A Visit By The Fire Inspector's

Kindred,

Greetings, and please, let me ease on back into my special place here sitting in front of what is now considered a smaller screen and this 'hp' key board that still reminds me of a type writer. I would entertain having a functional type writer indeed, and I have considered I would rather have one that is not an electric type writer, I miss the ole tip-tapping like I do now. Oh, nostalgia can creep up in the brain in a moments non-notice. Kinda-sorta like flashbacks. I reckon.

Two Fire Inspector's came to visit me this morning, a pleasant and peaceful exchange. These right good fellows installed a flashing fire alarm in my room and then I was so very surprised when the gentlemen installed an alarm in every bed room. Even replaced with a new one, the one next to my safe place and this one came with a battery with a ten year life. A battery with a life span of TEN YEARS. Imagine? God Bless America! Where might I get my hands on a dozen or few of these? I think to myself and remember it was just a day or so when I needed a nine volt battery for my new alarm clock. This is one that shakes the bed, has a fluctuating beep/sound/noise that has knocked my socks off and flashes. The one I could rarely hear has been replaced and will be placed here in our third bed room. I couldn't help but chuckle when one Inspector placed an alarm a foot or so from a rather large Spider's web that I have let be. I smile because I have had guests here and quite honestly have let it be for my nephew and niece, Mortisha and Gomez. I love them, my young nephew who was once a Zombie, and my two tiny gorgeous niece's to deaf!

Folks, this morning I awoke prior to the alarm to go off, and, I forgot to turn it off. Well, when it did, my poor hound, "Ting Ting", shot out of my safe place as if she was being chased. Honey's, she has a 'Hound Cave' underneath our bed and she was so shittin' startled by this event that when running out to me, her ears appeared to have been taped to the side of her beautiful little face. My Great God, please bless, our awesome lil' hound Abigail, also known as Ting Ting. She, who taught herself to be my service pup here at home. I love my dear hound to deaf too!

Thank you to my Advocate at www.self-reliance.org!  I am humbled and am blessed. Seen?