Poor baby.

Broken Dew Claw.

Four weeks restricted activity.  Plastic baggie to go outdoors.  But, she's only got a tiny chip broken off the carpal area.

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Hot, wet summer equals...

...an unusual abundance of apples;

Apples hanging in clusters like grapes.

The whole tree is just full.

They look wonderful, but unfortunately they are inedible.

We don't use any commercial pesticides, because of our pets.

They look like little gems hanging there. 

Both trees are covered from top to bottom.

We can't allow people to pick them, because of the liability in case of injury.  We do allow our neighbors to collect the ones from the ground.  They feed them to horses, or use them to establish hunting areas for deer.  We can only hope that they all fall soon, because there is a time limit involved.  Hunters are not allowed to create such lures during the hunting season.  Only the state can do that, for purposes of thinning the herds.

Kind of an ugly reality, but really necessary up here.  Best to hunt them.  Have you ever seen or heard a starving deer?  Ask anyone who lives in the country up here; they have, and it's pitiful.

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Always remember.

I don't like "never forget"  because that would infer "never forgive."  If we are a big enough nation to forgive and rebuild Japan after Pearl Harbor, then perhaps we can look forward to making new allies of old enemies.

We are spending today away from the News Media and with our family.

Speaking of family, my BlogSister Digital Karen stepped in immediatedly to undo the damage done by the "updated Blogger interface."  A new look and a new feel.  And there will be a new blogroll, too.

It's just beautiful!  Take a bow, Karen.  Thank you again!

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Happy Birthday, Freddie!

By now, I have forgiven you for dying so young.  You are alive every time I play your songs.  Nevertheless, I'm still holding a grudge against you for not sharing your condition.  So much could have been done;  you might still be among us.

At least we have your music and we have your videos.  Thanks, Freddie.

Still your loving fan,

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And now on a lighter note:

I call this picture:  Don't make me choose!

And apropos of being a Grandma.

Back to normal

Pat's Pond was briefly hijacked by a URL-selling company.   Fortunately, these attacks have been reported to BlogSpot.  Another blogger simply looked for the additional garbage among the HTML in the template.

I searched for those idiots by their url, and sure enough, there it was nestled comfortably in my code.

Ripped it out by the roots.

Jerks.  Everyone be warned.  The correction is simple and can be done right in Blogger.

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