No Schweddy Balls at Local Stores!

Yesterday afternoon I stopped by 5 different grocery stores that carry Ben & Jerry's ice cream here in Boulder.  Not a one had any Schweddy Balls; they were carrying Red Velvet Cake and several other new flavors, but no Schweddy Balls.  I was disappointed.  But then I stopped by the Ben & Jerry's Store on the Pearl Street Mall - and had a wonderful, delicious scoop of Schweddy Balls...  I enjoyed it very much.

In reading the news on-line today, I couldn't help but laugh...  A headline reads: "Loveland Man Bitten by Rapid Bat."  I am very sorry that the man was bitten by a bat - and by a rabid bat, at that - but, the typo made it hysterically funny to me.  The man was in his yard Tuesday night, and thought he heard or sensed a big moth nearby; a little later he thought he was bitten on the neck, behind his ear, by a mosquito.  The next day, his dog was tossing a dead bat around in the yard.  He took the bat in to be tested, and found out it was rabid, and found that his "mosquito bite" exactly matched the bats' teeth.  He is now undergoing that nasty, painful series of rabies shots.

Zenyatta is doing well at Lanes End Farm in Versailles, Kentucky.  She is turned out with another maiden mare, Tasty Temptations - and her sides are beginning to show her pregnancy.  Yippee!!  ....  The Albuquerque Zoo has a new pair of twin boy snow leopard cubs; the mother is Kachina, and the boys are Kiran and Kalmala.  ....  And I fell in love with a poor little pit bull puppy in Florida this morning.  Her name is Harper and she is 11 weeks old.  She was born with swimmer puppy syndrome (or disorder) - her chest wall was flattened and had no muscle mass, so she could not hold her head up or even move - she was like a splayed frog.  Her breeder had put her in a trash bag and placed her in a dumpster.  A good Samaritan picked up the puppy and had it evaluated at a local Humane Society.  She was told the best thing to do was put the puppy to sleep.  She wanted the puppy to experience some love and caring before it died, so she took it home for the night.  She spent most of her time massaging the puppies' legs, neck and chest, and she was rewarded by the puppy holding it's head up to follow her with it's eyes.  It was the first time the puppy had done so in her short (8 week) life.  The good Samaritan then took the puppy to the UF Veterinary School in Gainesville the next day, instead of taking her to be killed.  The prognosis was not good - but Harper, the puppy, has surprised everyone.  She goes to hydrotherapy to swim and gets massaged each and every day - and she is now walking on her own, at the age of 11 weeks.  Three weeks ago she could not make any movement.  This little puppy, Harper, is a true scrapper - If I didn't have my cats and my pet-sitting business, I'd adopt her in a heartbeat!

Schweddy Balls? - They Sound Delicious!

Keith Olbermann made me laugh out loud last night during his "Worst Persons in the World" segment.  The gold medal winner yesterday was the American Family Association, a non-profit conservative Christian group, that promotes "traditional moral values" in the media.  They have called for activists to protest against a new Ben & Jerry's ice cream flavor called Schweddy Balls.  Schweddy Balls is Fair Trade vanilla ice cream with a hint of rum and is loaded with fudge covered rum balls and milk chocolate malt balls.  Keith suggested that the AFA might be more happy with a flavor called "Rick Perry's Nuts."

It's beautiful here.  We were under a frost warning this morning, but the temperature didn't drop as low as expected.  We had lightning, thunder, and showers for 90  minutes last night - and the weather folks were sure we'd see frost this morning - but I only saw wet grass, sidewalks, and asphalt.  Rosie and Remy were great today.  We met a youngster named Kinsey, who is being trained to walk correctly with her new owner; and Kinsey just get soooo excited (but also afraid) when she sees other dogs.  Our paths crossed twice this morning, and I stopped and allowed her to sniff the red kids, who just completely ignored her.  This is helping with her confidence level when she meets other dogs out walking.  The first time we met her, she ran behind her walker's legs and did not want to expose herself to either me or the dogs.  Now she licks Remy's nose and bounces on Rosie.  It's fun to be able to help train younger dogs, as well as convince the red kids that all other dogs are not out to attack them.  ....   Mocha is laying on the floor in front of the 'fridge, while Lovey and Nedi are running in and out.  I'm enjoying the latest Charlie Moon mystery (based in Colorado), and after it, I have three new (for me) authors to try out.  I hope that I like them all.

This weekend, CU plays away, so I don't have to worry about crowds, nor about fans coming into the building looking for free bathroom usage.  The management allows people to park in our unused parking spaces (one of them is mine) and charges $25 per car for parking so close to the stadium.  That's well and good, and I realize it helps keep our costs down.  But then we have these people looking for bathrooms and wandering throughout the building.  There are no public restrooms here - just our laundry room, and a couple of drink vending machines.  But folks seem to think that if we allow them to park in our lot, and picnic and tailgate and party, then we should also allow them bathroom privileges inside.  -  Nope.  It don't work that way. (And, yes, I do know that my grammar wasn't correct for that sentence - but I don't care!)

National Ice Cream Day

Today is National Ice Cream Day in the US.  I remember, as a child, being out in the yard on a hot day and enjoying eating freshly made ice cream - usually vanilla, but also peach and strawberry.  Sweet, smooth, creamy... and cold. Mmmm-mmmmm.  Please enjoy your favorite type of ice cream today!  I also remember that Mom used to purchase a box of Neopolitan ice cream, and to be certain that everyone got the same amount, she'd use a knife and cut a slice for each person from the end of the carton.  Good memories of good times.

We are expecting highs near 100 through Thursday, and with high humidity - or at least high for Colorado. (I know that our humidity is laughable to to those folks in Florida and along the coasts.)  I have had the fan running since Friday afternoon - pulling cooler air from the hallway out into the living area.  The kits seem to like it.  -  And I finally saw where Nedi is "hiding": When Banichi first joined our family, he couldn't jump very well, so I always left a lower dresser drawer open a few inches, so he could use that as a "stepping stone" to jump higher.  Even though the Nich-mon has been gone for over a year, I haven't closed that drawer.  Nedi is sleeping inside the drawer, at the very back.  There's that mystery solved!   Today I will spend at home, do a load of laundry, and "straighten up" the apartment prior to Tuesday (since Kathy will bring me home from the hospital and stay for a couple of hours).  All I have to do tomorrow is walk the Rs.  Then vegetate until Tuesday...  What a nice, quiet time!