Hiker And The Bubbles

Actually slept pretty good last night. I went to bed at 10:00 pm right after “Dallas” and fell to sleep almost immediately. I only got up once or twice to go to the bathroom. Hiker got me up around 6:30 am to feed her and let her go potty, went back to bed and got up again at 7:30 am. I had to get over to Wal-Mart and pick up some things and put gasoline in the Corolla. Came home and had breakfast and then took Hiker for a short walk around the community. It was already getting warm so we didn't walk our normal walk. I ran into my friend John Garcia when I stopped to get my Lottery Tickets and he suggested I put a “FREE” sign on my old sofa because he said a lot of the guys who work her in our community will take stuff like that so I put a sign on it when I got home. If no one takes it by Friday afternoon, I will call Waste Management for them to pick it up next Wednesday. While I was at Wal-Mart I saw one of the widowers from my grief group (Jim). I said hi to him but he either didn't recognize me or he just didn't know what to say because he seemed very quiet, but then he doesn't really talk a lot when he comes to group. I bought a small bottle of “bubbles” for Hiker. Some friends had suggested it so I wanted to see what she would do. At first it scared her but then she started chasing them all over the room. It was funny. Called Jean to see if she wants to walk the dogs again tomorrow morning. Got her voicemail so left a message.