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Sparky had an exhausting day.

After our workout, my brother came by for lunch.  Sparky was a charming host, so didn’t get to take his nap.  At the same time, a rain storm blew in, putting Sparky on high alert.  He wants to be close to people, smiles like a maniac and pants like he’s going into labor.

 When the storm had passed and the visit was winding down, Sparky was wiped out.  He never takes a full on, eyes closed, nap.    

Poor little fella.

Sparky is the real victim.

I have been painting molding and trim in the solarium.  Over time, it gets nicked up and scratched, so it’s a nice, limited project.  Sparky doesn’t like it because I can’t stop to play.  When I am sitting on the floor to get the low stuff, Sparky isn’t welcome to help.  I have to send him away.

Now that the work is done, Sparky is happy to go outside and goof around.  It’s so nice out, I’m tempted to get a beer and go back outside.

Get sun when you can.

Sparky and I look like a couple of convalescent old bastards, but we’re good.  There isn’t a cloud in the sky, so we wanted to soak up some sun before it rains again.  It’s only 40o outside, so we are bundled up.

Don’t say we’re snuggling.  Sparky is pretty homophobic. 

Sparky is happy for me.

When I went to Aldi today, I picked up a rack of baby back ribs, the fully cooked kind that is slathered in barbecue sauce. Sparky was so supportive. He knows I love ribs, so he was all smiles and encouragement as I laid them out on the cookie sheet to go under the broiler.

I waited until Sparky’s dinner time, so while I’m tucking in to my ribs, he’s eating his 4 ounces of kibble and half of a hard-boiled egg. Sparky will like that we are dining together.

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