Today, after work, I went right to pruning one of my trees in the backyard. A neighbor had informed me of some caterpillar webs on some of the branches, and that those buggers can kill a tree. He let me borrow his long pruning stick thing, and it was hella-fun to use.
My [caddy-corner] neighbor's dog had immediately started barking and continued barking for an hour-and-a-half (seriously?!). I had my camera and took a picture of that bitch and the horror that is their backyard.
That hellion dog is the same dog that barked all Friday night. The chatter amongst the disgruntled neighbors is Desperate Housewives-ish (yeah, desperate to get them white trash kicked out of our community); and I'm so giddy! (*tee hee, giggles*)
Anyways, finished up pruning the tree for the most part (didn't see anymore webs up):
I ran with music (Netcot podcast, Star Tours and Parades) and goo. I took the short way out of the subdivision so I wouldn't have to run by the offender's house. The skies looked dark and suspicious (a mix of royal purple and bug-light yellow), and my right knee quickly started to ache, so I ran very slowly -- no worries because I had made the conscious decision not to time tonight's effort.
I ran from the house to the far end of Lake Andrew (straight shot); and kept the return-path the same because it'd be easier to gmap. Plus it was the shorted way home... even though it didn't rain, I was still scared of getting hit by lightning.
By the end of it, my legs and knees felt much better. I took a shower, ate leftovers then made a lot of fried food, and that was pretty much the night. It's only Monday.
Sweaty Ceddy pics: