I drove my middle dog to the vet this morning for a surgical procedure. That will be a one-time hit on my finances, hoping it just a fatty tumor and isn't cancer because long-term expensive pet treatment when it's so hard on them isn't in the cards.

I only mention that trip this morning because I drive a back-route to get to my vet who is in a rough part of town. Literally. Tough, and rough, with a lot of homeless people who refuse to sleep in the night shelter (because of their xtian rules, and because of bed bugs.) There are lots of brushy vacant lots in that hilly part of town adjacent to large brushy street rights-of-way, and on my way out again I counted at least 10 tents with tarps over them in vacant plots of land; they are usually at the back of the space beyond a few trees and out of sight if someone isn't looking for them.

It was early so there were a lot of men (this time) out walking towards the main drag where food may be purchased. There was one pair of tents set up with a bit more equipment around, including a propane grill. That is great for cooking and I imagine propane can be purchased nearby on the main drag. These are small communities, and they are hugely impacted in places like Dallas where they go in periodically and "clean up," essentially removing any personal items along with any tents or structures, leaving these folks all that more hard up.