Kasia and I were at the bay this morning, since we both enjoyed the break in the weather that started with yesterday’s rain.
You can see the marked difference in the sky from yesterday. The blue over the bay was back and a great breeze was riding side-car. We walked for a nice clip along the bay and then made our way back home.
The flip side of this is it is still vacation time for a lot of folks, and I guess the amount of umbrellas will increase as we get closer to the weekend. It’s ok, though. Kasia and I are used to it and will adapt when we see a lot of folks. Hopefully we will keep getting out early enough to enjoy some solitude on our mother/daughter/ trainer walks. I know she enjoys them. As for me, the exercise is good, but more importantly, I savor every second I have with my girl. I know her sister, Zush, would want me to.
Kasia accompanied us yesterday to see Jim’s Mom at the rehab center. She was really a good girl. Our Zush used to go to the nursing home with us to see our friend Stan. This was the first time Kasia went.
Sometimes she needed a little space, with all the excitement. Under the chair next to my Mother-in-law seemed to fill the spot. Jim took Kasia out a few times and she posed for pictures for Daddy.
Mom was pleased to see all of us, but especially Kasia. She brought her brand of pup sunshine to everyone.
Kasia is kicking back after a beautiful day, where the weather was absolutely gorgeous. The wind was just a bit breezy and it felt so very good.
The sky was a gorgeous shade of blue, and the only thing hindering Kasia’s walk today were all the cars still in town. The both of us will be happy when traffic dies down and we’ll be back to our normal rythym.
Well, she spent part of her Saturday night with a skunk.
That’s right. It means old Momma got her magic potion out. Being a seasoned veteran, I use the well-Googled recipe of Dawn, which gets the skunk oil off, hydrogen peroxide and baking soda. She’s washed with warm water and a wash cloth, and actually seems to enjoy it. I talk quietly as I wash her, calling her my little Stinkpot, and telling her I love her 😍 either way, and she’ll feel better when she’s cleaner.
Here she is, resting after her big morning wash. Here’s hoping skunks stay away for a while.
Tonight, there’s a full moon in the night sky: I took a picture while waiting for Kasia to come in from the yard.
My girl has come a long way . Don’t get me wrong: she still barks, but as she gets accustomed to folks in the neighborhood, she sits so politely. She actually takes a dog biscuit from the hand of Beth, our postal person. With Zush, that was no problem. I never thought I would see Kasia sociable.
Here is Kasia not looking very happy with me, but Jim and I had a date night last night.
The only chance of seeing a first run movie down these parts was a drive away,, so we went off to dinner and then saw The Darkest Hour. It was Gary Oldman staring as Winston Churchill and Kristin-Scott Thomas, of Four Weddings and a Funeral and, later, The Other Boleyn Girl as Clementine Churchill. We both enjoyed the movie, but, unfortunately in the age of #METOO it might get rolled over for Oscar Time. That would be a shame.
Back at the home today, disgust is on Kasia’s face, because it is now a fact that Mom picked up bronchitis on the tail end of here current list of ailments….My girl hates being the health Continue reading And some more….
Sometimes I can’t help but wonder what is in my little girl’s head.
Sometimes I see her and she is hanging in front of the television, and I swear she is watching it, Usually if I move to my desk, she’ll wander over to see what I am doing, and lay down to keep me company.
I’m not completely dense, though. The photo above is her”wait on me I’m rich.” look. She is done her walk, and wants to go in to see her Dad.
Kasia and I are working through our Zush-less malaise.
It’s not easy, especially on a day like today.
Today was a dreary day and I rolled over and didn’t see my BFF Zush on her bed, as I used to. Kas and I got a start around 9:30 and started our day. We have managed to get some walks in. Funny thing, though, was we have been hanging together on the floor.
They say all relationships start from the ground up. Kas and I are getting our act together.
Kasia and I were hanging out together today. We came across our neighbor,Dave, and his dog, Petra.
There, for a little while after Zush left us, Kasia didn’t know what to do with herself. After all. all she knew was life with Zush. For a little while, she would wag her tail and make nice to some of the neighbor dogs. Tonight, we saw Dave and Petra and the winds of change came through. Kasia sniffed at her and so did Petra, and then Kasia started growling at her.
So for those of you wondering when a second dog is coming our way, well, we can safely say that not just yet.
I look at the above picture and think , “pretty girl.”
A lot of people say the same thing to me. I don’t think that when she doesn’t want to let me spray her hot spot medicine on her. This has been a recent development. I don’t know what is going on in her head. All of a sudden she sees a little spray bottle in my hand as an enemy.
We go out four times a day, on average. Since she has been having hot spot trouble, I have been trying to get the vet meds on her, but it hasn’t been easy. We had a cooler snap of weather, and it seemed she was doing better. Now we had rain yesterday and today, with corresponding high humidity, and low and behold, Kasia is scratching again. From oatmeal and coconut oil shampoo to medicated ointment to spray, well, I am stumped. I just hope the cooler weather comes and stays soon!
I managed to get an appointment Tuesday afternoon with Ortho, and the rub with that was it was the earliest I could get. In the meanwhile, I average around 3 1/2 hours sleep a night, because the tear on the shoulder-blade is, quite frankly, in a really bad spot.No matter how many pillows I use, or how I try to position myself, I just feel the throb, which is the equivalent of a really lousy toothache. For me, Tuesday can’t come soon enough.
While this is going on, Kasia is working her way off two months “potty only” walks, due to her sprained back leg. Guess who didn’t miss a longer walk? That’s right, my daughter…lol.
So I will finish this post and get Kasia back out for an after dinner walk, so my mind will be off my shoulder, and I can keep an eye on Kasia and try to keep her from turning into a pudgy gal.
Above is my favorite picture of Kasia as “only child”.
It’s been six weeks and we both are missing Zush, which is expected. The surprise is when we have her outside for a walk, and she comes across some of the other dogs, her tail wags and she actually is getting along. Prior to Zushie’s passing, Kasia would be barking at everyone she came across to stay away from her “pack”. This has been a nice development. Don’t get me wrong: in the house, with us, she was a love muffin. Outside was a different story.
Our daily adventures are usually good, provided I miss tourists who are out with their dogs and don’t have them on leashes. Allegedly, the local government is actively policing that. I laugh because some of the weekenders KNOW of this law, still walk their pup off the leash, see me or any of my other full time neighbors, and go running to put their dog on a leash. I can only think it’s part of the ploy so they can plead ignorance in picking up after their dog. I figure this will go on until they start finding deposits on their lawn.
Hopefully we’ll get a good walk in tomorrow before I have to start my test prep. I like to keep my littlest of girls happy!
This is my love muffin, Kasia, as she appeared the other morning.
This is Kasia now, at 7:54pm. Our blinds are down , the volume on the television is way up, and Kasia and Momma are in for tonight. We don’t care for the fireworks and mosquitoes, and missing Zush, we will hunker down and , I am sure, Zushie’s spirit will be here with us. We watch the loudest thing possible and when the fireworks are over, we laugh at everyone in cars trying to get out of here and get home, That is the part worth the price of admission.
Don’t get me wrong. A beautiful display of fireworks is nice. I’ve seen a lot of them, and don’t need to see more. I sooner would stay with my fur girl, for Kasia “is” my firecracker.
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.
I have been posting this blog for a heck of a long time now. If you have followed it with any regularity you know I put pictures of my girls up.
There’s my Sweetheart Zush.
I could get a ton of pictures, and few would come out with the two of them together without someone, more than likely Kasia, looking the other way, and well, if you have children you know the drill. Fur children can pretty much be the same.
Although I am still not really well, I got them out for their walks today, and I guess sometimes God blesses fur Moms.This is my new favorite shot of them both together and I am blessed to have caught it!
The girls are living together,but I have learned I put a four-pawed mother’s instinct out and make sure everyone is working and playing well with others**insert Kasia’s name here**.
The one thing that I find amusing is that Zush’s foster mom, Kathy,suggested to keep a squirt bottle to help break apart any future altercations. Whenever I would get down with them to the beach,Zush is always the swimmer. Kasia would go into the water to chase something, and is was if she realized her paws and legs were wet, and out she instantly came running.A water bottle, I hope, will help keep us in a status quo situation.
Something I am a little sad about is that the feast day of Saint Francis of Assisi is coming up and I had missed the announcement if my parish is blessing the animals.Of course, I realized it today when the parish office was closed.For the past two years, I managed to get the girls down there and they got blessed. If, for some reason, we can’t make tomorrow or they aren’t having it, well, I have some holy oil and holy water, and I guess I’ll ask God if it’s ok for me to do it.I know He has cut me a lot of slack, but in the light of the past month here, I think both the girls need it.
Keep some prayers and through some good karma this way.Peace, in my lifetime,would be marvelous here.
As you can see by the sun coming through the window behind Nurse Zush, I took this picture in the beginning of the afternoon.I did everything a little later today, due to the fact that my medication screws up my sleep.I did the wash today in early afternoon, not really comprehending at an 85 degree day,that it is now autumn,and although I know the days are getting shorter, I didn’t realize how badly I misjudged the sun on my clothes line.
Nurse Kasia is, as usual, guarding her window to keep anyone away from the house. I laugh because our last home had a knocker on the front door, and we didn’t need a doorbell because of Kasia. Now we are in a home with a doorbell, which people don’t have to use because Kasia still does her job.
So as the sun sets over the bay,we are still homebound and chomping at the bit. We catch the sunset from the front porch for now, with hope that we three will soon be sprung and can get down to the beach. It’ll still be there for us, and I am sure we’ll be happy to walk it again!
According to Google**remembering when we used to say according to Webster’s dictionary**, détente is the easing of hostility or strained relations,especially between nations.
Well,we are currently living in a state of détente here in regard to Zush and Kasia.
They are co-existing,again,but,call me crazy,they are not quite what they were.
B.F.,or before fight,Kasia would go over to Zush and bother her,like trying to lick her teeth clean.Now, it’s as if they are ok, but I can’t help but wonder if they ever will be what they once were.I can’t help but wonder if Kasia attacking Zush was her attempt to throw her over as”top dog”.Really, I think Zush was standing in the window that Kasia always looks out of and wouldn’t move, and it was just a play for territoriality.It is hard for me,because they always got along.It’s really hard to think of an altered state, but hopefully, someday soon,we’ll return there
I hobbled to the front lawn to get the mail, only to hear Kasia fighting Zush in the house.Jim wasn’t here, and I couldn’t get in quick enough to break them apart.When I got back in as quick as my cellulitis leg could get me in, Zush was bleeding a little under her eye and on the side by her ear.
It’s sad because she probably didn’t deserve it; she had to endure the trauma.She looks little like Petey from Little Rascals.She’s cleaned up and has neosporin on it.Kasia has been separated from her for a few hours and then we let her come back in.I guess I am going to have to referee them for the duration of being stuck him, but God moves in mysterious ways.We’ll have to police them and separate them when we are not here.
Please throw a good thought out for my girls, because they could use it.
..such as my cousin Bernadette, the grade school nuns. high school teachers,college professors and friends such as Jane Sennett Wilson, Debbie Zinnar, Greg Miziorko and Gen Dagney…did you all take an oath not to let the new people in regarding student borne illnesses? Do you have to do the job for 25 years before they tell you? Oh sure, take tea, honey, brandy, vodka, Tamaflu, Tylenol PM…..hahaha.
At last count, thanks to my buddy, Kate, I have a bad virus, that tends to linger, based on being in the classroom with little guys with habitually runny noses.Thanks to a spill in the neighborhood the other night with Kasia and another pup, I feel as though I got hit by a bus.
But there is something about forcing fluids and Mucinex and yet,with thanks to Lord Tennyson, when I go in the morning, feeling as though I am indeed, leading the charge of 600, I can only wonder how long this viral issue will keep going around in circles.
It was 70 for Christmas Eve and this morning I woke up to snow. Thank you global warming…NOT.
I moved my geraniums out and hopefully managed to save them in time and bring them back in. I don’t know if they’ll have made it.
In the meantime, the bulbs are managing to come out for everyone else. For me? Well, I have Kasia. Put a fence around an area with hyacinth bulbs has proved to be like waving a red flag in front of Kasia…she adores going in there and making a mess. Jim approves, as he doesn’t care for my favorite Easter flower.
Zush and I went to the vet with Jim and Kasia today.
Zush was diagnosed with lyme disease back in October.The vet had given us a prescription for the antibiotic she needed, and thankfully, with my buddy Ryan’s help, he got them for us so we were able to get her started.It was not fun.It was a job to think of ways for me to get the pill into her.Hopefully now, we have this under control and, as usual, I just have to keep my eye on her.
We take Kasia with is to the vet to get her used to coming in.It’s not too much fun, because she gets terrified. The staff suggested we get her used to coming in so when she actually has an appointment for her,well, hopefully it will go a little smoother than before.
Thanks,God! Signing off tonight with a sigh of relief.
I have had to take the girls out for separate walks. The Zusher needs an additional test from the vet and of course that requires a urine sample.No problem, I would do anything for her.
When I went back to get Kasia, and take her back in,I realize my fit bit zip had FALLEN out of its’ case clipped on my jeans. FALLEN OUT…FIT BIT ZIP…it is not a cheap pedometer and I am not used to going back around to retrace my steps, while a chorus of Saint Anthony, please come around dances in my brain.
Then, I called up my pension board, only to find out they need to send me a new withholding card, as they haven’t been taking quite the amount of tax out of my pension as they should have.
We were treated to a first blast of fall red this morning when we were walking,but didn’t need the color to announce the season. I was a little chilly, so that is enough of a fall announcement for me. We had our 1 and 3/4 mile walk and it was quite pleasant post storm. Dare I even suggest it that the sun was brazen enough to try to poke it’s head out…
Today we are anticipating a call from our vet for Zush, to see what the results will dictate for her care as we help her into her senior years, which I pray will be for a long while. I have to work from 10 to 6, so, it was nice having the ability to walk in the light, post nor’easter, and take in the beauty around us.
Please hold good thoughts for my Zusher: she is my BFF.
The hurricane that is coming, fading, or whatever, Joaquin, is second fiddle down here right now.
The coin of the realm here is the Nor’easter.
It was bad enough that the ferry “consolidated” boats due to lack of folks wanting to go on a Disney-esque boat ride that would probably have turned the most galvanized stomach green. I, the hourly purveyor of what my three weather apps on my phone say, well, each time I thought I was going out in drizzle, well, I forgot one thing. The formula is you have to take drizzle and multiply it by a 25 knot wind and then you have one saturated self, not to mention puppies. I went out at my lunch half hour today to try to get steps in, and the first 1.5 miles were rough. I am, although thanks to fit bit zip a bit smaller, but I am a big Polish girl and that wind was fighting me. Needless to say, the last 1.5 miles was a literal breeze, as the wind was at my back giving me a little help.
To counter all of this storm, though, Jim and I are going for our flu shots tomorrow morning, and after we take care of the health of our bodies, I will act on the health oh Zush and Kasia and my soul, when we take our girls to our parish church, when they will be celebrating the feast of St.Francis of Assisi with the traditional blessing of the animals.
Did I mention I’ll be working on a crock pot of chicken soup to boot?
Zush has been established with the local vet down here and we have had pleasant experiences with them.
The issue is Kasia.
Kasia is a tough bird, and whatever was done to her when she was a pup, well, she is not a happy camper when it comes to vet visits.They both need their nails desperately cut, and hopefully, having Zush with her, well, I am saying some prayers that it will not be THAT bad. I think my Kasia is no dummy, though, because she is looking at me with the ” You have something planned for me today, and I’m not going to like it.” AARGH….
We’ll see how it goes, so put some karma out there for the baby girl…and me too!
Jim and I were married August 31,and tomorrow is our 13th anniversary.
We were younger, but now we are wiser. We have changed:weight gained, lost, hair changes,friends and family no longer with us,retirement,work,new houses,…life goes on. Zush has hung in with us, and Kasia joined us half way in.
Like any other couple, we have good and bad times, but we are here and the love is stronger than ever.
I made a major error yesterday morning. I got up, threw clothes on,got the girls walked, and 65 minutes later, I realized I did not put my fit bit on. Quel Horror! 3500 steps flying into the air!
So I majored in taking the scenic route yesterday, in order to make up those 3500 steps. It is so infuriating to feel married to my fit bit, but the results are speaking for themselves. I just got my Great Barrier Reef badge for walking 1600 miles.
I walk everywhere,everyday at my own pace. I am not a race walker, nor do I ever want to be. I have two knee replacements and my motto is you can’t hit s moving target. I admit there are times when I am bone tired and walking is the last thing I feel like doing.i walk enough during the week in the ant farm maze at work.
My 13 year old Zush and 6 year old Kasia love to walk. I don’t want to disappoint them either. We go out together for the entire pack benefit. I am not bad mouthing race walkers, because they are surely more fit then I will ever be.
So we lost our pal, Lola; her family came to bring her back home and the house is echoing from one less set of four paws padding around.
Now comes the part where we get back to normal, or at least try to get back to normal. I wasted an hour of my life fighting with Verizon.Yup, that’s kind of back to normal. Walking Zush and Kasia around for a bit, yup. kind of normal.Trying to figure out what I need to get done tomorrow, another stab at normalcy.Sadness at the fact that my weekend is half over, yes that is normal.
There is something to the concept of threading water to get through a month: I need to master it quickly
I am typing on an HP that is like a dinosaur.Awkward, unstable, and mostly slow.
Lola’s family is leaving for vacation for two weeks and she is here at Zush and Kas camp to hang out.We go way back with Lola-she is a year younger than Zush so they are good buddies.It’ll be a blast to be a three dog house for a bit.
Hopefully, Lola will keep me from missing my Mac too much.
I am fortunate enough to have some awesome neighbors down here.
I have friends two doors down who have the cutest little guy-his name is Nathan and he is 9 months old. Well Isa and Ivo, his parents, have invited us to dinner tonight and we are really excited.They also invited Zush and Kasia. Zush is a big fan of Nathan’s. when he sits in his little chair with food on his hands, albeit baby food, well, here comes Zush to the rescue.
it’ll be a nice way to ease back into work tomorrow, and we are looking forward to having fun.
It’s nice to have good neighbors!
So true to a ” Saturday”, aka, real world Tuesday,there were a ton of chores that had to get done today, but none more important that taking my girls for a swim.
For five days a week, when we walk by the bay, the girls longingly loo toward it, but, unfortunately, I have to remind them that Mom has to go to work today, and we will when Mom is off. Fortunately it was awfully hot, so Zosia had no problems going right in; in fact, she probably would have wanted to still be there now, if I could let her.Kasia also had fun.She is more of a run in and out of the water type of gal.
After we got home, I gave the girls their shower to get sand and sand fleas off of them.They were happy to have more cool water on them.
No, thank God it is not the perfect storm, but the way the girls are shaking, you would think it is.
It started an hour and a half ago, when the storm was 18 miles west of us. Kasia started pacing, feeling it in her paws. Our power went out and we ended up going to McDonald’s’ for dinner, as you really can’t do dinner without a working stove.
We hurried back to be with Zush and Kasia-Zush who pushed me away from the computer so she could hide under my feet.Kasia is about two feet north of Zush. Totally apathetic Dad? He’s watching the Phillies and the Yankees game.
I am going to try to wrap this up and then huddle with my gals on the floors so we can calm down.
Can you hear the pause and the sigh as I sat down?
It’s my weekend. Whoo-hoo!
I had worked the express lane for two days straight and the scanning gun was broken. For two days, I had to lift heavy bags of cat litter,pet food, 24 and 30 bottles of water…you catch my drift? My bones are aching down to the core. I am hoping that if I get back to work, I can get a lane that won’t have defective equipment.
At least my gals and I will go swimming in the morning, so they will enjoy the coolness of the water. The rest, well, depending on the heat, we’ll improvise.I just am looking forward to every moment I have with the girls.
I have completed a half-year of retirement, well, maybe four months if you discount my bakery time.Six months since I was in Center City.Six months since I had to use a finger ID to clock in.Six months since I was within striking range of a coffee shop on every corner and vendor carts.
Do I miss that part of my life?
Some of the people, yes. The daily routine? No way in hell.
Thirty years are thirty years, no matter how you slice it. I was blessed to hold a job steadily for that length of time, but when it’s time, it is time.It was a good run, but it’s over. The new chapter in my life has started, and at six months, my feet are indeed wet. You know what? I take one day at a time and enjoy every day I have got, especially with Jim and Zush and Kasia. It’s a precious life.
While out walking the girls today, we came across two young girls who were 9 years old.
The one girl, Isabelle, the girls and I had met before during the winters’ snow.Her friend Lily was with her.They both loved Zush, who went over to them and sat on their feet and the other girl’s leg.Kasia,as usual, was skittish and kept her distance.They had recognized us as we walked over and we stopped on the way back to talk.They talked to me about so many different things that my head was spinning.
I, thanks to my nephews, knew Minecraft,and the other computer games the girls were telling me about.They talked about haunted dolls and burying dolls by the swamp,Nine year old girls? More like 30 year olds, I felt,after talking to them.I think I was still playing school and Barbies when I was nine.
It was a pleasant experience talking to the girls, if not an education.If anyone was the old soul in the conversation, it was the two of them.It made me miss my childhood for a fleeting moment.
I did a post the other day about the reason my heart keeps beating…my Zush.
In all fairness, I have to post about the other reason it ticks, and that is my Kasia.
Kasia is a golden retriever and chow mix.This spring she turns six.Since we adopted her, she has put a little spring back in Zush’s step.The chow in her has made life with her crazy: we never had a dog that barks until we had Kasia come to live with us.She was hard to walk out with people, but the chow in her made her very protective.When it is just me and Jim and Zush alone in the house, she is nothing but a love muffin.The picture inserted above is one of Kasia, as I typed this, she came up on my leg to get her belly rub.Mind you, she still barks at folks going by, but as she gets older,she becomes a little more sedate.
The girls and I had a rare treat today.
Jim finished work early and we celebrated by taking a 3 mile walk on the Cove beach at Cape May.
We had a rough time for a little,though.
Where we were walking, which would normally have been the sand right around the tide line, when you stepped on, when Zush stepped on it, it sunk! I mean, you would put your foot down and your foot would go down a bit and then, eventually, you hit another layer of sand.It scared me, and Zush and Jim, when it happened to each of us: eventually we moved away from the tide line.
We love the Cove, as do a ton of folks, because it allows you a southward view of the ocean and beach and the lighthouse at Cape May State Park.
We took our time walking,picking up seashells as we went along.There is a bunker that was built for World War II that still was on the beach, and for some reason,we couldn’t make it out from the distance. It gave us incentive to keep on walking.Well, we decided when we would make it to the bunker, we’d touch it and then turn back.
Here’s a shot of Jim and Zush when we made it down to the ruins of the bunker. Kasia was walking with me.I took this shot of the lighthouse and considered it my reward for the effort and to make 15,000 for my fit bit zip today.
It was a wonderful family outing…I am hoping we have more of them in the future.
Yesterdays’ post dealt with chunks of ice in Delaware Bay.
Overnight we had sleet down here that would have had Katerina Witt shaking her head and going WTF?
Our handicapped ramp in the back is metal, so when I take the girls out, I have to go out very slowly, as I still have the phobia of landing on my knees and seeing pieces of metal sticking out of my knee replacements.It’s almost 4 years but falling on ice is still pretty scary.
We went down for our walk this morning and although the temperature was pretty stable at 28, you were getting your head wet from the ice melting when it dripped off the trees.I feel sorry for Kasia, because with weather getting warmer, she will definitely miss the snow. The girls are pretty good though, as they know the tone of my voice when I tell them,”Go slow for Mommy.”
I hope, gentle reader, you have fared well in the ice. Hang in there: spring is coming.
I was hit with a GI bug around 2am this morning.Not much fun.
The sleep I lost caused me to sleep a little later and wave “buh-bye” to 15,000 steps today.I realized from the get go that it is more important for me to get rid of this bug than to kick over another 15,000 steps.
I am going out now to give the girls their last stroll of the night with me.Jim took the first walk this morning, well, by default.It’ll be interesting to see what the final number is, as I just want to come back in, take a hot shower, watch American Idol, and go to bed.
We got through the day and the family is back as a whole.
Zush made it through her surgery,thank God.
We got through the day in different ways. Jim tried to work through the day and did a few things through the house.Kasia went through the day having a hunger strike because she missed her sister: it was the first time in 5 1/2 years they were apart for a good part of the day.I kept going back and forth through the house, praying and puttering and waiting to hear the outcome from the vet.
We got the call and were relieved that she made it through the surgery, as she is 13 in February and at that age we take nothing for granted. We picked her up at 4PM and the weirdest part is the only walk we can do is a potty walk on a leash and then back in. It’s hard because she is a walker, and the colder weather is her trump card.Normally she would run back to the house after a walk, but it’s going to be rough.
So keeping in line with my fit-bit walking, Kasia and I went for a long walk today while Zush was home with Jim to rest her leg. Her scheduled surgery is this Thursday so any prayers or good mojo you can through our way we would appreciate it.
We walked and walked and because it was just the two of us, we went onto the beach. As Kasia was leashed, we walked slowly and appreciated the stillness and solitude of the beach. It really served to soothe my soul and even Kasia was good in her beach exploration.Below are a few shots I took, or rather, one selfie of us and one of her ready to play
Going back to Jim and Zush in the house, I really felt at peace. It is good to feel blessed!
The Philadelphia Eagles didn’t play football today.
We are sitting here at the breakfast bar trying to move it down a notch, getting ready to try to sleep a little before we come up to the big city and it just is so weird that there is no football.
I walked with Kasia and did 12,000+ steps today with her and did things around the house, but it really is weird, as we have gotten use to watching and/or listening to football on a Sunday afternoon or Sunday night. This is a change from us, as we normally are baseball people.
Zush sleeping as is Kasia, and we are getting ready getting to shower to relieve some aches and relax and try to get some sleep. It’ll be interesting to see what happens when the football season is over…lol.
I think we did the 10,0000 steps on the main route that is still closed down so it was easy for us to walk it, and for Zush, well, with her designer, expensive arthritis medicine, she kept walking , albeit slowly, so we were ok, as it was not a race.
I enjoyed the time together with the girls: we get out and I think the stress level for us goes down and we are all happy.
We managed to get done in time for Jim and I to go for 4 PM Mass, so now, we are back, and we are one more walk away from calling it a night, as I know we are all tired.
Hope you enjoyed your Saturday and have a fabulous Sunday.
I came home from work tonight to find out our Zush got her bandage off. Jim let me know, and as Dr./Nurse Mom, it’s my job to clean her up. I washed the area and cleaned it up, put Neosporin on it and tried self stick adhesive bandage over non stick gauze.**fingers crossed**
Kasia is keeping her sister on her toes, as it’s Halloween week, Kasia doesn’t care for kids.They probably teased or hurt her when she was younger, but kids are running up and down the street looking at Halloween decorations. Zush is just being a puppy: the pain-killer makes her feel that good. In the meantime, Kasia is ready to pull me into the street to get away from kids.
In the grand scheme of things, keep the prayers coming.They are appreciated by all of us.Trust us, we are sending them back up for you!
My girls are always happy to see me.Their happiness lifts my heart.
With Zush and I both under the weather,we call it an early evening, and I reach over and rub her head.Of course,her sister, Kasia is always a half beat away.We chat and their heads sufficiently rubbed,the blinds are drawn and I pull the afghan up over me.It is nice to feel the warmth of the girls, as they lay on the floor right by me.It is as if they know I know we aren’t feeling better, and we girls gather together to group on feeling better.
This is on definition of cozy I will always hold close in my heart.
When we last left our heroine, Zush, she was bleeding from a ruptured cyst located in her back left paw. When we cleaned up her blood from her leg,it just looked soggy, as though she got wet swimming in the bay.
I brought her into our new vet down here at Undisclosed. As a fur mom, it is always comforting to have a diagnosis confirmed. The new vet had said that we could have it off in Philadelphia. I said no, I’d like it done here.It is possible to monitor her and keep her leg clean and tape it up and once we are established here, I could book her date and this way she’d be home with me.
I think Kasia knows something is up with her sister and is just a wee bit kinder to her.I am sure that Zush would be feeling better with that cyst off. I just have to work some prayers that my girl will have no problem with her anesthesia.
A nor’easter blew through the area, giving us a taste of the weather to come.We had to work our way through some damp, dreary rain.
I am home tonight.My workweek is done.Jim is out of the house.I am sitting down with a nice cup of hot chocolate.
Yes I know I have written a lot about coffee, but there is something about hot cocoa or chocolate when you are home, relaxing, or at least trying to relax, and have your flannels or sweats on. I have the Food Network on, and most of this early evening is mine.You find yourself channeling your mom, as you blow on the mug so you don’t burn your tongue.A little sip goes down your throat and it is delightful.
Now I am going to curl up with the Zusher and Kasia and it’ll be girls night,in front of the television.
We took the girls down to our church in Cape May today, among with our neighbor, Georgine.We were celebrating the feast of St.Francis of Assisi in the Catholic church.He is the patron saint of animals.
The Deacon had the service out on the front lawn of the church, and Georgine held Zush’s leash and Jim stepped in and held Kasia’s leash.We said some prayers and then the animals were sprinkled with holy water.I had taken Zush to get blessed back in 2004 in our home parish in Manayunk, and she actually came in church and sat by me, went up with me when it was time for Holy Communion, and in short, she was a perfect girl.We didn’t have Kasia at the time, so I teasingly had said we were taking Kasia today to get her exorcised from the devil, and for Zush to have a 10,000 mile holiness check-up.
I pray for my girls all the time and getting them blessed today was icing on the cake. I don’t know what I’d do without them.
Zush went swimming this afternoon.This followed a trip to our friend Max, and his Mom, Nora, and Dad Mario.It was a pleasant visit and the girls were good, so thanks to the humidity, we took them to the beach.Zush got in the water and cooled off and soothed her aching skin and sore joints. Kasia, Jim and I watched her from the beach…until we saw…
They are calling for thunder showers and boy did the sky show it. Being over by the water, it was truly reminiscent of “The Perfect Storm.”
Now we are all safe and sound in the house after a wonderful afternoon with friends and family.
We went over to my sister-in-Law Joanna’s house tonight to hang with Joanna and Earl and my mother in law. She is staying there while my sister-in-law Kathy is away on vacation.
Before we sat for dinner, the girls needed to go out.I took them out and as we were walking down the driveway, Kasia was stung by a bee. I went to see if I could see the damage in her paw and the damn bee came to my hand stung me.
I took the girls to the beach today. I had walked them down to the waterfront street and then Zush started to cry a little. I knew what she wanted…swimming.
We have a little neighbor, Olivia, who is a 45-year-old midget**translated, she’s 5 years old.**She was there with her parents and she loved swimming with Zush while Kasia stayed with me at the water’s edge. Then, Olivia wanted to walk Zush on the beach, so Kasia and I accompanied them. An hour later, I had to tell Olivia that it was lunchtime for the girls, in order to get them home.
That’s when the fun started. I had to give the girls a bath, and it was their first here.Needless to say, swimming was fun, the bay was fun, and then? Ugh. Mom had no fun, that’s for sure. It was good, though, because they are both sweet-smelling for our visit from Matt sand Kat.
All I know is one thing-we all are tired and ready for bed.
There’s due to be a three-day over 90 degree heat wave here at Undisclosed.
I shudder to think what’s due for the big city.
I have been breaking in the washer and dryer down here and making sure my lighter stuff has made the pile of things that have to make its way back up to town.It goes without saying I’d prefer to be down here, but alas, bills still have to get paid.
Wrapping up the weekend with a plan for light meals in my head and hopefully, we’ll be spared, somewhat, on the weather front. I know Zush is with me saying that we were probably only the two people who miss the snow. Kasia is easy either way, and Jim, the former bagel baker, well…I think that heat is actually starting to catch up with him, not that he’d admit it.
Hurricane Arthur has scared a ton of cities and towns around here from setting off their fireworks last night and tonight.
It is an unspoken rule around these parts that the various municipalities try to have fireworks on different nights, so people can take them all in, if they wish to. It’s a win-win situation: people see spectacular fireworks, township get a temporary rise in income from folks hitting ice cream stands, gas stations and the like. Now with the weather skating most of the folks to have fireworks tomorrow night or Sunday night, well,lots of places will be taking a financial hit, because you certainly can’t be all places at once.
Tomorrow our little hamlet holds its’ yearly fundraiser, and fortunately the weather is due to hold its’ own. Hopefully that will include tomorrow night for the fireworks.
Zush and Kasia ask that you give your pups plenty of love during the fireworks, as this is the time where a lot of pups get scared from the noise and run away.Keep them home and safe and happy, and you will have a happy ending to your fourth of July weekend!
Tomorrow will be 16 years without my Pop on father’s day.
Sixteen birthdays, Zush, Kasia, marriage, passing of my mom, graduation of grandsons and Matthias’ wedding…all without Dad. When I got married there are pictures of me crying, and although my brother Bob was loving enough to stand in,there were no bones about it. I missed Pop.
I live to think he is here looking over my shoulder as I type this, and I find special peace in the fact that he would have loved Undisclosed, as he was a navy man and loved the water.
I miss you Daddy, every day, and will love you forever.
I walked the girls when I came in last night from work.
It was my usual deal; our “quiet time”, if you will, that we walk through the neighborhood and smell the flowers.
Kasia saw a dog up the street and wanted to hurry and catch up.Unfortunately, it corresponded with a slight rise in the concrete, which ended up with me falling on my right knee and side. Ouch! I ended up being in bed at 7 last night, with a frozen water bottle on my side and an icepack on my knee. Needless to say, I am walking like Walter Brennan**showing my age** in The Real McCoys. It never ceases to amaze me but you would think that you would have some bounce off of concrete, when you have a cushion, of sorts, around you.
I was up early this morning and we all went for a walk before any of the neighbors were apparently up.
The snow squall that started yesterday left a beautiful coating on the lawns and the sidewalks were clear. The girls enjoyed playing in the snow; it was as if they knew that winter is probably through.There is always something about walking in a quiet, snowy city that just serves as balm for the soul. The quiet of the streets meets the pure white of the snow, and for a while, all seems right with the world.
I just have to remember that feeling while swatting mosquitoes in the summer…..lol
My Kasia is the only one I know, right now that is still in love with snow.
Every time we get out and there is fresh snow**which seems to be quite frequent of late**, she runs around and goes crazy and then makes doggie snow angels in the snow. Jim and I can only laugh, because it really is as if she is having the time of her life.
My Zosia, on the other hand, shows that she is a seasoned veteran of snow. Her forte’ is fresh white snow to eat for as long as she wishes.I guess it’s her equivalent of vodka on the rocks. To us in seems always incredible, in that Zush turns almost puppy like in the snow.
I come home from work, my body tense from fear of falling and hurting my knees,tight from walking on what crunchy snow there is, and just waiting to hit the front door.
I wish, sometimes, weather would stay somewhat consistent for a bit.
We came down last week, and even, on this past Friday, the bay really resembled a polar icecap. You literally could see the chunks of ice floating in the bay. I should say, that’s’ if they floated: it was so cold that it looked more like a white boulder field at times.
When the girls and I went out this morning, we knew it snowed down here during the week and they both loved it.I enjoy to see how much Zush still thinks she is a young Eskimo sled dog in the snow, and Kasia has decided that doggie snow angels are her strong suit.
The story changed by mid-day, when the weather warmed up it time for us to start emptying the storage locker. Snow gave way to mud puddles, and there were a ton of them. Jim and I were carrying boxes and trying not to give anything a mud bath in the process.
We had gone out for dinner with our friend and sitting now, Jim had come back in with the girls and was soaking wet from rain.
Did I mention they were calling for snow here on Tuesday?
I was walking the girls in the neighborhood, and a new family bought a home on
the corner of the next block. It was on the corner where two streets met.
Big yard…no fence…big black dog…ran after Kasia.
Zosia ran away and I was yelling at the owner to please get their dog.
I was trying to put myself between the two dogs..Kasia was scared and
started to run from the big black dog.
It goes without saying that I won’t be walking them that way anymore, although
it was a shame because it was a favorite route for both of them. It took me
back to when we got each dog, and having a fence was what ok’d the adoption.
Here’s hoping the cigar-chomping father who took his time getting off his
butt gets the idea in his head, and there is a fence in his future. I hate to
see any dog get attacked by another.
That’s the end of the current drama
Here’s hoping to sleep by 3:45.**fingers crossed**
Hard to believe, although so much has happened in our lives, it has all
happened, so it seems, in the blink of an eye.
Although we had no “human” children, we’ve been blessed with Zosia and
Kasia. We had a beautiful post Victorian twin which we sold this past
June and are actually working toward retirement.We are watching what,
hopefully,will be our last home being built.We’ve buried family and
friends, and have made new ones along the way.It feels as though we have
crammed a lifetime in along the way.
I couldn’t have asked for a better partner through life.Jim is truly
my better half.
Happy anniversary Seamus love you with all my heart!
I am up because I have been fighting itchiness…mosquito bites,dry skin, too much acid in my system, ala strawberries and
blueberries…you name it.
To try to fall back to sleep,well, I have to be up in three hours anyhow.
There is no help from Jim, who crashes and burns around 1 AM-I am asleep, he gets to bed and ta-dah! I am awake.
With the itchiness, I have tried taking a Benadryl, but usually it leaves me groggy through lunchtime. I actually did
pretty well and went about 4 weeks without coffee, but once the tired feeling is with me, the vicious coffee circle
**In the meanwhile, I was typing this on my HP laptop, only to have it die for the battery…like I need this at
this hour of the morning.I would use my Mac, except I left the power cord down at Undisclosed, which really sucks**
I have managed to put my lunch together for the day since I am already up, and both Zush and Kasia are
looking at me as if I was going to take them out. I had to tell them to go sleep like their Dad, and I would
take them out later.
Well, I am going in search of hydrocortisone creme and maybe, just maybe, I’ll cross paths with my pillow
I used to get a lot of pull… from Kasia, my younger dog. Now that we are at domicile Deux , we have no fenced in yard, and laws at Undisclosed location make us have both girls on a leash.
Zush finds this law humiliating: she’s a person, or so she says…lol
I found this leash on the Internet
. It goes cushioned around Kasia’s groin , then a piece runs to her collar- you latch it on. Basically it allows control from torso, not neck.
She sure is happier, I am happier ….and the picture below is her modeling her girly pink leash for you.
Jim dropped me off on the way to work this morning. I have a doctor’s appointment,so I am sitting in a Dunkin’ Donuts. I am playing with my new iPhone 4S, so this is the maiden voyage with it.
Since the whirlwind of the move, my nerves have been kind of raw. I am going to try to see if this appointment can set me back on the good foot.
In the meantime,Zush and Kasia gave us the sad faces as we prepared to leave. I myself have a sad face as I eavesdrop on a conversation here. Someone is talking about a beautiful hydrangea, which I had at the old house and miss it.
Nothing in life is easy.. but you knew that, right?
Hopefully Jim will have to make a ride to Jersey to meet with the architect today and get the ball rolling on Undisclosed Deux. If he does, I might be leaving early from work.
Zush is 12 years old and has gotten to the point that thunder really, really bothers her. Jim says she has Kasia and she’d be ok. As a dog mom though, I’ll exercise, weather permitting,my maternal instinct to go home to the fur girls and make sure they are ok. I have empathy for Zush, because as a kid, I hated gunshots, loud dog barks, and at fourth of July and other firework festivities, I’d be the one with fingers in my ears,
The picture below has been my view every morning for the past 10+ years. It overlooks my neighbor’s property, over the Wissahickon valley, and catches some of the city skyline. Many a Fourth of July we caught nice fireworks from that window.
Things change. This is probably my last Friday looking at this view. Zush, Kasia and Jim have spent a lot of family time in this house and we all have slept in this bedroom. Family and close friends have passed away, people have moved away,children who were once knee high are in junior high- in short, things go on.
There will be other windows, none with this stained glass, or view. All I can do while the fur girls are dozing on the floor, is to hold the moment tight in my heart and tighter in my mind…..
…..that,and pray for the best, Keep holding good thoughts- sure can use them, especially this week.
Some serious boxing and cleaning were done today in this heat. So what am I laying around with the fur children watching? You got it-the movie of the same name. Jim is upstairs on line and should be down here soon with us. We enjoy DiNero and Pacino, so here is where the comfort is.
It’s incredible how when you are a kid, time goes so slowly.
By your 50’s, I have no clue where the time went.
Transitions in life are always hard, for me, at least. I envy those who
seem to go through them gracefully.
We are moving along, and we work every night on our respective areas.
Granted, Jim had less stuff than me, so, he’s almost done. I give myself
a little more wiggle room, as there is Zush and Kasia stuff that I
need to take care of. The washer that we are going to isn’t too
sporty, so while I still have mine, I am going to wash away.
If only I could go straight down to point “C” without stopping
at point “B”
…with me being sick over the weekend and all, I was lucky to have my girls for
company. So when it came to me coming into the office this morning, they weren’t
too happy, nor was I, to leave to get in here.
I worry about what they realize in the changes going on; I try to reenforce
that we all are going someplace together, unless Mom and Dad have to go to work.
I have worked to give the girls some degree of security, and hate for
circumstances to undermine it.
I have to laugh because they both, when I am feeling low,know that, and come
to me and give me that look: the it’s ok Mom, we are here.
It’s a Saturday morning and I am sitting in the back of Pet Smart, by the grooming area.No breakfast for Mother-daughter yet…
Zush is getting groomed.
I feel bad: for 11 1/2 years, I was her chief cook and bottle washer , as far as grooming went. I furmanatored her, brushed her, trimmed her butt, all the good things a dog mom should do.
Zush is now 12, and as the years sneak up on her, as they do us all, the heat is a bugger. My buddy Juls used to get Zush’s best bud, Brinley, what they call a puppy cut. Well, Zush isn’t going quite that short, but hopefully her undercoat will be knocked down a bit, and really, just so my girl will have some comfort in the heat.
Jim drove away as we went in, and Kasia was in the back seat looking sad- she always hangs with her sister. Hope she recognizes her when we are done.
All I feel lately, is that I am like someone’s hamster or guinea pig running circles
and I just can’t seem to stop.
Jim is having trouble sleeping, I am going on full steam, because things are still going
pretty fast. The problem is that we are getting roadblocks and, although they seem
insurmountable, we know we can make out ok.
It’s just the waiting and wondering and angst and nerves and the only cool
people are the fur girls. Whew! At least someone is ok.
The minutiae of work, trying to get my brain to stop traveling through issues.My mind is stressing over stuff, some needed, some warranted,ok , but…
As a follow-up to yesterday’s posting on my Zush and Kasia ,boy, am I ever in need of my gals…I think a good walk with the gals will hit the spot. The amount of BS that has been around on a daily basis, well, it has to be shaken away.
Not that I don’t love Jim~ I do with all my heart and then some. He’s stressed out like me too … but being in an office all day? The girls are the answer!
We’re vegging out, slowly starting our day. Jim intends to go hiking a little later. I’ll be knitting a bit and taking Zosia and Kasia out for our hikes and also checking in with friends. We get al laid back here, well, you hate to go back to the city.
As my nephew Greg would say, it’s as far away from Monday as you can get…amen, I say to that!
It’s has been extremely busy in the office, and it’s one time in my life I wish it wasn’t such a popular spot.
The rain has finally let up and they are calling for some March winds. Hopefully, the girls and I will be able to
get out and visit our friend Sue, and her dog Eby to say hello.To take advantage of the decent weather, we’ll be strolling around
so we all can get some exercise.
It has been a bizarre winter, to say the least. I, for one, will be ready to give spring the thumbs up tomorrow.
Kasia comes back up without her bandage** knock wood** and seems to be doing ok. I, on the other hand, have an ache in the lower lumbar that really sucks. Zush is hanging in, and Jim is trying to figure out what else we can do to fight inflammation.
It is odd coming up in the light, as the daylight gradually lasts longer. We are looking forward to next weekend when we can stay down for three days.
…Kasia’s misadventure, I am pleased to report the patient managed to keep her bandage on all night.
With how well the vet wrapped her paw, I guess I’ll find out if my devil dog has potential also moonlighting as
Houdini. Ideally, the vet said it would take 48-72 hours so as it is just about 24, I am hoping that
we’ll get through everything ok.
In the meanwhile, Zush has been herself; kind, loving and considerate to her sister. She’s a far
cry from being Nurse Rachet, and hopefully the two together will get through this crisis.
When we got down to Undisclosed, we came through snow and cold. It’s nice. Nice clear air to clean the city crap out of my lungs.The girls are in heaven running out in the back yard playing in the snow!
We get to go out to dinner tonight with our friends. We don’t get a chance to go often, so it promises to be a nice night. It’s always good to hang with good friends.
My health is decent enough that I managed to donate a pint of blood. I remember post-chemo when I couldn’t. I am happy I can.
It’s cold enough that snuggling on the flannel sheets under the comforter tonight, well, if it stays cold, I’m not going to want to leave the bed tomorrow. Oh…Saturday….yay! I CAN stay in bed.
I’m looking forward to a Superbowl party Sunday at my friend’s house.We don’t always go to one, and I am rooting for as close to local as I am going to get, the Ravens.
It has been a day of phones off the hook, irate people, loud people and my sinus/tension headache to serve as the cherry on top of my day.
I have 21 minutes to go and it can’t come soon enough. The problem is that by the time I make it home, it’ll take another chunk of my day for
my head to clear the junk out. Jim and the girls are my cushion:can’t wait to hug all three.
Jim brought Kasia’s bed downstairs so she could have something to cuddle up in: her belly fur is considerably thinner than Zosia’s. We put together some chicken soup last night that we tweaked up with extra veggies to make it a little more nourishing.
Tonight we’ll be juicing and finishing up the chicken, and I think there will be a bit of hot beverages sprinkled in for good measure. Our girls are in, and if you have fur kids, make sure they are protected from the cold. Cuddle up a little closer and just remember that…
Going a little slow for a Sunday, trying to heal those ribs. We’re taking a little housekeeping on, slowly packing up clean clothes and the like. We’ve had a little breakfast, and are moving slowly to get the day going.
There was the promise of some sun today but the fog is fighting hard to keep it away. Jim is going to go and try to get a beach walk in, and the girls and I will be getting some exercise too.
I have been up and down, as Jim has fallen prey to the GI big going around. The girls and I are good, so we have. Been providing him with nursing care. Ginger ale, pretzel rods, jello and chicken soup are the menu of the day.
We went to a work Christmas party for Jim last night at his friend Box Bagwell’s house. I enjoyed it as much as he did: it was a great party.
Everything about Halloween has me feeling my age, and then some.
We had a good amount of trick or treaters for a Wednesday after a hurricane.All the candy and chocolate were blown out by 7:30 pm.
It was weird, though: I saw the passing of time via costume. Sure, there were new youngsters starting out but the children who I have watched grow up, well, boy, have the costumes changed with their ages.
Maybe it was the 60’s and 70’s in me saw a more simplistic costume. Some of the stuff I saw tonite? Gee, if it’s not MTV, it was vampires and goths. My faith was restored when I saw one Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz and a cowardly lion.
So, trying to take advantage of the down time, I have Evita on in the background as I try to multitask, trying to keep the girls happy, get some chores done, and not make myself nuttier**insert your witty take on nuttier here____*** than normal.
Bowing to off time, the girls and I had a nice walk this morning, especially since Labor day has come and gone! We freely wandered the streets on our walk, but due to the humidity, I always keep on top of Zush to make sure I am not pushing her too much. Kasia was playing with me and the mosquitoes**scratch,scratch** as I tried to consolidate the recycles for the trash tomorrow. I have a little wash to hang, and in honor of the saint of multi-tasking, I have a baggie with lime away secured with a rubber band on my shower head, trying to clean that up.
Even the chores of life are more palatable down here…nice!
Her girlfriend Paint, who was with her from day one when one of my BFF’s Kath fostered her for SPCA. Paint and Zush lived with Kath’s number one dog, Jupiter.
I always said Zush learned from the best, and she did. Paint and Zush were well schooled, and the two girls were tightest of buddies, and they both loved Jupiter.
Well, Paint, I found out today, has joined Jupiter at the Rainbow bridge, which makes me cherish every moment with Zush more, as if that is possible. They were a helluva trio, and I like to think Kasia is learning from the best, my gal Zush.
There is a void where the two buddies were, and I know someday she’ll see them again, but there is still work to do here, like keeping Mommy’s secrets, loving Daddy and tolerating Kasia.
Love her to pieces, and I know she joins me in saying rest in peace Painty puppy. We’ll miss you!
Well, I figured out how to reward Miss Kasia for coming out and being around people.
When we had “the big event” weekend, if you’ll remember, she was keeping pretty much to herself and even hiding. What would bring her out of her shell, if you’ll forgive the turtle reference, was a walk.
A big one….
A 4.2 mile walk roundtrip. Just Kasiagirl.
Quality time with Mom. Whoo-hoo!
Zush was sadly excused because I knew the distance was going to be rough for her, so she stayed behind, pouting until we returned. I am sure that having Kasia come back and run to her, as if to say,”nyah-nyah!…I got to go with Mom and you didn’t.” was not taken too well, although Zush’s pout disappeared when we came back. For the record, Zush got some prime Mommy time and was most appreciative.
My Kasia was ok until my sister-in-law and her husband came over tonite.
Did I mention Kas hates change?
She is a product of a rescue, and her foster mom treated her well, but whatever her first owners did to her, well, my girl gets very reclusive. It’s a shame, as Jim’s family loves her,yet she is a bit stand-offish…to her credit, she is getting a little bit better.
We just want her to be a social butterfly. Doesn’t every parent? Lol
Farmers and their families pray for it, when it rains too much, people get depressed, and people in Seattle have a ton of it.
We have had rain last night and today. The earth gets so scorched, so how can you not be happy to see it?We still go out and the girls and I go for our walks, but we are definitely doing a lot of inside stuff so far. Jim and our friend Mike are out, so I made some chocolate chip cookies for them when they come in. I even went out and got my hair down today…so for people who say there is nothing to do in the rain, well,..
I am home with the girls today, trying not to let my allergies get the best of me.
The girls and I are under the fans and we have the air on. It hasn’t stopped me from non-stop sweating. This is rough, as I am an October girl; that is, I live for 60 degree weather.We go out for walks, but they are quick, as it seems to take awhile for us to rebound from the heat.
Sometimes, quiet is good. Today, Sunday, is one of those days.
It’s a beautiful day, here at Undisclosed. Zush and Kasia have been out with me and the heat, married with the humidity, is stifling. We take our chances and go out a little at a time. Jim and I are getting ready for lunch, and maybe a trip out ourselves: too warm to subject Zush to the heat.
Slept so-so last night, so fell back at 6 am and missed Jim going out this morning.
Woke up at Undisclosed and woke my gals up, Zosia and Kasia, who were, like Mom, passed out in air-conditioning . We are watching the Food Network and wondering what our day will bring…Olympics? Beach? Naps? How about all three?
A thunderstorm alert was placed by the weather service. The picture I am including with this post shows the front clouds overtaking the Wissahickon valley.
The girls and Mom, well, we all got our showers in time. Zush has had rough times in storms, so I will be staying up to comfort my friend. I won’t get her a thunder shirt , as she tries to shake clothes off. Hopefully we’ll have a quick storm.
Decided to break from chicken today with a stop for a ham steak for dinner.
While I was there, I bought my girls a real live beef bone.
Zush is an old pro-she is hankering down on her bone. The sister, Kasia, 3 years old as of this past Sunday, still hasn’t quite gotten the hang of it. The bone is by her , she put her tongue on the bone marrow, ate some, chewed a little, but will guard it just so her sister can’t get at it……hmmmmm, ..we’ll see what happens..stay tuned !
I am so grateful for my girls Zush and Kasia: I saw on Facebook this morning that one of my fellow dog moms lost her greyhound, who was Zushs’ age. She passed in her sleep. Makes me savor the time I have with both my girls.
The reason I am at work today is I am giving blood. Nineteen years ago I beat my first cancer: hopefully donating my blood might help someone else deal with whatever issue they have.
I am so grateful to have my life, as twisted as it might be at times, and my buddies. There are folks I know that have NO ONE.
Iced coffee can not get enough thanks in my book: this has been the stepping stone for my mornings in this heat.
Again, I am truly grateful to you, reader.Thanks for being there.
Went out for dinner with our friends, and the sky was overcast.
As we are at dinner, Juls gets a call that Kasia ran away.Yup. My Kasia. She got freaked out by the rain,thunder, lightning and sleet on the mountain, she ran into the woods.
We were almost done dinner, anyhow, we get up when done and head back. Going back, seeing downed power lines ,thinking the worse, and then, back at the ranch, Jim and I go out to look for her…..she runs up to me, wet and muddy, with the first five minutes…
We are up at Undisclosed location west, staying with one of my BFF’s, Juls, her husband Tim, and their two fur pups, Ginger and Lily. The girls were happy for the chance to dog play with their cousins.
Juls and I went to an outdoor showing of the film “Charade”, starring Cary Grant and Audrey Hepburn .A local college held it out on a lawn for free. We enjoyed hanging out together ..can’t wait to see what mañana brings!
Took my fur children out for a walk tonite-it was a beautiful night. Coming back in to watch the Phillies, I got a phone call from Jim, who was up the street at the neighbors.
“Any reason while Lola is on the porch?”
Lola is the sweetest gal on earth, next to Zush. Fortunately, we knew this old girl was waiting to get in, so I invited her in and she said sure, she’d love to come in and catch up with her pal Zush. I think Lola is a year or two younger than Zush.
Finally made it back to the undisclosed location ,and the weekend went by too fast: don’t they all?
Shingleman just serenaded me through the screen on the accoustic guitar, the friends I have here had me back on the weekend walk, for which I am thankful , and Zush and Kasia got their walks and joined me in the peace and quiet. We dodged some of the heat, and all that’s left to conquer is traffic!
Shingleman is out being a guy at Home Depot. I have the Food Network on for cooking, the girls are gently dozing, breeze is blowing….
Welcome to my recuperation station…aka., Undisclosed, as I kick back and relax!
Sure I am still hacking, but not quite as bad. I am forcing fluids to beat the band, and Zush and Kasia figured out Mom doesn’t feel good. It’s a beautiful day out,I am feeling a little better with less wheeze….
My buddy Juls, is with us. This morning she went with me and we took her dog Ginger, and I took Kasia, much to Zush’s dismay. It was so warm, I wanted Zush to stay comfortable . My walking friends joined us as we all went down to the Cape May Lewis Ferry port and sat and rested before coming back.
Enjoy your holiday. As I did at the Ferry, if you see a Vet, thank them.
The picture below is the Schuykill expressway as seen from my street.
Tomorrow marks the Memorial Day weekend- the holiday marking the unofficial start of summer. As my Dad was a world war 2 vet, I was raised conscious of military service , and will be thinking of him, as I always do.
I am headed down to Undisclosed, with my friend Juls and her fur children , and Jim will catch up a little later with Zush and Kasia. Hopefully we can not be stuck in the thick of the traffic.** fingers crossed**
We are looking forward to some peace and quiet, some good times with friends, and calm. Here is hoping your weekend is a safe one, and you thoroughly enjoy it!
This Friday my thanks are solely centered on restful times.
Despite my ability to get around on my new knees, sometimes I get off the train or bus and the steps are steep. I came off the steps one day this week and as a result, my right leg is swollen.
As I can walk on it, I just have to rest it and try to get the inflammation down. I am thankful for Undisclosed location, and the ability to rest. The walks with the girls will be short, but the main thing is we’ll all be together !
I was shocked this morning when one of my best friends, Juls, texted me to say her 12-year-old golden retriever, Brinley, died in her arms. That’s Brin and Juls in the above picture with me and Zush.
As my pal Juls said of Brinley, she was a classy gal. I’d like to think Zush learned from hanging around with her. Poor Brin was hit by a UPS truck when she was six and made it through 4 surgeries and physical therapy and fought like a trooper. She got to know Zusher first, and later “tolerated” Kasia, as did Zush.**hahahaha** She took to the younger pups, suffered no fools, and was comfortable in her own skin, as is Zush.
I wish I was with my pal Juls now, as I know we’d both be quivering masses of tears.Dog moms are like that, as these guys are our kids too.As I sit here and type this, tears are filling my eyes because I loved Brin-she was a special gal. I know Zush and Kasia and I will meet up with her again, but until then, I will miss her. I never got a chance to thank her for all the love she gave, but, I think she knew it.
Rest up, Brin- you’ll need your energy for when we all catch up with you.
Back in October, I started this blog as a therapeutic outlet for me while I watched my Mom on her downward slide with dementia.
Today, she is physically gone from me, I am still writing, and this is blog number 200. From Food network gripes, Mom, Shingleman, Undisclosed location, life working at a government agency , and, of course, my golden girls, you have been there for me and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.
1. I am tired of things going on in the office. I am waiting patiently for my retirement. Until then, Shingleman says look at it as entertainment. I could, if the knot in my gut would untie. I am thankful I am almost done.
2.I am thankful for the ability to take the current health opportunity and have a partner like Shingleman who is sticking with our healthy lifestyle, which is a whole week old.
3.I am thankful for the patience of my girls. They know their schedule and are so good.
4.I am thankful for the ability to email resumes. I don’t know how I ever did applications without it….lol
5.I am thankful for romantic comedies, because sometimes, the couple ends up together in the end and you might actually laugh along the way.
Although I made Zush miserable ** joking-Zush is never miserable** by getting her a baby sister, Kasia has come a long way.
We had friends of ours come over today to Undisclosed location. After her usual barking, Kasia actually quieted down, and came into the room where four of us were, looked around, and quietly stayed and listened to us.
My baby is growing up! I am blessed to have such sweet fur girls. Walking, playing or chewing a bone , the sisters hang together, for which I am happy.
It was one year ago, on the 18th of March, that I had my two knees taken apart, and two new titanium knees put in their place.
It has been a long haul… LONG, long haul..I did my PT post-op , and I can do steps , but not quite well enough to make me happy. I know it takes time, but you wish you can walk, er, should I say, ambulate, as a “regular” person. I can bend my knees and often do my exercises to keep them a little limber, but sometimes, you think it would be nice just to be able to jump out of a car. I am just biding my time, trying to get the weight down, and make the knees work.
It was hysterical to look at the picture that I have added to this post one year post-op. I remember the relief at actually having my knees done. The mere fact that when I’d be standing up, I would no longer hear the crunch crunch of bone on bone when I would walk-that was a thought that made my day. The bow-legged stance that I had adapted along the way would be a thing of the past, and I was so happy to say good-bye to it. My youngest dog daughter, Kasia, NEVER had a real walk with me. New knees would allow me to finally get her out with Zush on a real walk. Zush, who suffered with me as my knees went downhill, would be walking full-steam with me again. As my nephew Greg would say, “It’s a win-win” situation.
Thank you to all who have helped me, prayed for me, supported me and stayed by me during this year. I have another 29 years to go on the warranty, according to Dr. Bartolozzi…..here’ hoping!
An actual post op shot of one of the two knees the hours after surgery.
…which wasn’t helped by my brother Bob and I going up to Mom’s after work yesterday to start going through some stuff. Past of you just wishes you could blink an eye and it would all be taken care of. Part of you feels like going in and yelling ” Mom, I’m home.” Part of you, after four years, looks for her laying or sitting up in the hospital bed and giving you a little smile or acknowledgement that she knows you are there. And them there’s the part that realizes she is physically gone but she will always be with you.
I don’t know what was more painful: watching her go through that terrible decline over four long years, or the pain that is coming now, that the memories have to surface when you go through belongings.It will be hard on Bob, I know. But as I spent all but the last nine years with Mom on a pretty much daily basis, I’ll be remembering what was worn for senior citizens, what was worn for church, what was worn to hang up clothes on the line…and so on. It’s kind of like you put a band-aid on when you bury a loved one, but then, to handle everything left behind, you have to rip the band-aid off to let the wound heal,
It just sucks. I hope to get down to Undisclosed with Jim and the girls this weekend, and catch a sunset as pictured above, and hopefully, the sting of going through Mom’s belongings won’t be so painful.
Please forgive the lousy shot that you above, as I took it with my Iphone and the devil dog,Kasia, pulling on the leash at the same time.
It’s a chicken and a rooster
Yup, you read right: a chicken and a rooster, albeit behind a Rubbermaid fence.
Our house is right next to the Wissahickon Valley, and one of our neighbors with a large single property has taken it on himself to have a few chickens and roosters, and he lets them roam free. He says he “loves the fresh eggs in the morning.” Uh, ok. Now, our house is not in the immediate vicinity of this guy’s house, so I don’t know about the noise or smell issue, but I know when I see them out, they are quiet. I should say, when the dogs see them out, because all of a sudden the leash tightens, Kasia pulls, and Zush just says it’s just the birds. I laughed as I walked my nephew Greg up to his house the other day, because I remember a time when I first discovered that the chickens lived in the neighborhood, and would walk across the road into the Wissahickon valley. It seems that either time, the neighbor, or something/one else would occasionally subtract a chicken from the bunch.
By the way, what would you call it? A flock of chickens, a herd of chickens?
Sick with his shingle pain, looking really twisted up with agony, moaning, ..whatever,….then one or both of our fur kids come along and he starts laughing. We always knew our Zush, the older gal, was our child in a fur suit. Our friend, Georgine, says you talk to Zush and she looks at you with those eyes and its like she is looking into your soul. Zush is respectful if you aren’t well. She’ll curl up next to you and be quiet company, and , once in a while she’ll give you a kiss.
Kasia, the baby fur kid,may understand you aren’t feeling well, but she’ll still come up to you, hit you on the shoulder ever so gently, and as lousy as you feel, you can only smile when you rub her belly and she stands as still as a statue. For both of them, if you stop doing whatever they like you doing, they nudge you to tell you not to stop.You can only laugh at that.
Our gifts from God- they’re the best medicine in the world.
The title this morning is one I stole from the Kris Kristofferson song.
We are still going through Jim’s shingles, but despite everything, we are low key this morning. We went for Mass and then walked the beach for a while in Cape May. I couldn’t walk on the beach at the cove, as the storm from Friday took a chunk of the Cove beach.
We are savoring the peace and quiet, and the girls are waiting patiently for a walk.
Jim was convinced that he was tired enough to sleep last night, and he would have if the scratching from the shingles would have let him Fortunately, as we were at “Undisclosed location”, there is a second bedroom, complete with bed, so I managed, much to Jim’s chagrin, to get cozy and catch a couple straight hours sleep If that’s wasn’t happening, there’d be hell to pay!
We got up at 3 am and managed to finish packing to come up What I find so amusing is that neither of us wanted to come back up to the city-usually it’s me, but this time it was the both of us, oh,yes, and the girls included, as Kasia can run outside and get her ya-ya’s out, and Zush just loves the water.
Zush and Kasia had a good morning walk with their Mom. Kasia is out front standing guard and Zush is hanging with Mom until she leaves for work. I am savoring a good cup of coffee, and getting ready to leave.
If you are your own valentine, or have someone as a valentine- no matter what, savor the day! I even got my valentine some chocolate.( not that Jim will eat it around me)….
Enjoy the day!
…and if you happen to have a birthday today, like my friend Duch, more so the better.
Having a rough morning after a rough weekend at home. I can honestly say the highlight of my weekend was watching the Puppy Bowl on Animal Planet.
I was going to upload a picture of the excederin bottle to really give you a picture of how the caregiver is feeling today, but figured I’d stay positive and show you Zush’s baby sister, Kasia, who usually gives me this look when I come in the door in the afternoon, alleviating any need for Excederin.
We are being lazy this Super Bowl Sunday..outside of food shopping , taking care of the dogs, we are just vegging. Jim is still hurting, so we are laying low. Going to brew a nice Keurig cup and kicking my paws up…
The golden girls are having issues in this weather. No humidity or low humidity=golden retrievers with itch. So, cortisone shots,other meds and empty pockets later, we are home, hoping Jim will be feeling better.
The cold weather has been wrecking havoc with Zush and Kasia- their coats have been awfully dry-especially Zushers.
I had won a 50/50 so I treated Zush to what they call” a spa day”, or what I call a shampoo.They washed and conditioned her coat and actually massaged her coat with coconut oil. Kasia was spoiled before: her bath was a lavender one.
The shot is of Fluffernutter Zush… Clean, smelling pretty & content !
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