There is a fungus among us

Hi folks: Cash here, after another day at the beach.

Yesterday morning I  just knew Roxy was coming. I could feel it in my bones. I got up early and woke Bones in anticipation of picking her up. Sure enough we met her at Santa Clause where we took our morning walk with Jesse. Later Bones, Roxy, and I went to Summerland beach and walked a long distance, chasing the ball, birds, each other, and an assortment of different dogs.

We met a lady that saves border collies and other mixed breeds. She had a slew of them with her. It was pretty funny watching 6 herd dogs trying to herd us, while we tried to herd them. One poor fellow had a broken front leg that never healed correctly, yet another had a broken back leg that just drug along the ground. Both these guys were troopers and chased and herded right along with the rest of them.

By the way I am working in another program I do not quite understand so if this post looks a little strange you will know why.

Remember the fat naked guy? As it turns out I am not the only one that did not want to see him in the buff. Late in the day a souped up 4x4 golf cart came speeding down the beach. Bones thought it was the dog police, he scurried after us did a face plant in the sand and leashed us just in time. The joke was on him , the cart contained 2 people police on their way up the beach to make the nude guy put his clothes back on.

I have some scary news my fungus is coming back. My nose is running and I have the sniffles again. Tuesday I go to the hospital to have another treatment. Bones is up to his ears in dept. Luckily he owes the money to his son and Megan and Megan’s mom so he is pretty sure they will not break his legs if he short on his vig. I guess everyone must love me to help out like they are.

 I am a lucky pooch to have found these people. I used the “Secret” to find my new situation. It is a specially designed format for dogs.

Bones was hoping the fungus in my head would turn out to be portabello mushrooms and we would all be rich and full. That is not the case however. I hope this time through cures me,I want to live a long time and write about all the wonderful people, places, and animals I know and will get to know. I have a lot of love to share and I know Bones finds deep meaning in sharing in my adventures. He is a simple man.

The ride over the pass each day is very beautiful. There is a lake, mountains, and green hills. Bones is going to take some photos to share with you fine people.   

Cherish your friends and loved ones. Stuff is just stuff ,love is what makes it all worthwhile. 

Hugs from the hill Cash Bellinger