Sunday, September 29, 2013
Thunderstorms!
We have been pretty dry in Texas this year. Well, on Friday the thunderstorms rolled in in the afternoon. Duncan is deathly afraid of thunder so I had to just drop everything and sit and hold him. He was so scared he was trembling. Jock was scared. Both of them were in my lap. Abby, well not a lot bothers Abby. She slept through it all on her pillow on the couch. During a lull, Daisy wanted to go outside. Ok. So I go through the house, still holding onto Duncan, and let her and Jock outside. She marches out and sits down, surveying her domain. I was still at the door. A loud clap of thunder rolled. She was off that ground and in that door in a second! She almost ran over me. She did run over Jock. She wasn't interested in her domain anymore. I love animals. They all have their own personalities. Daisy is happiest when the grandkids are her. She loves it when they are in the floor with her and loving on her. And Jock. Jock, Abby and Duncan are usually up and down all night. Jock runs to the living room window every time a car comes into the cul-de-sac. He lets the world know that he is on duty. Duncan is right there with him. Abby sits on the bed and barks. Needless to say, I don't get a lot of sleep. However, when my grandkids are here, Jock climbs in bed with my granddaughter and does not move all night. Duncan sleeps with my grandson and Abby sleeps with me. It just amazes me that Duncan and Jock do not move all night.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Rocky Ridge Rescue
If anyone is looking for a good cause, check out this rescue. This rescue is based in Mountain Home, Arkansas. This woman does astonishing work with very limited resources. She is all about the animals. www.rockyridgerefuge.com and the woman who runs this wonderful place is Janice Wolf. Check out this site. The donations she received do truly go to caring for the animals. This is just one of may good rescues. When considering donating, always check out the non-profit. It may not always be what it seems.
As to my little guys, Duncan got a haircut last night. I'm not really good with the haircuts. I botch them. But I would rather do it than subject them to a groomer. It would terrify them. I hauled Daisy and Missy out in the back yard a while ago and gave them a bath. They loved it. I will be doing that again this weekend. My little guys get put in the bathtub. My granddaughter bathes Jock and Duncan for me but informed me I was on my own with Abby. Funny how a little 6 pound, 13 year old poodle can intimidate every one around her, but she does. She is doing good. We see the vet next week for another checkup.
As to my little guys, Duncan got a haircut last night. I'm not really good with the haircuts. I botch them. But I would rather do it than subject them to a groomer. It would terrify them. I hauled Daisy and Missy out in the back yard a while ago and gave them a bath. They loved it. I will be doing that again this weekend. My little guys get put in the bathtub. My granddaughter bathes Jock and Duncan for me but informed me I was on my own with Abby. Funny how a little 6 pound, 13 year old poodle can intimidate every one around her, but she does. She is doing good. We see the vet next week for another checkup.
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Duncan
Ok, so Duncan is the little Maltese that came to me in 2011. He was not socialized, scared to death, didn't know what a bed was. Fast forward to now. He sleeps on my bed. He demands his dinner. My grandson has a twin bed in my sewing room. Duncan likes to lay on it when I am sewing or on the computer. Well, Monday afternoon I put him on the bed and went back to my sewing. Around 8, I went to my bathroom to get ready for bed. I kept hearing this very indigent yap. So I came back through the house to see what was going on. Duncan was standing on the bed, looking down the hall and waiting for me to come and get him off the bed. Yep. He definitely does belong and he has got me trained. I did not want another dog but now I wonder what I would do without him. Love him dearly.
Monday, September 9, 2013
Missy
I have to take Missy in to see Dr. Don this week. She is 14 and having drop seizures. My son thinks it is her heart. If so, and we can give her meds to help her, yeah I will get them for her. These guys keep me sane. I would be lost without them. I could do with Duncan learning to not mark everything, but hey, I'll just keep using bleach. I'm looking at flooring materials. I did want to stain and finish the concrete, but I have to vacate the house for 3 days. Not gonna happen. Then I thought about tile. Ok, but the grout gets nasty and has to be professionally cleaned to keep mildew from forming. It is really humid here. Then I considered Pergo. It looks good and the ratings are great. However, I saw a picture of a floor today done in brick pavers. They were laid down with concrete, then sealed and clear coated. It looked great. I'll have to talk with my son about this. This may be what I do. Wish me luck.
Abby
Getting old is a bitch for any life form. Well, maybe except for trees. They seem to revel in growing old. Anyway, we made a mad dash to Dr. Don't last week with Abby. I could tell she was in pain. I felt her anal glands and she didn't make a peep. But when I would pick her up, she would cry. So off we go. Yep. She had impacted anal glands. $91 and a bunch of medicine and a little more hatred for Dr. Don, we came home. She is doing fine now. She bit Dr. Don twice. I have instructions to bring her in every three weeks. I need to win the lottery to afford my vet bills. But,. hey, they are all worth it. Love them all.
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