invasion

i'm sitting in a hammock on the porch, getting a little dizzy by the gentle back and forth motion. i was not made for carnival rides. if a hammock makes me a little queasy, just imagine what the spinning tea cups would do. i'll spare you the details of that experience. it wasn't so good. anyway, the breeze feels nice; it's a pleasant 95 degrees or so in the shade. just moments ago my quiet time out on the porch was disrupted by a pack of dogs that came into the yard. sayers perked up, so i looked to see what commotion might be heading our way. ah, a pack of fierce, howling, screaming, sometimes squeaking or screeching chiuauas. four of them. they were tearing around the front yard like they owned the place. i have to say, i think they have strength in numbers, because although one chiuaua barking at you is slightly absurd, you get a whole bunch of them and it's sort of frightening. it's like the birds. i thought about trying to read one of their tags to see where they'd escaped from, but then again i wanted to keep all my fingers intact, so i let them go on their way tearing up the rest of the neighborhood with their display of terrible chiuaua ferocity.