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In memory of a very dear friend…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Our dear friend Chuck died. The shock of the news hasn’t worn off yet and both The Curmudgeon and I feel numb.
We met Chuck way back in the early years of our marriage, about thirty-five years ago. He was a good friend to us all these years. I even worked for him for a time. When he finally found Gail and married her, we were there. When his father died, we were there. When his mother died, we were there. Although, during the last few years, we seldom got up to his place to see him, it never meant that we didn’t think of him often. It’s just that driving for more than a very short distance is often too much for The Curmudgeon.
I’m so glad we talked to him the other day.
Chuck, I am telling you now, we are with you again. We are missing you and hoping your passing was painless. No services for you, an idea I agree with, for I feel the same way about the whole business when I pass. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t lift a glass in remembrance of you and all the drinking we all did when we were young. *I raise my glass.* Goodbye dear, dear, friend. Go with love, go with peace, go with all the dogs and save us some good seats.
You all have a good one.
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Tags: Author, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Family, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Thanks, Annie. I needed a little retail therapy.
Posted by doggonedmysteries
My cardiologist appointment yesterday went very well and I can stop another medication now. I don’t go back to see him for another six months.
Afterwards, I had entirely too much fun. Annie and I went out for the day. We drove about looking at Halloween decorations on houses, then we went to several stores. Bad that Halloween stuff is on sale everywhere. Good that Halloween stuff is on sale everywhere.
Yes, I bought a lot of stuff. I finally bought a huge cauldron, I’d eyed those up for years. I found a light up scary pumpkin that I may turn into a great large prop later. 12 Ft. of fake chain managed to follow me home. A bouquet of black roses, 6 goth hair clips to keep my hair out of my eyes, two bags of mini bones for use with the Voodoo dolls next year, a black leather spike and skull wrist band, spooky skull earrings, a skull and fang bracelet, 3 Sparky T-shirts (one for The Curmudgeon), and a pair of PJs that have bull terriers and other dogs on them. Whew!
Then we stopped for a an appetizer, water, and a drink. We won’t go into that. Suffice it to say, I had them take my drink off the bill, it was that bad. Okay, we weren’t spending a fortune on food but we still deserved service as well as any other customer. Our food, a simple appetizer, took forever and our drinks took even longer to get to the table.
A little window shopping after that and we were ready to head home.
You all have a good one. I certainly did!
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Caregiver, Disability, Family, Halloween, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Quit coddling the kids and give them consequences for bad actions!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I am tired of spoiled brats, bullying, and spiteful kids. I’m sick and tired of parents who think their kids are perfect and they can do no wrong. Sorry, I’ve watched your kids do horrible things and you were not anywhere in sight.
As a child, my bedroom didn’t have a TV, computer, and a phone. I didn’t even have my own room, I shared a room with two sisters. I didn’t have my own room until I was in the ninth grade. The only entertainment in there was a bookcase full of books. Still, being sent to our room was not the worst punishment. I don’t see being sent to the child of today’s room as a punishment at all unless all electronics are removed first.
We had a curfew too, “be within sight of the house when the street lights go on.” Dad checked too. If we weren’t right outside the house, all hell broke loose. School nights, we were inside by eight and in bed by nine. This was rough on a night owl like me.
If we broke the rules we got punished. Grounded, spanked, sent to our rooms, sent to our rooms with no dinner, required to pay reparations for any damages from our own pockets or by some form of physical labor–these were the common punishments. What did these punishments do for us? They taught us consequences for our actions. The worse our actions, the worse the punishment.
Looking at many kids today and how they act in public gives us a huge clue that ‘time outs’ and ‘using our words’ doesn’t work.
Being told to ‘go cut a switch’ by our Grandfather or Grandmother was the worst punishment we could think of on any day. It wasn’t so much the two or three swats we got from the switch, it was the process of having to cut one that hurt more. It especially worked well when you had a grandfather like ours who made you go back several times to get a ‘good one’ before the swats. And they were swats not beatings. Some psychological stress and a little sting on our butts brought us into line quickly.
It didn’t teach us to be physically violent with others. In fact, if we were physically violent with pets or people, that came under the list of the worst things we could do, thus the punishment was the harshest.
I think if you heard “oh, boy you’re gonna get it now” in your head when you only thought of doing something wrong, they were doing something right.
You all have a good one!
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Family, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Oops, that shot that plan
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Some days, when someone you love has Multiple Sclerosis, plans change quickly. I seldom make plans to go anywhere too far from home in case he needs me in a hurry. I did manage to slip away to the Silverwood dog show for one day last week. It was unfortunate that our time was very limited there.
Yesterday was one of those make no plans because they are screwed days. The Curmudgeon had a doctor appointment. Early last week he told me about it and said he’d drive himself. Therefore, I sort of planned to take Patty for a walk in the park, because it was sunny, because I needed to get out of the house, and because I wanted to try out her new collar. About a half an hour before I planned to go, The Curmudgeon told me he needed me to drive him.
Sorry Patty, we’ll go to plan B and walk tomorrow. You all have a good one!
Posted in MS related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Another dog post
Posted by doggonedmysteries
It is with great trepidation that I watch Miss Patty sleep on the couch tonight. Why? Well, she’s been wetting her bed of late. Thank goodness the new crate pads I bought are very absorbent. We think that, like a small child, she’s sleeping so deeply she has accidents.
I’m only keeping her out of her crate so long so that I can take her outside later and then we’ll see if her crate stays dry tonight.
Gavin is snoring in his crate so he hasn’t noticed that she’s not in hers. If he did he’d be screaming.
What a silly home we have.
You all have a good one.
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Doggoned, Dogs, Family, Multiple Sclerosis, Rescue Dogs, Writer
What a fun day!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Gavin and Patty enjoying some of the swag I brought home.
I had a great time at the Silverwood. Wish we could’ve done all four days of it, but am happy to have had one lovely day. I ran into some people I knew from way back when I was showing Malcolm. (Iffinest Hero’s Welcome) I enjoyed seeing my mentor–Malcolm’s other Mommy–Maggie, it was fantastic to see you!
I got a hug from David Merriam, he was always a fabulous judge and wonderful to show under. He treated those of us who were humble owner/handlers with respect and kindness. He hasn’t changed a bit.
To all you others–you know who you are–I’ll go blind trying to list you all. Thank you for adding to a good day.
You all have a good one!
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, dog shows, Doggoned, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
If you are at Silverwood, say hi!
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I should’ve made tonight picture night, then I wouldn’t be sitting here frantically typing whatever comes into my head, so I can go to bed early, so I can get up early to go to the Silverwood Dog Show. There are times that I do enjoy a good run-on sentence.
I am looking forward to meeting some FB friends at the show. I do hope you all remember to stop me and tell me who you are. 😀 Just keep your eyes open for:
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You all have a good one!
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Dog humor, Doggoned, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
A picture night
Oct 11
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Posted in Dog related.
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Family, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Rescue Dogs, Writer
It’s been a long time
Posted by doggonedmysteries
I am looking forward to going to a dog show on Friday. It’s a specialty show for Bull Terriers. The biggest one in the country. This one moves every year and when it’s this close to home, I can’t resist going.
A dear friend of mine is driving us down. I’m glad she is because she knows how to get there better than I do. I’m looking forward to seeing some old dog show friends and meeting some new ones.
Silverwood here we come!
You all have a good one!
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Dogs, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Brrrr, it’s chilly.
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Wow, finally had to turn the heat on. It got danged cold and damp in here. Turned out to be a perfect night to make chicken fried steak, red-eye gravy, mashed potatoes, and beans for dinner. The Curmudgeon was a very happy camper.
The dogs are loving the cool weather. Gavin is a total idiot these days, he’s hucklebutting all the time. Patty , well she’s her normal reserved and quiet self. I really love it when she gets silly, forgets herself, and hucklebutts. That’s when you see her fun side that she tries to hide.
The cooler weather also helps The Curmudgeon feel somewhat better. I’m hoping it means we’ll have more good days now for a while.
As for me, well I’m not very fond of cold weather and that’s what will soon follow this so I’m not thrilled.
You all have a good one and stay warm enough.
Posted in Weather related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Family, Food, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
When the bad days outnumber the good … get the most out of the good days
Posted by doggonedmysteries
As The Curmudgeon is beginning to have more bad days than good, we work hard to make his good days more fun. I have less free time since on his bad days I have to be on my toes and ready for anything.
It saddens both of us that we can no longer do the things we used to enjoy doing together. I miss going fishing. It’s not the same without him along. He doesn’t walk well so walking along an uneven river bank is no longer possible.
We no longer go to dog shows, something we always enjoyed.
This time of year he used to enjoy helping to create a wild look and sound for our porch for trick or treat night. Now it’s just G and I working on it.
I hate to see the pain in his eyes as another thing he loves to do is crossed off his can do list.
If wishes were horses than beggars would ride. If my wishes were anything, it’d be a cure for MS.
You all have a good one.
Posted in MS related
Tags: Author, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Family, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Hoodie weather has arrived
Posted by doggonedmysteries
The weather turned chilly last night. With temperatures dropping down to 41 degrees I finally got a chance to wear my new hoodie when I took the dogs out for their last out of the night.
I can now tell how worn out my old one was. The new one is so much warmer! Plus I do love this picture on mine…
The Curmudgeon will be pleased in the morning when he takes the pups out while wearing his new hoodie. He’s usually cold even when I think it’s warm.
You all have a good one!
Posted in Weather related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Disability, Doggoned, Home, Multiple Sclerosis, weather, Writer







