In Russia it is said that chickens are milked, and cows carry eggs. (A mockery of those who believe ridiculous rumors.)

Wash Day and some images…

Got the washing machine out and washed some clothes. I guess I was being sadistic, for it was cold and my hands went numb. But I got clothes done and clean. Yes I waited until the clouds cleared and the sun came out finally…

Notice how Boza tries to keep an eye on his ball? I do not know why he does not trust me and accept the fact that I would never get his ball! Well — except when he is not looking… 😉

So I sneaked his ball away from him and we played for a half hour. It is called chase the ball and keep me from getting it. What a mean guy I am…

Now Boza is inside and sleeping! I guess I wore him out…

Have a nice day…

WtR

About the author

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...

Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...

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