No Movies, but…

With Kasia pretty much wanting to go her own way, I wasn’t able to take any video of Zush in the water this morning.

Zusher, being ever accommodating, let me get a still of her with her legs in the water. One thing I have to admit is Zush does know Momma. If I ask Kasia to let Momma get a shot, she’ll purposely look the other way!

Never mind that Kasia’s strap is over Zush, she made it a point to turn the other way!

Kasia does realize Zush is sick, but the sister dynamic is still there, and they both love each other!

She’s Back….

“Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the water…”

Sorry, can’t help the analogy but “Jaws” is playing on the television as I type this.

Anyhow, I am back in the midst of students again, only this time, so I can get home quicker to Zush, I am dealing with 5th and 6th graders. Oh my God, what was I thinking? Most of the students are nice and/or civil, but God spare me from 6th grade boys and their answer for everything. It’s incredible how, some forty years plus after my time in that grade, that you forget how boys are.

This was, although I will agree with you, the usual wait for me to take them out this morning, because Jim won’t, but it is awfully funny that they KNEW this morning when I was up early and told them we have to go for a quick walk because Mom has to work, well, I really felt the guilt in their eyes. I never said dogs are stupid, and especially not my girls, but they won’t eat until I come home, or pretty much do anything normal to routine until Mom is back.

It is safe to say that I do indeed feel the love!

Rainy Days and Tuesdays

My Zusher is laying down by me as I sit on the sofa.

It’s day two of rain, but a little better for my girls today, as Momma is home and not shy about walking in the rain. Dad tends to let them in the yard. Oh well.

We will be checking the radar for heavy perception, and will try to get out for a longer walk before any deluges start. It is a wonderful time down here at “Amity”. Cool enough to walk without getting a drenching sweat going, and minimal tourists.

We love hanging together, even in the rain. We all get a little exercise and can rest better for it.

It’s a good thing!

Pretty Ugly

This is a partial review of the bar/casual restaurant “The Ugly Mug” in Cape May, New Jersey.

Jim and I have been there once in a while. I mean, we live in a resort area and there’s a lot of places to eat, and usually, it’s just Jim and I when we choose to eat here. As we live here year round, we usually stop by in the off-season,

Last night was one of those nights.

We decided to catch some dinner there. Zush was kind of quiet so we figured we could go out for a little while and act like regular people…haha!

Our first mistake was going in and sitting in a booth and Jim had no glasses with him.The light over the table was very low-wattage, so he had to go outside to actually try to figure out what was on the menu. When he came back in, we both noticed that it was unusual that sandwiches and burgers seemed to cost $14.99 each.Aged beef burgers, regular burgers, both were $14.99. Deli sandwiches, such as my open-faced hot pastrami, was $14.99, with the disclaimer that they got the luncheon meat from the Carnegie Deli in New York City. Ok, well, I have been there, and figured that’s how they figured out the price for that. Jim had a turkey club sandwich that had a generous portion of meat: I don’t know if the turkey came from New York also, but it too was $14.99.

Believe it or not, this wasn’t the issue.

Our waitress was more interested in waiting on a table of seven twenty something girls seated right by us. God bless the cook, who smiled as he brought out our sandwiches.He chatted with us and was rather pleasant. The waitress, three minutes later, breezed by asking if everything was ok. Uh,we told the cook that, and oh, how nice of you to ask us that, as if to solidify a tip. As we were almost through the meal, the cook had been walking by again, and I asked if he could please bring me a container so I can bring the remnants of my sandwich home. Smiling he assured me he would and, smiling, he did.

Then came the fun.

The waitress came with our bill, and said she would come back for it. Jim had a $50 bill and put it out to pay for our meal. The girl came back and asked if we wanted change. Hmmm, you fly by us and expect us to leave you a $14.99 tip? Why yes, we would like our change.

The change came back to the table and something was not right. Dollar bills and a five dollar bill came back, but no actual change! I said to Jim that we were short-changed, but by that time, we were so aggravated, we got up to leave.

As we walked out, and yes, we did leave a tip, I asked the young man at the outside hostess station what was the name of our waitress. He asked me if there was something wrong, and we said yes, and proceeded to tell him about our change. Then we were floored. The young man informed us that the wait staff doesn’t “handle” coins/change. I was told their”policy” was either to round-up or lower the amount so they didn’t have to worry about coinage.

There is a bar in the dining area with a few cash registers in there. They can’t handle coin? Not everyone pays with credit card, and not everyone is a tourist, Some locals eat here, or used to. We are retired or semi-retired and watching our finances. To be told a policy was in effect and to not have seen it in print on the menu, well, to say we learned something is an understatement.

It’s nice to have a large tourist influx to keep your business afloat.They will probably enjoy the experience. I know that, as locals, we did on the previous times we had been there.

Tourist trade slows down. Locals live here every single day. Not all of us go out to eat on a nightly basis, but we have wallets and would like to have our bills settled with accurate change, be it dollar bills or quarters. We worked for our money. We don’t appreciate you round down or up for your convenience with no notification. Something like this will have us round down our opinion of your restaurant.

The Vet is IN…

When we last left our Zushie girl, the vet had given us orders to give her melatonin to help her sundowning from her dementia. Well, evidently it has to build up in their system a little to really move things along. OK, that’s something that Mom, “the Vet”, can comprehend.

It’s now 12:23am and according to the National Weather Service, a line of thunderstorms is moving through Delaware Bay complete with downpours and ground striking lightning.

Gee, I wish I had the foresight to ask the vet what I am supposed to do now, when my girls are not happy during the storms, canine dementia or not.

Oh, I know about Thundershirts and the like, and for a while I was giving them both a canine herbal supplement put out by Springtime,Inc., which helped calm them during times like this. If Zush sees me coming at her with a spoon full of peanut butter, and to subject her to another spoonful, well, let’s just say I don’t feel like getting aggravated at 12:30am.

Never a dull moment.

Being Here

It was some shocking news I read yesterday.

I am coming up on my 40th high school reunion in the fall, and of course, there are pages dedicated to it where you can find out the latest news.

A few days ago, I hit on a page and saw a girl that I shared foreign language classes with had passed away.


Yesterday, I read that another classmate passed away, and from reading the information, gathered she must have been battling cancer for a while. What makes it even more sad for me is her husband and I worked together for roughly twenty years. He adored her.

Here I am, semi-retired, three cancers later, writing a blog post on a computer.

Survivor’s guilt? You bet.Oh, I know that I am here for a reason, but there always comes a reality check. That’s why I thank God when I get up in the morning and manage to have two feet on the ground.

Rest in peace, Cheryl and Gloria.

´╗┐Working our way through M

The pheromones the vet wanted to try for Zush’s canine dementia weren’t working.

It has not been fun.

They called us to give us another option for her: three mg.of Melatonin. Yes, Melatonin. Sure it allegedly helps humans sleep, but it has to build up in the system. Another hoot is the vet said to give it to her thirty minutes before bedtime. I seriously wonder about this vet who I like. I really wonder if he knew anyone , canine or human, who ever had dementia. I kind of want to go up to him and remind him that this is my second time at the dementia rodeo, with the score human, one, and canine, one. I know book learning is one thing, but hands on, including everyone’s lack of sleep, is different.


If you have any experience with melatonin with pups, please let me know, ok? I need all the help I can get. Keep holding good thoughts for us.