Jack's team went to the Super Bowl....and for a few gut wrenching plays it looked like the Steelers may come back and take the title. BUT they didn't. Green Bay, according to Jack, deserved to win. They outplayed the Steelers. Jack has been a Steelers fan since we met in 1970. He is from Pennsylvania so I guess that's a given.
We woke to another beautiful sunny day. Started the day with our morning walk with Tanner and Sydney. I took some morning pictures of the island we visited yesterday.
After the walk we returned to the RV for breakfast. Jack informed me that "he" needed to do some adjustments on Tanner's hair, since we found a tick on him last night. Probably from the swim in the gator pit.
Here is a pic of Jack's home made dog grooming contraption. It works really well actually.
BUT THEN Jack reminds me of my anal gland duties that I have yet to perform. Funny, he should mention that as my Aunt Marilyn just last night asked me if I had done the "deed" yet. Jeez!!!! Anal glands - for the love of God. Anal glands on dogs make about as much sense as appendix in humans. What good are they?
When I get to Heaven, trust me, I'm asking about that one.! I really, really don't want to do this thing. Really. My stomach starts rolling and already breakfast isn't setting well. I had been praying that Jack forgot about it or perhaps like the parting of the Red Sea, a miracle would happen and those nasty little things would just fall off. Yell,.....no. So I suit up and go in for the kill. You have to picture this scene. Tanner is still on his home made grooming device and I go in as if I really know what I am doing. Jack is standing behind me, out of shot of anything that might squirt out at him, instructing me, "Up and out, Janet. Up and out." Seriously, Jack? If you know how to do it then please, by all means, step right up. That didn't happen. I continue. With gloved hands I start feeling around poor Tanner's parts. I find what I think are his anal glands. Realize quickly that the place I am trying to "Up and out" on is the place where the poor dogs manhood once was. Finally, with much prodding, I found the zone. I do as I saw them do in the video..........okay, enough said. Stomach getting a little queasy again. Tanner got his bath and I felt a huge weight lifted off of my shoulders. AND THEN, Jack remarked to me, "We probably should go ahead and do Sydney while we are at it." Wait a minute. What is he saying? Bath, cut? What? And what is this WE crap? Just as the human species are made quite differently so are dogs. I managed to successfully molest both of our dogs yesterday in places I never want to go again. If only PETA were around, well, let's just say it could get ugly. After the "dog" exploration we decided to go on a bike ride in to Opp, Alabama. You can tell that the town is really, really trying to reinvent the downtown area. They've put a lot of time and love in to the renovation and is worth a look if you are traveling through the area. Several cute little shops.
We rode past the Opp Newspaper office and I saw this sign in the window. I thought it was so cute. How many little towns still do this?
It was a glorious ride, except for the hills and the feeling of impending heart failure, the sun's warmth on our face and enjoying the beauty and "togetherness" of a small town. Ace Hardware already had their annual flowers and vegetables sitting outside for sale. How bizarre is that? I wanted to take a picture of it but I wanted more to get back to the RV and relax.
Steelers lost so that kind of ended a nice day on a sour note. But in the scheme of life what the heck does it matter to us? Have a wonderful day.
