Well now, that's interesting.

I got home from a dinner engagement last night and discovered that my swamp cooler decided to go all "Water Park" on me.

I twisted this knob and turned that knob.  Nothing I tried would remedy the situation. 
I jumped on the phone and called Jake, "Houston, we have a problem."
I just needed to turn this other knobby, that doesn't look like a knobby, and it shut it down.  It was a leak in the hose that feeds the water to the swamp cooler.

The forsythia and the dog LOVED it.
Momma, not so much.

I tried to take a picture of the rupture but it didn't turn out.

So I took a picture of my wet legs instead.

Jaker will get me taken care of this Saturday.  We just need some new hose - I use plastic not copper so the expense is not that great.  It 'should' be an easy fix.  She said giggling nervously, hoping she hadn't cursed anything.

Enough of cats...what about dogs?

I found these on Humor Train.

 

What's in my mouth?

Nuth'un.

 

and

This little fellow is just plain happy.

 

As the weather warms here in Utah,

 it is time to do a few things to make the yard presentable.

(Also known as keeping the HOA off my back ;)

 

Last year the kids were in charge of the yard. 

They like all things black and the chips they chose were ... black.

 

I prefer the natural looking bark.

Jaker helped me get it spread out.

 

 

Back under my forsythia, it has become a secret garden.

You can see Tiger Baby hanging out in the cool shade.

 

He didn't appreciate the intrusion into his sanctuary

and decided to hang out on the porch instead.

Where I promptly stuck the camera in his face and intruded anyway.

 

My kibble - My rules!!