Daily Notes- May 4th

Another good night with the dog.  Two in a row.  Two Melatonin.  He is alert and is having running dreams while asleep--like the old puppy days.  When he ran marathons in his sleep.

G found a pheromone gel that we can apply to Riley's nose to calm the panic attacks within seconds of their starting up.  That has been the key to our helping Riley regain his Life and the Joy he takes in chasing birds.  And squirrels. And a good solid hours long nap.

We are back from the daily walk in the woods.  I asked if we could go on a longer walk--Riley and I enjoy that--but it turned out to be hard for G.  So, today 1.5 miles and I guess we'll go back to just the one mile tomorrow.  If there was a rock for him to rest on--Riley and I would go alone.

We tried Wild Wings restaurant for lunch yesterday-in the rain.  Sports Bar.  Twelve thousand big screen TV's, noise, and bad food.  Well, not bad--just not good enough for a second visit.  Their blue cheese dip for the celery and carrots was.......not good.  Awful, in fact.

We are delivering the rooted pussy willow cuttings to our daughter's house--she can't come get them for some reason and will probably go get an early ice cream or something.  It's a little past 1pm. Nothing good to watch one PBS (public station) --like no cooking shows that aren't repeats.  I am going to cash in some reward points and get an Amazon gift card and buy Amazon Prime Video.  then I can watch all sorts of PBS programs they have bought up, movies etc.  Next winter I may buy HBO for a month and watch Game of Thrones.  Deb says it's soapy but entertaining.

But now that it's May and we have put away the snow boots and heavy coats--- we don't watch much tv and I have tons of stuff recorded on the TiVo.  And I have Netflix for awhile more--they seem to have lost appeal.  Tons of programing but 90% junk I would never watch.  I have a list of things I want to watch but need to find it.

The one inch squares doll quilt proved to be impossible to needle.  So no hand quilting.  I am doing a very improvisational quilting on the sewing machine--crossing lines-irregular spacing and thread colors.  I'll just get it done and bind it and throw it into a bin in the Magic Attic.  Perhaps it will age well?