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Checking in
I am de Jedi Master Pwincess Lucy and I sez dat my Momma will be back soon. Smooches and hugs to all!
Time for a break
I have too much going on at home right now and need to take a week or so off from here.
Explanations will follow later.
Be kind to yourselves.
Gavin and Lucy send their wagging tail greetings.
Jumping a train of thought
I’m not sure what to write about.
The last few days have been filled with more crap than usual.
Long, slow days of heated discussions and overblown emotions.
Front porch
The dahlias on the front porch are continuing to bloom. As are the rest of the flowers. Lucky for them that I have, so far, remembered to water them daily.
Tears enough to fill the oceans
Exhaustion.
Tears.
Dread.
Tears.
Frustration.
Tears.
Mourning the loss of him before he’s gone…for years.
Anger, lots of anger.
Many more tears.
Heartsick.
Lost.
Alone.
Tears never stop.
Where did the good times go?
Love is gone
All that remains is a shell, a sham.
Tears flow.
New collars in the house
It takes a special person to produce such well-made collars. I am always so impressed when I get the new ones, that I keep ordering more from her. My dogs have an extensive collar wardrobe. They are reasonably priced, washable, and last longer than any I ever bought in a store.
You can find my friend on Facebook. https://www.facebook.com/pages/Collar-My-World-Custom-Collars-and-Accessories/399914493430389
She’s never disappointed me and always stands behind her product.
You all have a good one!
She’s grounded
As a bull terrier owner I can tell you there are bruises on my body that I have no idea or remembrance of how I got them.
Why?
Because I am stepped on, run into, head butted, and jumped on regularly.
These dogs are not for the weak of heart.
They test you daily.
Lucy found out what the major sin in this house is. It is chewing up a book. One. Never. Chews. A. Book. Here. Three minutes I was out of the room. I returned to find her sitting in front of the damaged book with her tail wagging like mad.
I don’t think she’s ever been yelled at by me even once in the year she’s been here. This time she got it. She also got jail time so I could cool off.
Yes, Lucy is grounded. No free run time when Mom or Dad aren’t with her for a while.
Lucky for her she’s so cute.
Gavin’s day
I loves my snuggles wiff Mom and Dad.
I will gib my paw to anyone who habs a cookie.
I lubs to chew mah pink bowling pin. I am in touch wiff my feminine side.
I let my liddle sister pester me.
Thiz spot on mize noze is my kissy spot. Thatz what da Momma tells me it iz.
A day in the life of Lucy.
I playz hard.
Woof.
I pwotectz da Mumma, Daddy, and my big brover.
I makez sure my Daddy getz upstairz safewy.
I snugglez my Daddy.
I teazes my Brudder all da time.
I sleepz wiff my Mumma on da couch.
Night, night.
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