Weather, technology, Sam

I have not kept up on the weather in other parts of the country lately but we are having fantastic weather for this time of the year. We got over a half inch of rain yesterday and possibly that much again overnight. I left the farm in a gentle, steady rain this morning. Dodger usually goes out every morning as I leave but this morning he charged the door as I opened it and stopped dead as his head moved through the plane of the door into the rain. He elected to remain inside; smart dog.

I went to bed early last night. Mama gave me the evening off since I had worked so hard through the weekend. With the rain we were able to test the caulking job I had done on the windows and it seems we are fully sealed against the weather but I will remain on high alert as we move forward with the project. These things have a way of cropping up unexpectedly.

Grandma is using a sort of “go” phone that Victoria has been buying the monthly cards for. This last go round she bought a $30 card with 1000 minutes on it. It was a fifteen dollar saving for the month. Well last night as Grandma was talking to Norman the minutes ran out and the phone cut her off in mid-sentence.  She could not imagine that she had used one thousand minutes in less than one month but Mama researched it and found it to be true.

I was more shocked that the minutes had not been exhausted sooner. She was a little incredulous. I explained that if you talk for thirty minutes over twenty days that you will use six hundred minutes. So if, on average you talk thirty minutes a day on the phone you will need twelve hundred minutes every month. The numbers must have made sense to her because between her and Grandpa they talk more than thirty minutes a day on the phone. It does not seem like much but it accumulates quickly.

Last week I told you I was concerned about Mama taking Sam, our male Great Pyrenees, to the groomer to have his hair shaved off for the summer. It actually turned out pretty well. The dog gave them no problems as long as Victoria was in the back seat of the Lincoln with him. He stood well for the groomer but was not enthusiastic about the flea dip he got after the sheering.

Because of the dip he had to be left with the groomer for thirty minutes to allow him to dry off.  Mama and Victoria went other places during the hold period and when they came back there were welcomed to the shop by the most sorrowful moan coming from the back of the shop. It was Sam. He had been howling out his captivity the entire time he was caged in the back of the shop. The shop owner thought it was cute; pitiful, but cute.

Mama said it was hard to contain him once out of the cage.