in the afternoon after about a week of rainy weather.  Beacon enjoyed some fetching.  Haven sniffed around and tried to avoid Zeke nipping at her legs.  Zeke was either chasing after Beacon or Haven trying to get them to play. 

By the time we were done playing with the dogs in the backyard they were all tired.