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Mother’s day
Posted by doggonedmysteries
My beautiful Mother. She’s gone five years now. Mom, I love you, I miss you and I wish you were here.
My father took this picture of her in the Philippines sometime in the early 50’s.
Five years…it doesn’t seem that long.
My phone number hasn’t changed in 38 years…and yet…
Well, those of you who know…
Know that my Mom and Dad are spinning in their graves.
Breaking in a new vet
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Breaking in a new veterinarian isn’t something one does every day. Our vet of over 20 years suddenly retired due to ill-health, we weren’t warned ahead of time so were a bit in shock when we tried to make an appointment for Patty with him and got the surprising news that he was no longer there.
The clinic has two new vets that we’ve never met so we had to make a quick choice. We chose the one our vet had mentored and who has two terriers, a Westie and a Cairn. Patty’s appointment was with her yesterday. We went with a great deal of concern, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a new vet.
We shouldn’t have worried. Patty liked her. Patty kept giving her kisses. That’s a huge plus. She checked Patty’s arm pit lump and decided that it was most likely a fatty tumor and we should just monitor it. If it grows larger in size, we’ll have her remove it.
Next we get to see what Gavin thinks of having a new vet. Since he does love women it might be easier on him. Knowing him, that should be a very interesting appointment. We did warn her about him and his quirks.
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bones, Doggoned, Dogs, Life, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Rescue Dogs, Writer
The PW Conference nears
Posted by doggonedmysteries
As this week dwindles and next week grows nearer, my excitement mounts. I can’t wait to get to Lancaster for the Pennwriters conference!
I can’t wait, I can’t wait, I can’t wait. I’m worse than a kid on Christmas eve now.
If you are a writer and you want to try a conference, I say come to PW’s! Check out our site at http://www.pennwriters.org All the information about the conference is there for you to read at your leisure.
Posted in Pennwriters conference
Tags: Author, books, Doggoned, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Novel writing, Pennwriters conference, Writer, Writing
The iris and columbine are beginning to bloom
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Yes, the garden needs a good weeding. No, I haven’t had the energy to do it.
These iris are along the driveway.
This lovely blue one is in the side garden by the sweet gum tree.
The first of the columbine plants to bloom. I may have lost one this winter…
I never get a whole banana…ever.
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Daddy said you had nanners over here…Want some.
Want some too!
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Bull Terriers, Dog humor, Doggoned, Dogs, Love, Multiple Sclerosis, Rescue Dogs, Writer
Yard work…
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The Curmudgeon wearing his ice filled vest to keep him cool while he mows. It helps a lot!
Posted in my garden
Tags: Author, Bones, digital photography, Doggoned, Gardening, Gardens, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
Don’t tell anyone but Patty likes to have her teeth brushed
Posted by doggonedmysteries
After the last vet dental bill on Gavin, and the availability of a new doggie toothpaste at the vet’s office, Gavin and Patty get their teeth brushed every night. It’s funny to watch them.
Patty is first. She ducks her head down as low as possible, making me have to bend and reach, but if you look at the other end, her tail is wagging like crazy. Once I get her jaw in my hand, lift her lips, and start brushing her tail wags even faster. However, that’s not how I know she likes it.
Gavin is next. He ducks. I catch. I brush. Done. Except that every single time Patty comes over and tries to get a lick in on his teeth.
Hehehe! She likes the beef flavored doggie toothpaste.
You all have a good one!
Posted in Dog related
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Disability, Doggoned, Dogs, Multiple Sclerosis, Rescue Dogs, Tooth brushing, Writer
I hate grocery shopping more and more
Posted by doggonedmysteries
The store wasn’t crowded so that wasn’t it. The clerk at the check out was neither surly nor slow, she was quite pleasant and quick. I hate trudging down aisle after aisle, loading bag after bag into my car, and then unloading the car once I get home. Even putting the things away has become more a hateful chore than anything.
By the time I get the car unloaded and the groceries put away I’m so tired I can hardly see straight. All I want to do is go take a nap. However, that’s not possible because it is almost dinner time.
I have dogs barking at me for their dinners. The Curmudgeon asking me, “What’s for dinner?” Can I stop and take a short break for maybe five minutes?
Okay, now give me a little cheese to go with my whine…we all need to whine occasionally.
You all have a good one!
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Doggoned, Life, MS, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer, Writing
Tree rat wars revisited
Posted by doggonedmysteries
Devil squirrels! Tree Rats!!! They’ve chewed through the cords for my tree lights. Not just one string of lights have they ruined but they have taken out one extension cord and the cord to my Bethlehem star light. This means war…again.
When I see them in my yard, I take the dogs out. They love to bark at the tree rats and chase them away. If the dogs are down for their naps I go out and chase the danged fuzzy tailed bandits. I vow to give them no peace in my yard. Maybe they’ll decide that other yards are more to their liking.
Posted in Misc
Tags: Author, Bull Terriers, Caregiver, Doggoned, Dogs, Gardens, Life, Multiple Sclerosis, Writer
It’s not mine…
Posted by doggonedmysteries
The Curmudgeon had his doctor’s appointment yesterday. He was gone and back before I got out of bed. When I came downstairs my first question to him was, “Well, how did the appointment go?”
He replied, “I’m pregnant!”
After I finished giggling and caught my breath, which took quite a while, I said, “Oh? And what makes you say that?”
The doctor put him on prenatal vitamins for his anemia.
You all have a good one!
When to be tactful
Posted by doggonedmysteries
“Tact is the art of making a point without making an enemy.” — Isaac Newton
Southern Belles will pat you on the head and say, “Bless your heart.” What they mean is, “Holy crap you REALLY are a moron aren’t you?” They smile and nod and let it pass…much like a silent fart in an elevator.
Yankee gals will tell you what a moron you are. Make no mistake, we know all about being tactful, we just prefer not to use it. Why waste the energy? If you are an idiot and you haven’t learned by now, then it’s time we told you.
If by chance you are a nice moron and have no inkling that you are one, we Yankee gals might cut you a break and go easy on you. …..Giggle. Snort, okay I was fooling with you there.
I pity you if you catch a Yankee gal on a playful day for then she could tell you to go to hell with such diplomacy that you’d be looking forward to the trip. Now that’s tact!
You all have a good one!
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