I ain’t got a crumb dog

So, the votes are in.  No killing of the varmint.  It sounds like the common theme is something hot and spicy down the hole will convince him (or her) to move along.  I heard this from two different sources – capsaicin or tabasco sauce.  It is funny that a few folks mentioned a dog or cat, because I just told David that when we get back from our summer away, I would like to adopt a dog.  If Fred were still with us, he would have been all over that gopher/vole/groundhog/mole!  And not in a good way.

We had some very sad news at the Stroke Center.  David wanted to go to the dance class with Karen Doll, and we found out that she retired last month.  I mean really, retiring at 95.  What a wimp!!  We would like to send her something, because she made every other Monday a little brighter for us.  Gone are the days of dancing with Judy’s stand-in.  Had reading group, and we are reading a story, and I have to say, I am getting into it, but it is very slow going.  We only get through about a page a day.  I may have to find the story somewhere and read ahead.