In Bandon, where I was living recently, there were a gaggle of geese which lived in a small pond a couple houses down, and they’d walk around and make a royal green-poo mess of things.
I was living in the Pacific NW at the time, and I stand by that sentiment.
Granted, I know that they can only work with the info they have, and it’s impossible to tell what’s going to come off the coast or up over the coastal range, but it is still dang frustrating.
I have been known to stash cookies and other things when living with folks who seem to have a negative view on my massive intake of sugar. Mind you, I share this negative view, it’s just taking a life long to wean myself.
This was inspired by a Mercury Comet two friends and I drove cross country, purches for $75 and with about $15 in the seats (as we learned when we ran out of money in Rapid City, SD)
This strip is purely me reflecting on childhood, and how when I STARTED feeling better I suddenly would want up and out of bed. Still get that, but since I’m my own adult in my life, I make myself stay in abed a bit longer.