I’ve got a cough this morning: hope it’s not the “you-know-what”!
It’s now been almost two years since Covid-19 arrived on our shores and changed just about everything in “The Greatest Nation on Earth”.
We’re certainly not out of the woods yet, as new variants of the coronavirus seem to pop up every month or so, prolonging the misery of illness, missed work, forced at-home schooling, travel restrictions, hospitalizations, and deaths of family members.
The latest count indicates that, in two years, over 68 million Americans have suffered severe enough complications from Covid-19 to be hospitalized and 852,000 souls have been lost to the virus. Charlie and I have been lucky thus far to have avoided this plague, but most of our children and grandchildren have suffered a bit.
The new variants of the coronavirus appear to be more infectious but less severe. With more and more Americans availing themselves of Covid-19 vaccines, it is possible that this biological disaster will slowly ebb so that, in a year or so, it will be just another version of the annual flu that we can be routinely vaccinated against.
Until then, we will do our part to keep ourselves and our acquaintances healthy. We still mask up when appropriate.
We’ve managed to make it to our mid-70’s; how did that happen? Here’s Charlie at a birthday dinner with her Mesquite BFF’s.
Just to change things up and to brighten our outlook, Charlie and I decided recently to change-out our living room main sofa and love seat with a “theater-type” sectional sofa. It includes automated recliner seats at either end for Charlie and me, while the dogs have three sections to lounge on. So far, no one’s complaining. We’ve also ordered an occasional chair to complete the living room and have replaced the dining room rug with a new one.
We donated the perfectly good, off-white leather sofas to a Latino cleaning lady who does our house every month: she’s pretty excited about her good fortune. Her employer, Silver State Cleaning, is a bookkeeping client of Charlie’s. Two of the owners, Armando and Jesse, came by yesterday to haul the sofas away on a trailer. They are such nice guys, have been doing business in Mesquite for decades, and have a very good reputation. We are lucky to know them.
I recently completed the itinerary and reservations for our 2022 Summer RV expedition. The rig is in So Cal right now getting some things fixed: should be ready to rock and roll by the end of the month.
Yesterday, we took all three dogs to Virgin Valley Veterinary. Baby and BonBon had their anal glands expressed (1/2 full and 100% full), while Vinnie got a thorough follow-up exam for his allergy issues. He is 17 pounds of muscle and in great shape but will probably need to take allergy medicine for the rest of his life. We also found out that he has some hereditary issues with his eyes that might lead to problems down the road. He’s fine now, though, and we will be treating his red eye lids with drops, for the time being. His previous itchy, scratchy wound sites on his neck are healing up nicely and are beginning to grow hair.
The lad is doing fine, otherwise. He has the energy of two Boston Terriers and keeps Baby and BonBon busy with tug-of-wars, wrestling, and explorations around the back yard. He’s now undergoing Obedience Training once a week, working on “Sit”, “Down”, “Wait”, “Stand”, and such. Tomorrow, the trainer and I will work with him on walking with a leash. He’s a nasty puller, like Booger was when she was the same age.
Of course, if she turns out like Booger, that would be fine with us.
The pups are recharging their batteries right now.
