So I found this cool-looking fake collector's doll image of our dear paranoid nosey-body heroine Gladys that comes complete with little accessories like "syrup" and pills to calm her nerves and a phone to call the police. It's a tough job watching out for the hood, but somebody's gotta do it; the neighbors be up to shenanigans.
I was sitting here on this slightly fall-ish weather morning and, being cooler, having the usual omnipresent white noise of the fans absent, I could clearly hear the doggies next door yipping up a storm. Turned on the cam to check it out and noticed the dynamic duo, NoMay (a portmanteau of NoFu and May-May) walking back from the carport having likely just returned from somewhere, which explains the pups barking since they put them out on the screened-in and they get skittish being alone. Normally, I wouldn't hear them since the fans, as I've said, are usually blocking them out, but I think they usually are pretty quiet except lately we've had, like we do right now, these excavators humming their low-res rumble across Bayview digging up the water mains over there, likely making the doggos nervous.
So while I had the spy cam app up, I figured I'd snap a few shots off. Here you go...
I don't know why these guys fascinate me so much. I guess 'cause to me they seem so much like an unlikely couple, if that's what they are. I really haven't figured them out since NoFu does still, I guess, live with Broom Hilda and they're all friendly with one another. They are of the "free love" 1960s flower power generation, I guess, being in their 70s, they would have been in their teens in the 60s so who knows? Far Out, Man!
As far as the anniversary: Yes, it's been precisely one year since this post when I noticed Lady May-May brought two puppies home and thought "Oh, Yippie!"
