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Dear Readers,
Dis winter weather is too much. I do not like it one bit. When are we going to hit dat lottery dat Momma says will give us a nice warm beach house? (Deep sigh)
Momma says at least I has been a good girl and pooped outside the last two times. But I’ll tell you what, it is so cold and windy I might not go out later. If I do, I might just pee on the top step or inside at the door.
Phooey on 18 degrees and forty-five MPH winds.
Can you all tell Old Man Winter to pack his bags and leave?
Dis be Lucy signing off.
Dear Readers,
My sister is such a wuss. I go out in the snow without a hoodie and hat.
You all take care and stay warm.
Gavin.
Laughing at Lucy.
Oh, this poor girl truly hates snow and cold. She is a creature after my heart. We heartily agree that the cold and snow can go away.
She protests every trip outside and is quick to dash back in. Then she insists on a warming period on the couch all wrapped up in her fuzzy blanket. Tonight she is sporting her grey one since the gold blanket is in the dryer at the moment.
She is so different from Gavin who doesn’t mind the snow in the least and hates to be covered up.
What a pair. We love them and they always manage to make us laugh.
I hear it’s normal to want to run away…
It breaks my heart when The Curmudgeon has a bad day as he did yesterday. I also get angry. Angry at his Multiple Sclerosis and angry at him.
The disease for taking a strong man and destroying all that he once was.
Him for giving up and not fighting back. For sitting in his damned chair every day and letting the freaking disease beat him.
I wish we had a light at the end of the tunnel but we know there isn’t an end to this tunnel. Thus no light ahead of us.
Secondary progressive MS is not like cancer where you can cut away at it, radiate it, bombard it with chemo-therapy, and have some hope of regaining your life.
Yes, we have more days of hopelessness than hope.
Winter makes it ten times more depressing to be him and to be the person who loves him watching him fade away.
Somewhere there’s a beach house with my name on it. Heck, I’d take a beach shack these days.
Too too cold!
Dear Readers,
I would not go out last night for my last out without my hoodie and hat. It was too cold! I could’ve frost bited my ears, tail, and feeties!
I plunked my butt down in the kitchen and barked at Mommy when she tried to get me to go out nekkid. I would not let her take me to the back porch without my hoodie and hat.
I should have some warm booties. Momma and Daddy have warm booties. It’s not fair.
I protest this mistreatment of my princess self. I should not have to go pee and poop out in the cold, with that white stuff.
Sincerely,
Lucy, Princess extraordinaire.
Dear Readers,
My sister is an idiot. Yes, it was windy and cold but I went out without a coat and my hat.
Sincerely,
Gavin
This hat is ridiculous.
When is it going to stop?
Momma looked out the window and she says it is snowing again. NOOOOOO! This cannot be!
It is no fair! I say it should warm up and the sunshine be tickling my behind as I roll in the grass. Stupid white stuff falling from sky is not nice.
I told Momma she has to get me some boots like hers so I can walk in the white stuff without my feeties getting frozen. My name is not Elsa it is Lucy!
Stupid white stuffs. This be Lucy signing off!
*Wink* My sister is an idiot.
Signed,
Gavin
Attack of the killer dust bunnies!
I thought I’d attempt to clean my desk. It’s been a while and the dust bunnies running races across the surface and diving under the computer monitor were my first clue that it was time.
Any cleaning done around here is attempted cleaning. Why? Well, I have two dogs and a husband that all think I am their slave. I am subject to their demands from the time I get up until they all are down for the night.
And you people wonder why I am up until the wee hours of the morning and sleep in so late. Ha!
As it was, I spent most of the time clearing and cleaning off my desk while dodging around Lucy who felt she had to be the center of it all.
Three times she took of with my Swiffer duster. She felt real smart having invented a new game of chase me!
Tomorrow, after everyone is off to bed, I will attempt to clean the book cases.
You all have a good one. Lucy sure is.
More cold and snow
I beg you please wish for the Momma to win the lottery. I do not like dis weather. She sez if we winz, we go lives on a warm beach.
Daddy took a little tumble on the porch this morning and I couldn’t wait for him and I didn’t want to go out in the cold and white stuff so I peed in front of the door before he could open it. Daddy sez I am a bad girl. I don’t like the white cold stuff, I’m not bad. You believes me don’t you?
*Whispers* I heard Momma tell Daddy that she was going to replace the rug runners there in the spring anyway.
Lubs you all!
Lucy
My sister is an idiot. She should just chew on these toys and go out when she’s supposed to.
*Gavin*
I will hold it til I ‘splode.
Are you kidding me? I not going out there.
Wait! You forgot my hat!
Is you sure about this?
Two steps into the yard. Momma, I need boots!
Monday
No! Da Momma sez more snow coming!
This cannot be true! Two more days of snow coming and making it deep. I don’t even like it deep enough to cover my toes!
I am going to hibernate until Spring.
*Spot the Bully expert level.*
The princess wouldn’t pee.
I told the Momma that I do not like that white stuff and she needs to take care of that.
When they took me outside without my hoodie and hat I balked and would not pee. The next time I had to go out I went to where they put my hoodie and hat and barked to have them put on me. They did. I still did not want to go into the white stuff so I peed on the sidewalk and ran back in.
The Momma said I am going to have to go out into the snow sooner or later. I don’t know what she means by that but I say I do not have to go into the cold white stuff no matter what she calls it.
I think I’ll stay right here.
Signed,
Lucy.
My sister is an idiot.
Signed,
Gavin
Hot dog…No, I really mean the dog is hot.
The two crate cushions I ordered arrived today. I put one in Gavin’s crate right away.
We soon discovered that Gavin prefers his crate without a cushion. He wants his fuzzy blankets that he can shove into a corner and lie on the bare crate bottom. He gets too warm otherwise.
This means Lucy has two crate cushions we can rotate them or save one until she destroys the other.
Knowing her, we probably should save one.
I dis da face ob sombuddy who ‘splodes soft beds?
You betcha!
More snow? Dang it!
I am happy to report that most of the snow we had melted off yesterday.
Unfortunately, later on, we have more snow predicted to arrive here. Yes, those are tears falling.
I have to laugh, while the snow fell, Lucy wouldn’t go out without her hoodie and hat on, what a spoiled little princess!
Gavin doesn’t care, he’ll go out in any weather.
You all have a good one. I’ll be snuggled on the couch with the pups.
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