Katrina dogs have arrived in the LA area and they all look to be very large dogs. A woman who called me about working over Thanksgiving tells me that the small ones either didn't make it through the hurricane or got out with the wealthy evacuees. And she tells me of a horror story that was probably thousand fold about the armed forces turning people away from being evacuated with their dogs in their arms. Basically - 'it's you or you both stay behind'.
Yesterday and today were 95 - 100 degrees and Santa Ana windy. I left the house at 7:30 and returned at 5:30 and that was only because one of my clients came home early. I could not do this in Arizona or Vegas or Bakersfield. Oddly enough I have to come home and take a hot bath. Between clients, driving from one to the other I could see the fires - Topanga fires in the morning from Mulholland; the Burbank fires in the afternoon from everywhere else. Jeopardy was preempted by fire news. Looks really bad. Jeopardy.
This heat and wind also seemed to bring out the feisty and unruly behavior in the dogs. Yesterday I watched a squirrel die after one my dogs got to it and hurled it. I won't tell the clients I'm working for in the next week that request me to feed the squirrels in the empty lot across from them.
The last few days being on the road back and forth across town, brought several bumper stickers into view.
My favorite:
"WHEN CLINTON LIED
NO ONE DIED"
2nd favorite:
"GET OFF THE PHONE AND DRIVE"
Not even on the favorites list:
"IF IT AIN'T HIP HOP
IT SUCKS"