Not nearly enough to make up the $1000 homeowners deductible means it's not worth submitting a claim. (We used to have a $500 deductible, but they upped it after the LAST burglary, the one that helped me forget my passport.)
So of course last night around midnight when Bo suddenly barked, we were both bolt upright in bed, hearts pounding. It was probably the ginger cat (the one I call Orange Julius) who hangs out in the yard -- Bo always knows when that cat is out there and barks at it. Julius is unimpressed.
Then there are the mail robberies we've had, and the things that have just walked off the driveway or porch, like the belt sander, the paint sprayer, the little antique rocking chair, and who knows what all else. It's not like we have great stuff, but it's OUR stuff, dammit, and it can't be worth that much to anyone else. The circular saw was a good twenty years old. *grumble*
At least they didn't make off with the lawnmower (oh, yeah, we've had those walk off, too) or the trimmer (ditto). I think they wanted to take the Weber grill, because it was rolled several feet down the porch, but fortunately, they left that.
Dog & Cat Lurve:
They were being so damned cute:
But seriously, these are about the only pictures I've taken in awhile, because it's too damned hot to DO anything in Phoenix except sit on the couch and watch the animals:
I have done very little of any value the last few days, either; although we HAD just cleaned out the back shed and thrown out a lot of junk (hence the reason the girl's bike had come out and joined its mate on the back porch -- why they only took the girl's bike, the one covered in dust and cobwebs, is beyond me). Did get the new clothesline strung up and some laundry done, as well as a few of the things inside (although not much). And we DID go out for delicious sushi on Saturday night.
But I haven't gotten any more writing done, nor have I updated my writing blog (boo).
The All-Star Game is going on downtown and I can't go. *sob*
We got a tiny bit of actual, real rain on Monday night. Bo is not usually afraid of storms (not like Sam was), but he did get a bit anxious and had to come sleep on the bed with us.
We actually didn't do too badly; no wind damage, at least. It was an extremely eerie storm, how quiet it was. I should have taken a picture of the CARS...
(It was starting to rain a little when I took this picture, too.)
Not sure what's in this building, but I like the fountain. Maybe when it cools down I'll work on my desire to wander around Phoenix and take shots of the surprisingly huge number of fountains here.
Now I ought to get some work done. Besides, Norton wants me to restart the computer.