Plant perseveres

Walking with the girls this morning when this little plant/weed stopped both the dogs and us.  Growing in a crack between the curb and the street in the middle of cement, this little guy perseveres.  Dallas, Texas heat, drops of runoff water and the occasional tire crunch seem to inspire growth.  Makes me think I really can grow taller learn to sing opera.

Or live in a gnome house: 
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Ronnie, Bonnie and LuLu

Saw Ronnie, Bonnie and LuLu tonight when Bob and I took BlackJack on his walk. They are sooooooo cute. Ronnie feels comfortable enough with BlackJack now not to pick up LuLu.

Ronnie is our human neighbor, Bonnie his dog and LuLu is Bonnie's goose. LuLu follows Bonnie anywhere. Bonnie follows Ronnie and off they go in the opposite direction for their walk. We are talking cute. I'm going to interview them for the next neighborhood newsletter. I'd like to try to make a video of them walking single file down our street and post it on the Forest Hills website.

Do we live in the coolest neighborhood with the best neighbors or what? And I include Barbaree in my neighborhood even tho I live on the wrong side of the tracks.

New Year's Resolution

I hate New Year's Resolutions, but this year decided to walk at least a mile a day in this beautiful neighborhood. Well, yesterday, I drove to Fort Worth to see Mom, then Bob and I went to see Crazy Heart, then out to eat. Well you know how that goes, then it's nearly time for the BlackJack walk (actually a sniff and mark). OK, missed the first day. Got out there today.

Nope, that's not BlackJack sitting in Jim and Virginia's front yard. This puppy dog is June who is a smaller clone of BlackJack. She's sitting out there all by herself. I was afraid to step foot in the yard, she might be protecting it from predators and eat me. Her fur is shining and healthy in the sunlight.

We can't walk this block with BlackJack. Virginia's next door neighbor had like a dozen black cats at one time. One night we passed Virginia's house and were not paying attention. BlackJack stopped and wouldn't move. In the middle of the street another house down were all the cats in the street - watching us. Freaked out Bob and me, too. BlackJack will not go past the stop sign into that block anymore. Virginia and Cynthia assured me all have been adopted or fixed, so it's OK for BlackJack. Maybe they can convince him, we can't.

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