Zush and the Deck

My Zusher always was a fresh air type of girl.

She loves cooler weather and walking in the snow. Now, since the canine dementia diagnosis, she seems to crave our back deck. The rain stopped, so she’s been laying out there sleeping. I go and check on her every ten minutes or so, but I figure she’s happy for now.

Keep a good thought for the Zusher as she travels down this road with me.

Thanks.

You Tube

I was born in late 1959. There are many things I missed in the last century. Through the circumstances that have had me home over the past six months, I discovered You Tube.

Remember I was an American Studies major. I know there are old movies and things that you can find. What have I been listening to or watching are reports  on the assassination of  the late president John Kennedy. Evidently, they run American documentaries on British television, such as channel 4 and BBC.

The one I watched today was narrated by George Clooney, and it was the story of how JFK and Walter Cronkite, and how they had age and the service in World War 2. It starts with how CBS went to 30 minute news with Walter meeting with JFK in Hyannis Port 2 months before the assassination. It takes you from the various reporters views, from the shooting through the burial in Arlington National Cemetery.

So with this post, I once again am showing my history background , and I guess it is better than some of the crap on cable. I know some of you may think I have no life, but hey, a little knowledge is a good thing.

Rough Night

Since it’s Saturday night, Jim’s home with me and Moonstruck is playing on the cable.

Meanwhile, sundowning Zush keeps walking around, as if she is trying to tell us,” How many times are you people watching this movie?” I have sung to her a bit and also rubbed her down with the lavender oil, but it seems as if she is having trouble getting tired, as it were. This is kind of weird, as I had her out for three walks today.

They are calling for chances of rain down here for the next four days, and I can’t help but wonder if, like her dear old mom, she feels the change in the barometric pressure. I like to read a page on the internet put out by an organization called Grey Muzzle. It deals with issues with older pups like the Zusher.

It is a daily experience with my girl. You learn there is no such thing as predictability in dementia, be it canine or human.

No matter what, she will always be my girl!

Kasia

Here’s a shot of my littlest girl, Kasia.

I was going to write about Zush and what’s going on, and quite frankly, was feeling a little low, as I tend to feel at this time of the night when she sundowns. All of a sudden, my Kasia comes up to me as I am sitting at my desk typing and puts her front paws on my thigh. This is basically her heads’ up that she wants a belly rub. It is always a little bittersweet in that I remember how I used to sing to Zush when she was younger as I gave her a belly rub.

Kasia, however, is my tear-dryer.She keeps nudging me until she gets 1000% of my attention.Usually, by the time we get through our exchange, things are good.

She is a God send, that’s for sure!

Me and my BFF

There comes a time on Facebook that you get too many tear-jerking dog stories. My buddy Kathy, and other dog moms know to give me a tear-jerker warning. 

As I am getting a little too close for comfort in this area, I decided to spend time on the floor hanging with my Zush tonight.

Granted the picture I took was a selfie with my IPad, but you know what? 

I will cherish it until I breathe my last.  It was good sharing Momma and Zush time. It will always be the biggest chunk of my heart!

Buddies

Whenever I required a medical procedure, and was required to go into the hospital, I was blessed to have a great support system. When it comes down to brass tacks, though, I was the patient. No one else. Procedures are scary. When you have family you are worrying about, it adds to the weight on you, the patient.


I am writing this post for one of my BFF’s. They know who they are. 

Cancer is scary. It’s good to vent your emotion at this lousy disease. You have to be holding good karma, and hoping for the best. The crappy thing is having to go through it. I wish I were there in person to get you through it, but please know a long distance rope of prayers and best wishes are out there with you!

Live strong!

It’s a Family Affair

Jim’s Mom and sister Kathy came down to spend some time with us.

I know Jim enjoyed having them here, as we are a healthy drive away, and by spending the night, the time is much more relaxed and enjoyable. We went to Mass together and out to eat. Kathy and I had the girls out for a walk. Tonight we had some movie time complete with popcorn. Even my mother-in-law had fun.


She met her friend Joe, who is a buddy of Jimmy’s. They always enjoyed talking about old times. She is 98 and Joe is 94. It is always great to take in their conversations and perspectives on things.

In all, a good weekend.