Bolt strikes again

The dogs smell like skunks. Or fox. Me thinks Skunk. The weather has turned nice and Bolt did it again and King followed. King came home limping and smelly. He was exiled from the house. But, now back in. I feel sorry for the poor whiny thing. Bolt? Nothing wrong with him. They at least both slept like babies. Bolt disappeared again on Wednesday and King came home limping. Dirty and limping.

IPod sleep. When I was in Peru, I got to sleeping with my IPOD. The city noise kept me up most nights. The thin walls and loud dogs keeping watch and barking from the rooftop right across from my room. The neighborhood watch guy who walked the streets all night blowing a whistle on each block as a signal to other watchers in nearby neighborhoods as an all clear sign. So, IPOD was my friend. The honking mototaxis... I kind of liked the IPOD. Last night, I tuned in again. I find it soothing. It helps me sleep. Although, I may sue Apple because it might be ruining my hearing.
Wednesday I worked out in the evening. I was exhausted, but went anyway. Getting ready for spring. Planning a night of dinner at and Spanish with Marta and Maria. Speak Spanish only.

It's been a full week.