This fog that keeps mere mortals hunkered inside sipping hot soup while elsewhere, there are people basking in sunny backyards, cannot keep Ms Spi D. Er from knitting fantastic webs across my cactus leaves:
This fog that makes trees weep their tears of summers lost upon your clothes as you studiously mow the wet lawn cannot keep Mr and Mrs Spare Oh from hanging out on a wire for a bit of peace away from their squawking brood:
This damn fog that makes weeding a disgusting, wet, soggy nightmare cannot keep things like tiny ass peas from growing in my yard:
I mean, what the hell? Can I even eat these?
This thick, wet, white wall of visibility reducing cotton cannot keep the leaves from gathering their daily drink:
This selfish, constantly spreading, hellbent on ruining everyone's day fog cannot keep the delicate dandelion from blooming:
This "doesn't know when to leave" guest that we call fog cannot discourage the lovely daisy from opening its petals in the pathetic hope that today will be day the sun shines again:
This fog from the devil's own lair of hell cannot discourage the garden bugs from getting it on:
This MOTHER F'ing Fog that won't give anyone a glimmer of the possibility of some summer warmth cannot keep the pansy from parading it's colors:
THIS THING THAT HOLDS US IN ITS COLD, DEATHLESS GRASP OF SMOKE AND ICE CANNOT KEEP THE CACTUS PLANT FROM SUDDENLY SPROUTING SOME BIZARRE LOOKING THING:
Will this bloom? Does it need sun to do that?
and then there are some creatures who aren't bothered by the fog at all:
after all, it's easier to sneak up and kill things if you are shrouded in fog, right?
This next one is sweet: 
The formal pose with tongue under control:
Yeah I have about 40 more photos like that!
Some nice indoor shots as well:
And then a walk around the yard before dinner:
Here's what bedtime looked like:
And then they left and all was right in the world again...
And then one horrifying morning, I innocently woke up and looked outside.
This vandalism was not caused by mere Robins. I brave a closer look:
Uh, yeah, these are clawed back sections of lawn. Ruthlessly torn up blades of grass. By what?? Here's my guess:
Yeah, it's a chihuahua, but look at it!! Vicious! Now, I have never actually SEEN this chihuahua on my property. The culprit could be a dingo, or a coyote, or some unchaperoned toddler out wandering in the middle of the night: 
Oh sure, he LOOKS innocent enough, but please note how he is callously trampling the lawn!!
and then the highlight of the day: it was time to take the cat in for her "shots". This was something I had never done in my life, so it was bound to be a fun and exciting task. For both of us.
Of course, I spared the cat the indignity of photographing her desperate efforts to maintain her "outside the cage" status. It took ONLY 45 minutes to "convince" the cat to get into one of the larger dog cages. We were at the vets for 5 MINUTES total and then it was back home to release her:
For all her struggling, loud vocalization against my efforts and apparent distaste of needles being stuck into her...the cat seemed to recover from the ordeal quite quickly, and was once again being her usual exhibitionist self:
So we waited for dark to light up the rest. Here I am with a large "roman candle" sparkler...much better than those wussy ones they sell to kids nowadays:
