Well, it's 1:30 eastern (we go on eastern time despite being in the central time zone because everybody works and shops in Georgia) and the temp on the side bar says it's 98 and feels like 104.
In a effort to cool the dogs, I dug out something that 2 reminded me that I used to like in my drinking days when I sat on the front porch and watched the world go by during the summer.


There are six misters on the line.

Julie of the high pitched squeal, that sounded like a man with his privates caught in a pair of vise grips
Julie of the “Boss, a storm is coming. We’re all gonna die!!”

Julie of the original combined pack of the Rabbit Journal
Julie with the show dog looks and temperament that could benefit from a xanaxx
Julie, who I watched in amazement as I knocked her down time after time as she chased a deer on an opposing hillside only to get back up and continue the chase
Julie has passed.
I don’t know why. She wouldn’t eat yesterday and went right back into her house. This afternoon she was gone, leaving Dixie, her sister as the last of the Original Rabbit Journal Pack.
Wishful thinking has her chasing a multitude of rabbits with Maizie, Sugar and the rest who have gone before

but on the 14th, the girls got their monthly hearworm pill

Today, they got a dip in Hi-Yield Pet, animal and livestock insect concentrate. Well, it was a concentrate before I diluted it down while mixing it in one of those old $20 coolers. You know the ones I mean? you buy them cheap and then spend more on ice trying to keep things cool than you saved. I'll never buy another one, but I had a couple under the house and they made a good dip and store.

After I let it soak on them for a bit, I washed the girls in a good flea shampoo and will spray the pen and houses tomorrow after I buy some more concentrate.
It'll be a once a week dip for a while and the pen, bedding and houses will be sprayed every Saturday morning before I take them for a run

are like mine, then they have been putting on some weight since the end of the rabbit season.
Mystery has been filling in nicely

It's a good time to check those collars.
Make sure they're in good repair and are loose enough.

I can tell when the the "Girls" get ticked at me. They leave landmines at the gate for me to step in, instead of the usual section of the pen. I think they're telling me it's getting time for a run

to recalled dog foods.
More details can be found on the site

and there is still several weeks till the preseason exercises.
Here, they're enjoying their morning biscuit.


Update
I know what you mean, Thinwater. GF has a list that's so long that if I get through with it before next October, I'll be lucky. Of course, I could do the same thing I did with last years list which was roll it over into this years.
This has been my project for the last couple of days.


Now I need to do a makeover on the water garden I put in for GF while we were still on a permanent date.

I plan to make Brag chunk me a lot of clays on the summer exercises this year.

Heck, I'd like to get my hands on him myself.

A good looking male has moved in two doors up. Just the right size, good colors with four white “sock” feet. The face (at a distance) looks strange like a little mix of another hound. And a beautiful baying voice…that he uses, no doubt to the annoyance of the other neighbors.

The “girls” are hanging out at the fence. When he shuts up, I hear Lucy’s softest yard dog bark, teasing him to serenade them again

Maybe. Maybe not.

The investigators say no and the neighbors say yes.
I have to say neighbors can be a pain if they don't understand hunting dogs. Especially when you live in the country and city people move in next door.

comfortable in the pen. Fly strips, hornet nests, two sources of water, automatic feeder, waste can with a cover, rake and shovel and a pair of

So Cuz tried it, then they both told me. Rye and Cuz, now, both swear that filling a few baggies with water and hanging them high above the pen keeps the flies down because they (the flies) think that the baggies are hornet nests. I don’t know if it will work or not, but I’ll give it a try.

I use the expensive flea drops from the Vet on the “girls” and spray the pen, houses and underneath with High Yield pesticide. I, also, pick up the feces every day, putting them in a sealed container and have fly strips hanging around the pen.

By the way, I plan to run the “girls” in the morning

the Ladies a bath. Shame no one is here to take pictures.
I'll just bill Brag for his share of the bath

All four, Dixie, Julie, Kate and Lucy, got a long overdue bath today

When I step out on the deck with the bb gun to run off a squirrel, Dixie takes a look and runs for the cover of one of the dog houses.

Since she has always been in a pen except when we hunt her, I can only believe that she remembers my notoriously poor shooting skills in last year’s hunts and has no desire to be within eyeshot of me when I’m shooting.

"The best rabbit dog in these parts. Wouldn’t run nothing but a rabbit. Why, everybody says so."
You readers, didn’t think I could say anything else did you.

Doc Caldwell told me I could say goodbye and leave her on the table. They would come back in and “put her down” after I left.
No, I couldn’t do that.
It might be the easy way out, but it isn’t the way the dog man should do it.

my fenced in veggie garden which is inside a fenced back yard surrounded by fenced in dogless neighbor’s yards. Can’t be to careful with my ladies honor, you know, though the way they’ve ran rabbits for the last six months, a little sooner might improve the pack. I really shouldn’t say that since Dixie And Sugar are in heat.

And speaking of gardens

“You’ve been awful quite about your garden this year, ain’t you?”
Well it’s disgraceful. You’d think I was a Yankee or