Dog Days of Summer?

It's hot outside today. 99*, and hot. Baby, as I've named him, has been gone a few days. That is always a worry with all the coyotes, hawks, and various other distinct possibilities. But he's back, and I'm so happy. Those bushes are on irrigation, so if he digs through the gravel a little, it's nice and cool. I know I've posted a picture of him before, but I just think he's the cutest thing! And he seems so darned comfy out there today!

Other news, over the weekend my mother took a tumble in her front yard while going out to turn on her irrigation. Evidently she tripped over her oxygen cord. I had talked to her a few minutes before and when she went to call me, her phone wasn't working. Turns out one of the extensions was off the hook. The next day I went to pick her up to have dinner with us, and she was still in her housedress. A day and a half, urgent care, hospital for xrays, urgent care, and regular doc today, she fractured a bone in her hand. Had she fallen differently, things could be much worse. She's in a splint, and is not happy about the prospect of dealing with one-handed living, but we are all grateful that she was not seriously hurt.

And maybe this is a blessing in disguise, because it brings reality to the forefront about her living alone. One day at a time I guess. I'm sure this is never an easy transition, but she knows that it is increasingly difficult for her to do so, and I think she's worried about it.

I think I'll go back to thinking about how sweet that little bunny is. Ahhh, yes, that's better...