Roses are red, violets are blue, clicking the pics, is what you should do.
One of the very few remaining flowers in my daughter's garden.
I got a flu shot yesterday since October is officially the start of the flu season. I always try to take it in October or late September because it takes about two weeks to take full effect. I've been doing that for many years, but I got a surprise yesterday when I found out there are basically two kinds of flu shots. There's a flu shot for people under the age of 65, and a flu shot for old geezers like me.
I never knew that before because there was no need to, but this time the need arose because the old geezer vaccine was nowhere to be found at all the places I tried. Come to find out a lot of us geezers, and geezeretts decided, out of fear, or common sense, to get a flu shot this year, and places where I went were out of the old folks flu shot and had no idea when or if they would get more.
Now I don't know if that's a problem in any place other than my neighborhood. Still, it made me think about the shortages of things during the initial Bat flu panic, so I decided to go ahead and get the regular flu shot that doesn't have as many antigens in it as the geezer shot does. But, I figured something is better than nothing, and since most folks are wearing masks and social distancing. And I'm going to be pretty much self-isolated when I leave Denver after Thanksgiving and start boondocking. My chances of contracting the flu are remote, so hopefully, I'll be okay.
And speaking of self-isolating, I have decided that until they get the Bat flu a little more under control. And get the double whammy of the Bat flu and regular flu figured out, I'm going to try to live more like I did when the Bat flu first hit and limit the amount of time I'm around large amounts of people indoors. Of course, that's not a hardship for me since I live that way most of the time anyway.
My family is babysitting someone's dog for a week.
I don't know what kind of dog it is but it might be a labradoodle, or a sheepdog, half Sheep half dog. He seems to be a friendly dog [or sheep] but he barks [or bleats] too much as far as I'm concerned.
My granddaughter was playing and in a weird pose when I snapped this picture, so I just went ahead and made it a weird picture.