When holidays collide
May. 25th, 2014 04:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So not only is it Do You Know Where Your Towel Is Day? but it is also The Glorious 25th of May. Look out for the lilacs, the Vogons and madly giggling Douglas Adams and Terry Pratchett fans.
In observance of a more serious holiday, today was the Rolling Thunder commemoration of Memorial Day. What started out as a small celebration of Vietnam veterans has turned into something much larger. I approve, but the noise gets overwhelming.
Tonight's concert on the Mall is being broadcast by PBS, I think.
I'm dogsitting again this weekend for Belle. She's a sweetheart but she tried to insist it was time for a walk at 5:30 am. Oh hell no.
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Date: 2014-05-26 12:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-26 05:59 am (UTC)Seriously, when my mother was still alive, my dog got her first walk about 6 am so that I'd be home for Mum getting up. It was the main walk of the day; Mum's time sense had gone and if I was away ten minutes she thought it was an hour and more, and started worrying. After she died, I did get a little later with that early walk, to the point where it was nearer 8 in winter (when daylight was just coming in) though still 6 in summer. But since I got Bobbi it's shifted again, and I get up at 5, give or take five minutes, every day, then it's straight out for that first walk. (Because one hind leg was badly broken and has a pin in it - he still limps at times - he gets three or four walks a day, none more than half a mile, the last one at 7 pm.)