My girl left me for heaven one year ago today.
She sent me a gift from heaven to mark the occasion.
If you peer through the window, you will see “LB”, or Little Birdie. It is a fledgling blue jay who somehow has ended up on our porch. He came into our lives Sunday and has been in various positions on the porch bench. The shot above is Kasia checking in with her baby brother…lol.
The mother and father, I assume, have their nest in the front of our house.They have been back on numerous occasions during the day to check on LB and I have seen the Mom feed LB a worm or two.
I know, eventually, as all “kids” do, LB will leave the nest. Until then, thanks, Zush, for sending a little heart saver to us.
It is one month and three days until Zushie’s first anniversary.
Oh how I miss my Bestie!
I miss walking the beach with her; she loved that & swimming.
Kasia can’t be bothered.She prefers to run into the water, chase seagulls and that’s it.
When we were in the city, all Zush and I would do is walk and hike and walk and hike and, well, you get the idea.Half the time I think Kasia went along with us in order to hang with her pack, and that was it.
Zosia was my comfort. We both prayed together, or should I say, she stayed near-by me when I prayed.I remember when Pope Francis was on television, she watched me and listened to the television too.I really believed that she felt what I was feeling.She was the most sympathetic and empathetic girl.
I am waiting patiently to go through life, and pray that I’ll be able to meet up with her at the Rainbow Bridge.
Well, I really didn’t want either of them to leave me, Mom and Zosia.
I was left behind.
Today my Mom would have been 95 years old.
I remember all the years I tried to get Mom the perfect birthday present. As she would joke that the both of us are each other’s present, there were many years we swapped Christmas pins that people would give each of us for our birthdays.
I think I won, this year, though.
Babci( Grandmother in Polish) and Zosia…
She has my Bestie up there with her in heaven for her polka party.
Party on, Girls!
It has been four months and five days since I last gazed lovingly at this gal’s face, before she closed her eyes forever.
This morning, upon opening the Philadelphia Inquirer, my floodgates reopened.
One of their columnists, Stu Bykowsky, wrote a touching article about a group that formed for bereavement for people who have their fur children in terminal illness or who have lost them to the Rainbow Bridge.People who say “it’s only a dog, or cat.”, well; this is something that they got tired of hearing and they are pleased with the results.
The Cat Vet office, in downtown Philadelphia, gives them a free room for meetings once a month.There is talk of expanding. I cried when I thought of Zush as I read the touching stories of those who have lost their fur children. The author, himself, lost four pups and a cat to the Rainbow bridge.
I pray that my Zush is enjoying her friends and my family, and they are keeping her busy and running free and playing.
I pray I’ll see her again some day.
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.
Penthouse is the limit!
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.
Took a break while my shoulder tries to heal. The area was in question is on the inside of my right shoulder blade, in an awkward spot where it just hurts, seemingly, all of the time. It has gotten to the point where I have to travel Tuesday up to my orthopedist to figure out what’s what.
It also is that time of year where I lay back a bit. My Zosia has finally met my Dad in heaven. Dad left me 19 years ago today, and I have managed to get a slight bit of comfort knowing they are watching out for each other.
I miss the two of you terribly, Daddy and Zush, but will love you both forever. Sleep tight!
Anyone who has been put on prednisone knows how precious sleep is. It had been a while since I’ve been put on it and it was quite a, pardon the expression, rude awakening for me.
The first night I managed to get one hour of sleep. That was just great ***not***. The benefit of not sleeping was I went on line and found out what to do.
With help of the late, great Zush, I had Melatonin in the house, thank God. Last night I managed 5 hours of sleep and almost felt like a million dollars.
The good news is the symptoms were pretty much quieted with completion of the first dose. Today is day number three.
Four left to go.
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.
Yesterday,in the late afternoon, Zush was running out in the yard and had a serious fall.
At 15 1/2, she was confused and fell off the handicapped ramp. It kills me, because she was running out to greet me. She ate last night and pottied, but today is not too good.
Please send some good karma and/or prayers out to Kasia’s big sister.
I’m either hoping for a miracle or a smooth transition for her. She deserves no less.
My heart is breaking.
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.
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!
…and we are waiting for the winds and rain that are due to hit down here. It has been more like London than “Amity’ here.
One hard part is that Zush is feeling the aches and it is so hard for me to try to get her comfortable, although after a little while she does quiet down and go to sleep. I didn’t take it personally after I got my body down to the floor next to her bed to massage some oil onto her and as soon as I was done, she gets up like nothing hurts her, and then moves to her next sleeping spot.
So, gentle readers, keep my girl Zush, along with me in your thoughts. Care giving, be it canine or human, is rough, especially since they eventually can’t take me with them.
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!
Just for me: kids listen sometime, I guess!
Tomorrow I turn, God willing, 57.
Not too cheesy, considering I was due to check out at 33 from my first cancer.I am fortunate to have Jim, who has stood by me through some hard times.
I am going to spend quality time and prayerful time remembering all in my life, regardless if they are are still with me or gone.It is sad that despite going through everything I have, regarding my cancer history, it still tends to be just another day as you get older.
Please keep prayers going for Zush, who is having paw issues and may have to get a vet visit in tomorrow.The best present I get is every day I wake up and put two feet on the floor and I have both my girls with me.I have been blessed with them in my life.
My middle godson, Matthias, just turned 29 years old, and his brother turns 27 next month. My oldest godson, Mike, turns 40 on Black Friday.FORTY.I was 16 when he was born.
Where did those forty Novembers go?
I haven’t written a post of late because I have been mulling over a lot of stuff.
Poor Zush is hanging in there to the best of her ability.I start my physical therapy for my tendonopothy on Wednesday.My family is pretty much gone their on their own, so my days of making Thanksgiving are long gone.This week I was informed of three passings of friends and family.We are traveling up to the city for the holiday, as Jim’s Mom turns 98 on the 22nd.
As Simon and Garfunkel used to sing.”And the leaves that are green turn to brown.”
We have had a ton of rain over the past few days.
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
A bad day for the Zush…
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.
Zush is not feeling well.
I have to try to get her into the vet tomorrow, as she has been yelping on occasion and that is not good.What’s worse is I am a big tear-stained mom worrying about it.As someone who would have children would say, it’s rough when a child can’t tell you what’s wrong.Well, same thing for a fur child.
I’m keeping her on only potty walks and out of the heat.She’s eating and doing everything she should be doing, but the sharp yelp scares me: she’s obviously hurting.Please send some prayers or good karma up for my girl.
Motherhood…it’s not for the faint of heart.
By the amount of perspiration coming out of me and the fur girls, all I can say is I am thankful we are out of the city.I hate to imagine what the humidity is up in the city,
We get up,I take my medicine and then give Zush her medicine. Then we go out for a slight walk.Again, as I mentioned earlier in the post about Zush and her boyfriend,I let her lead the way.We don’t do too much,and then we come back and I do some chores and the girls veg.
As for me, I went to the pool Tuesday and got some exercising in.Now, with the humidity so high, well, I am able to get my 10,000 steps in and wait for another hazy, hot and humid day to go by and the time to pull my fall sweaters out!
We have had some humidity here for a few days, then, out of nowhere, cooling breezes come out of nowhere.
I have to make sure that the flowers I have planted have water, on occasions that we might actually get to go out on a non-rainy weekend day. For instance, Zush has an appointment at Pet Smart tomorrow for grooming.When the days were so humid, it was a sin for her, as I had not had her coat blown out yet and I KNOW she was uncomfortable.Tomorrow we will remedy it.
They claim one of the weekend days here will be wet: which one is anyone’s guess.
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.
We have another Christmas party to attend tonight.
I am convinced it’s a communist plot to get me out of my Danskin hoodie and make me actually brush my hair and put on some lipstick. After all, I am retired, but, as I constantly say, I have to be in this neighborhood for a long time, so you have to socialize with friends and neighbors.
This social schedule makes me double-time my Fit Bit stepping, and add the fact that it gets darker a little quicker makes it an issue for me. I try to get Zosia’s medicine in her and then we try to go and a decent walk in.Not only does it get my steps in but it gets both girls some exercise and empty tanks, as a rule.
Please be careful, dear reader,if you are out and about, as you realize that alcohol, in some form, is usually at a holiday party.After all, it would be nice to be able to see many more holiday parties for years to come.
Ok, so my tree is up but I haven’t managed to get out to see any Christmas decorations yet.
We were in Congress Hall the other week and it was Christmas-y but tonight was the actual tree lighting ceremony, but instead we are here.
Friends of Jim’s are coming tomorrow so the house got the once over today and instead of taking in the sights we are here at home.**sigh**
I probably will wait until later and try to catch a Christmas movie on tv, figuring that’s as close as I am going to get, for now.Actually, I have to keep an eye on Zush, as I suspect she is not feeling too well, so I’ll probably be monitoring her to make sure she is ok.
My sister has her Christmas decorations up outside, so maybe we’ll try to go out more when it is dark out, so at least there’ll be a little warmth of the season in my heart, until I can see some lights.
The pup who was having a hard time with meds and stuff, my Zusher, well…
She got some bones from Utah and I haven’t seen her attack anything with such vigor in a while.
I’m glad she has the vigor.
Up at 4am tomorrow morning for Election Day here in the Garden State.Now, I have to factor in making everyone get their medicine and a quick walk, as they will be with Dad for the bulk of the day. Not quite as easy as the primary elections: I’m due to work the polls in beautiful downtown Cape May, New Jersey, where somehow the phrase “vote early and often” is something I am sure I’ll hear in my head, being a former Philadelphia: obviously that isn’t muttered in Cape May.
Long day tomorrow…here’s hoping the best people win.
Subaru is currently getting folks to enter and vote for pets in the Subaru Pet hall of Fame.
I entered the Zusher.
The link to vote is at the top of this page and if you should see it on Facebook, the picture above is the one I entered for the Zush.
Please vote for my girl, and if you could share this post,Zusher and I would truly appreciate it. If you are going into the site and can’t recognize her, search for ” Zush” and you will get her entry and the little blip I wrote to submit for her.You can vote daily through the end of November and, again, thanks!
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?
A good day to take care of the entire family.
We have finished our first nine months of living full time here, away from the big city.
I would lie if I said I don’t miss the big city, because there are occasions that I do miss certain aspects of my prior life.We used to love close to Fairmount Park, and I miss having the ability to take the girls back there on occasion. When we lived on Rochelle, we were back there all the time.Now that it is October, I know the colors in the park will be spectacular, and although there are trees here, well, it’s not the same as where we first lived.
It is a dreary day here, as Hurricane/Tropical Storm Jauquin is working its’ way up the coast.It matches my mood here, as I am having Zush go for her second blood work today at the vet and worry is an understatement. I am just hoping to keep my girl going as long as I possibly can. There is something about being down here in stormy weather that just really brings out.After seeing, and reading, “The Perfect Storm”, weather is magnified when walking down by the bay. I would never have this atmosphere back in the city.
The first bunch of months here are in the books. I am hoping that we get through the next bunch well, and we stay happy and relatively healthy. I can’t pray and ask for more.
I went to the Doctor this morning for my physical.I have been on the fit bit zip side Halloween 2014,and today, when I stood on the scale, I am down a total of 40 lbs since then-down 10 since March.If that doesn’t give testimony to the viability of the fit bit zip, I don’t know what does.
I looked at today as the fall tune-up for the auto season for the winter. I got my blood work done and we’ll see if hopefully,all numbers for me will be good.With that out-of-the-way, all is left is Zush and taking her in Thursday afternoon for her blood work second set. Please keep the prayers and good puppy mojo going for our girl.
It’s getting to a point where my job is my job and that’s great.
My baby Zusher isn’t well.
I am trying to see with the first call from the lead vet, and waiting for the information for the second reading of the labs from a Philly vet, in order to take her for her second opinion.
If we get good new, for which I am praying, that would be great. If not and hospice is the term for Zush, I probable will leave the job to savor every day I have with the girls.
It all is in the hand’s of God and his hands on the heads of the vets.
Still praying for the girls….ALWAYS.
We’re off to the vet today.
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.
As for me and my girls…we’ll catch up.
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
Today is my Sunday.
I got all the pups up and fed, and then we went down to the bay for a walk. While I was getting them on leashes, I noticed we had a ton of tomatoes on the vines.
When we finished our two mile walk. I gave the only swimmer of the day, Zush, a mandatory shampoo, as golden retrievers are infamous for itchy skin, and then turned my thoughts back to tomatoes.
One of my childhood favorites was a tomato sandwich on white Italian bread with a little mayonnaise…that thought had my mouth watering, and I tweaked it with a slice of Cooper sharp cheese…yummo!!!!!
It was pretty darn good.if a sandwich can make my day, well, this trip down memory lane did.
Gentle reader, if you remember in a prior post I lamented about the death of my MacBook Pro.
Well, this evening, I called apple knowing I was out of warranty, but they were going to try to help resurrect my Mac.In the meantime, here in Jim’s office, I had three dogs under my feet and the desk.Jim wasn’t very happy with that, and was literally dragging my heart, my Zush, out of the office and as he did, the power cord fell down and we reconnected it.
Not only did the computer come on, but also it is charging.
I feel as though I have gotten wind back in my sails thanks to Zush and Jim’s short fuse. Otherwise, we would have been lamenting a potential trip to the Apple store. Instead, all we need is a new mac power cord!
God,I miss my Powerbook.
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 can’t believe July is almost over.
I was hoping to have had some time for rest and relaxation. Instead,I am working. I would have liked to spent time working in my garden. It unfortunately looks like the amount of time I have spent on it.I have enjoyed taking the girls down to the bay before, but now, I have to savor having them at the beach once a week.
We had to take Zush to the vet tonight because she has had a GI bug of sorts.Hopefully, the medicine and temporary diet change we are going to have to do will have her feeling better. It is a bittersweet reminder about how short life is, and it needs to be enjoyed.
I am determined that this last month of August will have me actually taking more time to enjoy things.They say you know what you have missed after it has passed you by.
Here’s to stopping the train, getting off, and savoring what’s left of life.
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.
If only every day could be “Saturday”….
Tomorrow I go back to work.
I’ll be with the ferry, and it would appear, as it is busy season, that I’ll be working **choking** full-time, at least for a couple of weeks.
**Wondering where my retirement went**
It is a good spot to be at, as opposed to where I recently was at, so I am not really concerned regarding that.I am wondering how my poor old body will handle getting up at 5:30 so the girls can get a good walk, work a full day, come home and figure out what’s for dinner, walk the girls again, shower and get to bed.
I really haven’t had to do that full-time since January 2nd.
I’ll be by the water, which, in my book, is the best place to be.The flip side is that my girls will be missing me, as I them, while I am not here.With Zush at the tender age of 13, I know every moment I have with her is precious, so I just am going to have to triple up with her when I am home.
Here’s hoping for a good run.
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.
If you grew up in the East Coast in the 60’s, you know that Fluffernutter is a term used for a peanut butter and marshmallow fluff sandwich.A friend of mine nicknames Zush that when she was a little pup.
We went to Pet Smart today and Zush had gotten her Furminator service done: it gets a good percentage of her winter coat off without leaving her subject to a sunburn. She also got her nails trimmed and her teeth brushed. She is nice and fluffy.
Below is a picture of her post-trim, which is photobombed by her sister Kasia. She loves her Fluffernutter!
The Cutest Pup contest that I had blogged about is over.
The contest benefited the Rogue Sanctuary and Animal Refuge,and they were a worthy cause for the contest.As you know,if you have been following this blog,both of my girls are rescue girls.Zush came from SPCA and Kasia came from G.R.A.P.E, which stands for Golden Retriever Adoption Placement Education. This is the reason I participated in this contest;to honor rescues!
I received the email this morning that Zush won the contest.If you are a reader of this blog and actually took the time to click on links to vote for my girl, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.I appreciate the support.
I KNOW THIS IS A REPEAT, BUT PLEASE KEEP VOTING FOR THE ZUSH…we both thank you!
Zush Ciliberti is entered in the cutest pup contest but I need you guys to go and vote for her.
You all know her picture by now, plus she is the only pup wearing glasses…lol.
This benefits the Rogue shelter and costs you nothing…vote for my best gal and please, PLEASE share with all your friends and have them throw a vote for the Zusher.Vote early and often( just because I am out of Philadelphia doesn’t mean some things change..lol) until May 1.
Thank you from Zusher and Mar..click on upload contest pictures when on their page and the photos will come up…Smooches!
Here is the link, and please remember to vote daily until May 1, 2015.
This is the picture you are looking for….
Zush Ciliberti is entered in the cutest pup contest but I need you guys to go and vote for her.
You all know her picture by now, plus she is the only pup wearing glasses…lol.
This benefits the Rogue shelter and costs you nothing…vote for my best gal and please, PLEASE share with all your friends and have them throw a vote for the Zusher.Vote early and often( just because I am out of Philadelphia doesn’t mean some things change..lol) until May 1.
Thank you from Zusher and Mar..click on upload contest pictures when on their page and the photos will come up…Smooches!
Here is the link, and please remember to vote daily until May 1, 2015.
This is the picture you are looking for….
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.
She’s still my Kasia and she is a Sweetie!
Zush is really my bestie.
She tolerates Jim putting his glasses on her and actually sits for it with an invisible little bubble over her head that would say,” But it’s my Dad, so I guess I have to.”
It is hard for me to leash her, because she is so well-behaved, but in season, the law here is all dogs must be on a leash.I look over to her and tell her she has to have a leash on and she looks up at me and I can feel her sigh.She resigns herself to the fact and hangs in as we walk, and just goes bananas when we get close to the house.Once she gets into the yard,she says with her eyes,”Will you get this leash off of me?”
She really has hung with me, especially through the first few months of retirement, to the point where Jim said her eyes follow me where ever I am in the house.
She’s my heart!
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.
There is a history behind my affection for squirrels.
When I was a kid, my Mom let me go to the local recreation center and one of the first arts and crafts that I did was painting a plaster of paris mold of a squirrel. I loved that statue and it was around for a full time.As a kid, I’d go with my best friend, Karen, and we’d collect acorns and put them in the trees for the squirrels.Seriously.We did.
When I got older and was up Penn State’s main campus,I met the timid, almost tame squirrels.I was in heaven.When Zush came into my life, she chased squirrels and she became my squirrel girl.
It was very funny.that as we go for walks here, I found a sign that I was meant to be here.
The picture is below.
We had some snow fall today.
The forecast had me out early walking the girls, or should I say, Zush led the way and we walked a ton today. Fortunately we came in to pass out just as the snow was starting to flurry.I spoke to a former co-worker who gleefully let me know school children in the city were being let out at 1:30PM. I lamented the fact that I couldn’t call in for a snow sick day, or vacation day, or whatever. We laughed about that.
So January is half way done.
Spring is just around the corner.
My gut was a touch bit better this morning…not much, but enough to move around.
The girls and I had some significant walks today, as the weather cooperated so we took in what we could, keeping in mind not to tax out Zush and her stitches.Jim, unfortunately, had to work so we went without him.
When you go through a stretch of a weather as we have, with apologizes to my Wisconsin family and friends, you get to appreciate a 35+ degree day.The sun coming down on the bay actually gave the illusion that the bay could have had July sun on it rather than January.
It was good to be home.
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.
We are blessed that we are all together.
Mother nature is giving me a break.
If you have been following this blog with any regularity, you know I have been trying to do fitbit zip version walking daily since Halloween.I really have been getting into it, especially since I have seen eighteen pounds disappear since then.
Tomorrow,here at Undisclosed, it’s due to be cold. Not quite Wisconsin cold, but cold none the less.The girls will have to go out, but not as far as we have been.I will be bundling up, but as a sent a quick message to my friend and sister KJ earlier today, God wants me fit, not with pneumonia.
As it would only be day three of retirement, I think a little down time will be in order, and as Zush’s surgery is scheduled for Thursday morning, well, I will try to get some quiet one on one time with her.She is getting a ruptured cyst off of her left rear leg.Any prayers or good mojo that you can send for her would greatly appreciated.
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.
Zush and Kasia and I did our walking today.
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.
My nephew Greg paid me a visit to me today.He was kind enough to pick up a prescription for Zush.
During our visit, I started busting on him about Words with friends.They give you an opportunity to nudge a player when they are not playing the game fast enough.
I said to Greg,”I hate when you do that.”**meaning hitting the nudge thing on Words with friends**
Then I showed him my knitting I am working on, and I told him that,” Here, now I am going to nudge you with my knitting.”…lol. I am working on a chenille eternity scarf. It is keeping me busy in the car when the light is good.
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.
They say that there is often sympathetic pain when a family member is suffering.
Zush has her issue with the cyst on her rear left leg. Me? My lower spine is knotted up tighter than a Philadelphia soft pretzel. I had been sleeping off and on since four o’clock this afternoon .My brother-in-law and Jim’s nephew Tom were over and I was completely oblivious to it,
Now I am up and having a little rice pudding for dinner, typing the post, and then a shower and bed, only to be up at three to head back up to the city.It truly will be sweet once the two of us are back on all our wheels again.
Here’s hoping your night is good, your week is better and the weekend comes really quickly!
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.
Hold a good thought for her, ok? Thanks.
Looking at Zusher’s rear paw tonight. She has a large benign growth on it and it really hadn’t been slowing her down.
All of a sudden, something made me look at it tonight and it was like it got irritated or rubbed or she was getting at it.The fur around the area is bloody.
Going to try to get in to out new vet tomorrow morning to see what they can do to make her comfortable,
Hold prayers and or good thoughts for my girl, so she’ll be able to be made comfortable.
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.
As Martha Stewart would say…”It’s a good thing.”
We had gone through pot roast withdrawal for a bit.You know, when it is warmer out, pot roast is not necessarily food on top of your ” must have it now” list.
As it is now mid-October, we here in the Mid-Atlantic states have reached, at least for now, a genuine dip into October weather.When that happens, it was like an automatic reflex:I reach for the crock pot.Having a mom home for most of my life, I grew up with someone who was home and poured love into her meals. As times have changed,I discovered that the I can get the love in a meal via the crock pot.
I put carrots,peeled potatoes, celery and onion in the crock pot and then put the cut up pieces of chuck roast in.I normally cut it up when I know I am having company for dinner.Then, for trying something new, I purchased Campbell’s tavern pot roast sauce. All you had to is open the pocket and put it in the pot.
Cooking the pot roast was easy,as low and slow me a very tender pot roast.It smelled so good, the Zush the invalid come around to be a little bit. It was a hit across the board.
We managed to get in to the vet with Zush today.She isn’t yelping all the time, but the sporadic yelps let me know she is uncomfortable.He gave her another shot of cortisone and we are leash walking her only for potty walks so she can heal.
It’s a job.
After we got her in for her first shot, combined with the pain killers, she was feeling so good she went and tweaked her back again.That’s the rough part about working. You don’t know if you missed her doing something or she did it while we were working or what.It’s frustrating because you don’t know why and, like an infant or toddler, you are left to wonder what’s the problem.
Down here at Undisclosed, I found a new vet, who is willing to help us until we are down here full-time. I am going to be working with the Cape May Veterinary Hospital with taking care of Zush as needed when we are down here. Eventually they’ll be our new vet.They were so nice over the phone and I felt comforted by them and knew it would be a good fit with the girls.
Hold good thoughts for both the fur girls, especially Zush.
We’ll keep you posted.
It’s been that kind of day.
To top it off, I came home and Zush is hurting again.The yelp is back, albeit it very sporadic.The Zusher needs to be monitored constantly. Unfortunately, I have to be at work and Jim is busy during the day.When I left her this morning there was no yelp. This afternoon, I cam through the door and it’s almost being back at square 3.She isn’t constantly yelping. I wish she wasn’t yelping, period.
Please hold a good thought or say a little prayer for the Zush, and hold a good thought for Mom, i.e.,me.It’s rough when you don’t know what’s wrong with the baby!
I have been constantly harped on by certain folk, who have since been left by me on the wayside, about how I should have adopted children but I was selfish for choosing animals.Oh well….my fur kids are my kids. No excuses.
So I have new sympathy for parents,going through what I have with Zush the past few days.She had her shot, she’s getting her medicine, but she’s still yelping, albeit nowhere as much as she had been. I know I have to know miracles don’t happen, and she’s getting older, and the end result? I just want her to be better.Her yelping gets me.I know she can’t tell me, and I know I have a job to be at and I can’t be with her every minute.I feel like a mom running after a kid with a tissue to wipe its’ news.
Would I change it for a minute? Hell no. I am blessed to have my two girls.
The expressway was angry that day.
Well, not actually the expressway.
I left work at 5PM.
Where my bus would take the exit, there was a major back-up on the expressway because the accident closed the main road up to my current homestead.Fortunately,my nephew Greg was there to save the day.
Zush isn’t feeling well: she’s in some pain. Greg was able to go to the vet for me and pick up her medicine.We were going to meet and I was going to pay him and then we’d part.Little did we know from the texts we exchanged and I exchanged with Jim that I would still be on the bus at 6:24 and not able to get off until 6:35 by Greg’s phone.He was the one who found out what happened and I was able to relay the news to my new friends on the bus.It was like being on a lifeboat.You let your loved ones know you were ok and put dinner in the refrigerator because it’s going to be a while until I come home.Then there were the “Hello Dr Soso? I can’t make my 6:15 appointment, as I am parked in a 9 bus on the Schuylkill expressway.”There were no useless conversations on the bus today.We were all tired and frustrated adults who just wanted to get home.
Retirement looking really good right now.
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.
Have a good weekend! Be safe!
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 don’t think I’ve had a bee sting in 20 years.
You know what? It still hurts.
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.
Stay cool, folks!
It has been a good day.
Zush got her summer haircut, which is making her comfortable. We got some really good walks in.Our neighbors invited us to a “man cave/pool” warming.Now we are kicked back and everyone is relaxing.
We had a beautiful late day sun down on the bay, making us appreciate the distance from the city even more, and now, with the windows open, a beautiful breeze is sailing through the house.
Here’s hoping your day was that good!
I am working a traditional 9 to 5 shift today, since I will be heading westward to attend my nephew Matt’s wedding to his fiancée Kat.
In the meantime,it’s due to rain today.BIG TIME…I just read the weather and there is also the chance of a thundershower.I can only hope that if it does happen, it’s when Jim is home. Zush, who is 12,is an old girl like me. As she has gotten older, thunder scares her to no end. Fortunately we are not to point of wearing thunder shirts or medicating her, but it’s rough to think of what her day will be like today.
It’s rough being a dog mom: I can only imagine what you real moms go through.
Zush gets her vet visit on Friday morning and I went to my doctor today.
Evidently, the equation of more than halting off a water pill is not very smart, as far as I am concerned.My legs have been swollen, I am not a salt girl, and I was scared.
I went to my doctor this morning with my low blood pressure and he determined that going from 50 mg to 12.5mg wasn’t working….you think?
New medication starts today so we’ll see what’s what. I can’t say I am in pain: I just am really uncomfortable.
Both Zush and I are slightly under the weather.
Thursday night we were coming in and I think Zush hurt her back paw enough that she kept her weight off it for a few moments. I don’t know what’s going on with me but my right leg is swollen up and have no clue on what’s what.
We are both keeping our walks to the least possible, to see if we both feel better. It’s not really what I need to be worrying about right now, but, hopefully, us old girls will have all our legs working well soon.
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
I don’t know if it’s unpacking boxes and bags, or getting back to work on Monday but I sit here with a case of the February blahs.
I know I shouldn’t: today is my Zushs’ twelfth birthday, weather was decent, I am out of the city and yet, I don’t know.Maybe I am reading too many sad stores on line.Maybe my mind just keeps racing onto so many topics.Maybe I just need a swift kick in the butt.**Joking**.
We have little furniture in here as of yet,and maybe I am just tired of hacking away on a laptop while sitting bent over a counter. Visions of the old house and my big,roomy desk come dancing through my head.Add onto that the falls from last week, and I think I just need to unwind from the crap I am subjecting my body to.
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.
My snow bunnies greet me.
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?
Happy Groundhogs’ Day!
Had to book a 6:30 am with the vet for our Zusher.
She was scratching her elbows so badly that they were actually bleeding and scaring me, to a point.
We couldn’t have her back on steroids because she is on arthritis medicine that is actually working,
so we are going to boost up the trans-fats in her diet to get some moisture in her.
The good news is her ticker is hale and hearty-words to warm any dog ma’s heart.
…and although I have no immediate member in the family who serves, there are plenty
of guys I know, who are basically sons of friends of mine.I also had my grandfather,
my Dad and uncles who have served. To those of you still serving, thank you for the
security and safety you give us and I keep you all in my prayers. To those in the
heavenly corps. I salute you.
…and it’s also my nephew Matt’s birthday. It seems as though it was only yesterday
I went with him and his dad and Zush for road trips out to Millersville for Zush to
get some serious squirrel chasing in.Now he’s got a good woman by his side, a decent
job, and hopes for a great future.Happy birthday Matthias. I have never been so proud
…in the morning.
That’s what time it is.
Sleep? What’s that?
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**
Flannel shirts, polar fleece…it’s the time I love best.
Zush tends to have a better spring in her step. Kasia keeps pace with her with not a problem.
Shingleman and I love gong to Undisclosed because the vacationers
are gone and it’s nice and quiet.
Here’s hoping for a wonderful fall for all!
The girls and I are hanging around trying to get our day started.
We had a good night and morning, with the advent of the cool front,or Zush off her meds, or a combination of both. Now if I could only get the weather to cooperate, well, the grey in my hair would cut down considerably.
It is a good week to be on vacation. We are enjoying the quiet of the neighborhood, and will probably return back to Undisclosed De
ux later today.It’s kind of funny though, because,you really don’t mind the city when the weather cools and the kids are back in school.
It is a little rough getting started though, because behind the Candelabra is on HBO again. It’s so funny, knowing Michael Douglas and Catherine Zeta Jones are separated now: as I mentioned in a previous blog-Douglas does such a convincing Liberace, in my opinion, that I’d be wondering about him when he came home if I was his spouse….loll
A Happy New Year to my Jewish friends and to all of you, thanks for good thoughts and prayers for the Zusher. I appreciate it!
The trip up for Zush had the vet telling me that Zush has to be watched.
We have to stop one med and watch her.As it gets a little cooler this week, we’ll
see if there is any change.Hopefully there will be, God willing. If not,down to
the vet we go on Monday morning.
Managed to get some laundry done and have issues perking that are right on
time to keep my head weighed down even more. All a part of life, I guess. I
made sick calls for Church, only to be told my buddy is now sleeping half a day.
Just the kind of stuff to break your heart.
Hopefully,the shore will pick us back up, at least for a little while.
I wasn’t in good shape today.
My Zosia girl is 12 years old, and the heat and humidity at Undisclosed was getting to her. The internet, being a curse and blessing, had me looking up symptoms on-line and I, quite frankly was losing it. I had no motivation to do anything today but to be by her side.
It is amazing how conscious you can be of loss, or impending loss,as I felt when my parents were leaving me.I know Zush now tends to have issues like she had today: doesn’t make things any easier for me though.
I just keep praying that I have my best bud around for a few more years. Yes I know it’s selfish but the loss would truly go down to my core.
Hold a good thought and prayer for the Zusher- she gives so much good karma and happiness to people, I am hoping she gets to do it for a bit longer.
Tomorrow is our eleventh wedding anniversary.
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!
We are all cooped up in the cottage and Kasia is going nuts. Obviously there is an animal out there that she wants to check out.
We have the Phillies on the radio, Zush is gently snoring, and Jim and I are on the computer.
It is funny, how with us not having a home right now, we have crammed enough stuff in here but it is far from homey.Jim is standing watching his PC and I am tucked away in a corner.
When sleep finally comes tonight, you can rest assured we will be dreaming of a finished home.
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
Hopefully ,by this time tomorrow,I’ll have an idea of what is going on with my back. The pain has gotten down considerably with Aleve and icing at night and morning. When you have enough medical history as I do, well,it still gives you a few nervous moments.
We went on a family walk last night and all enjoyed the nice breezy weather.It’s incredible to see how much more energy Zush has, as do I, when the weather breaks for a bit. It made me stop and realize that half of August is gone.
Enjoy your Thursday!
So we had the heat wave and it broke for a few days.
The heat was long enough that Zush and I became wedded to the air conditioner.We were happy-Zush and I.Alas, it has caught up to me.
I woke up this morning suffering from air-condition-itis.Sore throat, post nasal drip, that little nagging cough…I knew my life was made more comfortable by the air, but there is always a price to pay, at least for me.
Whenever someone asks about sinuses, I would always say I suffer from Philadelphian sinuses in summer and winter, and allergies in spring in fall.
Most of the summer went by without a hitch. The bill has been presented now and I see an ENT visit in the near future.
I don’t mean I have a lot of pull.
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.
I am worried about my girl, Zush.
Zush is twelve years old and I am afraid that her age is catching up to her in this heat. Hell, the heat is catching up with me, too.
We have had the air-conditioning on full steam, and I just tried to see if she wanted to go out. It’s like she is glued to the carpet.
Keep a good thought for my girl: she’s my baby.
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,
We’ll see what the weather brings…..
It’s a little humid today.
Humid enough for the air conditioner to be on.
The girls had their walk with me and Jim, because it is Father’s Day, and even though the fur girls never met their grandfathers , they have a helluva dad in Jim.
Happy Father’s Day to everyone who is a Dad, a single Mom doing double jobs, or even a fur Dad- have a wonderful day!
So guess where Jim is?
He says he knows he can’t sleep, so he’s back down Rochelle Avenue, seeing his friend Mike.
The girls and I are stuck here at Domicile 2. Nothing like being stuck where you don’t want to be.
Hope I can sleep through!!!
Something’s just don’t add up.
Two adults. 2 dogs, three rooms.
So if I appear a little out of sorts , please forgive me.
The girls and I are only along for the ride.**sigh**
I am alone with Zush and Kasia. Jim and our neighbor Mike are on their way back from the storage locker. We still have a bed and sofa to move while Jim still has the truck.
I gave the girls a good walk with some neighbors before I go out and finish putting together what needs to be done. As I sit here sipping some juice, I can only thank this house. I miss it already.
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.
I am out of gas.
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.
Come on, November!
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”
Prayers and good thoughts always appreciated.
…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.
Don’t know what I’d do without them.
Well, we are back here in the middle of the change central.
To give the girls some sense of continuity, I brought home smoked beef bones for them to work on. Kasia ? Eh, not right now Mom…..Zush? Happy like a clam!
Glad someone’s happy …,,
Zush is panting even with her new look and I put a summer nightgown on after my shower tonight. Kasia is snoring softly under the ceiling fan .
Right on time? Jim has started coughing and claims he is cold,and is actually threatening to get our his wool hat for his short hair.
Welcome to summer at the Shinglemans! It’s going to be a long one!
It’s the day after Zush’s day of beauty.
As you can see by her “close-up”, it was hard work. We had a rough night with the rain, and after a morning walk with me and Kasia, she is ready for a nap!
Jim is busy running around trying to accomplish things, so the girls and I will fit a few more walks in, based on the weather, and then Zush’s beauty weekend will officially be in the books.
That is not a fair statement, because Zush and Kasia are both beautiful girls-we are blessed with our fur gals. They keep our sanity!( not that Jim would ever publicly admit to it…)
Enjoy your Sunday.
Here is Zush after the fact: Kasia is growling -she doesn’t recognize her sister!
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.
Please keep sending good vibes and/or prayers.
Worked some overtime today, but was glad to run out home to Jim and the girls.
The rain had been sporadic all day, yet we have to put the fan on because its’ so humid.
So after a quick dinner, Kasia, Zush and I walked the neighborhood. Now we are kicking back before bedtime… Ready to fight again tomorrow.
It has been that kind of day.
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 take our fur children with us whenever we can because basically they are good dogs.
When they are not welcome, well,for now I might go solo, but like me, the kids are getting older, especially Zush . Like folks who stay home when they’re not wanted, I’ll be with them.
They are my kids- end of story
It’s a beautiful morning.
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.
Happy Palm Sunday!
It’s Saturday morning..
I am watching Food Network;” The Best thing I ever ate”. Zush is sitting next to me and we are both basking in the warmth of the sunshine.
Life is good.
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.
Happy spring to you all!
Happy that it’s a beautiful day, and even though weather changes are in the air, the sun feels good.
Zush and Kasia had worked their magic on some home bound folks and seniors: so proud am I of them.
Glad Jim and I decided to be retired for the next three days: should be
interesting if we survive…lol
I’m not looking forward to the busy season starting on Tuesday… Makes me appreciate each moment.
So grateful we are all together, on our respective feet and paws…
Have a fabulous weekend!
I finished making brownies last night for Jim to take to work.
Once I was done and upstairs. I made a mistake- I looked at Facebook.
A passing acquaintance of mine, who is a mutual friend of my buddy Kath who fostered my Zush, posted. Her old girl is hanging in, but soon to see the rainbow bridge.
It hit me. … hard… like a punch in the solar plexus. I’ve lived with Zush longer, and she’s a Golden retriever mix. Jen’s dog is a lab. It was the picture and post that got me. My chest got tight, I couldn’t breathe… I felt Jen’s sadness.
A good friend of mine threw the quote at me once that the problem with dogs were that their lives aren’t long enough.
In my humble opinion? How true! It makes me cherish my girls even more.
A good friend in the office is teetering on the brink of labor…I am so thankful I get to miss the madness…lol. Children are nice but
it’s always good to give them back to their parents.
Boston is allegedly going to be snowed under this weekend. I have never been so happy to be a mid Atlantic state.
Kasia’s leg gets unbandaged today. I am thankful my baby girl kept her bandage on like a trooper!
While taking the girls out for their walk after work, I noticed, this week, that it’s staying lighter a little longer. Yay!
I am grateful that although I can support Girl Scouts all I want, no one is holding a gun to my head : thank God for an office where I can put the
cookies the next aisle over from me!
Have a great weekend!Below is a picture of my kids and their Dad!
..with a morning with me getting dressed in a coma. End result? Two different colored blue socks now reside on my feet.
Left my Iphone at the house, and my nephew Greg couldn’t find it, although to his credit, he did give it the old college try.
My lower back is on the verge of rebelling against the rest of my body.
People are awfully LOUD today…it may blizzard later tomorrow, but they are acting like it’s a snow day here.
Kasia is making her way around ok: she’s taking her medicine and actually listening to people for a change.
The rest of the family is hanging in there.
I guess it’s a wash. LOL
…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.
Managed to escape from the big city for a little.
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.
Have a good weekend!
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.
Is it Friday yet?
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.
We’re watching the Baltimore/Denver football game, and of course, coughing, belching, laughing… All kind of painful.Zush has been hobbling around this afternoon: her mind tells her to run and her legs ask her why she did run….
Zush has had her meds, as soon as the game is over, I’ll have had my meds for these painful ribs.
Just don’t make us laugh!
Kasia, Zush, Jim and I are out at Undisclosed west, spending New Years with our friend Tim and Juls March and their fur kids.
We are attending a First night celebration in downtown Carlisle , PA. It is a rocking and rolling spot with exception of one thing- it would seem my cough has returned with a vengeance .
Outside of that , here’s wishing you a 2013 filled with good times, good health, good friends and the best life can offer.
….especially, my Zush.
We had a few scary instances of Zush’s legs giving out on her the past few days. It was especially scary when Jim would be upstairs, I would be in the kitchen and I’d hear her paws sliding on the floor and then hear a ‘thunk”- meaning she’d fallen.
Mercifully my Vet had 6:30 am hours for this morning so Jim and I got up early and got Zush to the vet.
Evidently, no I have to put her on puppy Celebrex and hopefully this will ease her inflammation.
I don’t think they do titanium replacements for pups, yet, or else we’d be the first 2-legged mother and 4-legged daughter to match!
Hold a good thought for the Zush- she sure can use it!
Got a heavenly gift to wrap up a wonderful day.
We came out from Mass to a sherbet colored sky. We went down to the Cove beach, where I took some shots.
Thanks to family and friends, it was a nice day. Jim, Zush and Kasia had quality time with me, making the day even more special.
Always nice to get a year under your belt!
It’s a quiet Sunday.
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.
Here’s hoping for a good week for us all.
The price was paid by me last weekend….let things go and you have to eventually do them anyway.
Happily we are done and the weekend will, hopefully be back to normal. We are pulling up the backup juicer so ,for now, it’ll be used on weekends.We might give a go to 2 juiced meals on each day of the weekend: we will see how that fares out. Actually, another good reason to be juicing is I start dental work on Monday: I would sooner have fresh juice than Ensure…lol
I am going to get some fine quality walks in this weekend:for now, it looks as though the weather will cooperate. With it being November, it’ll be more Zush’ type of walking weather, as she has a thick coat and loves when it is nippy out.
No matter what your plans are this weekend, stay warm and enjoy!
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.
It made it feel like Halloween- old school!
We had wonderful weather yesterday and so far today, but as far as I am concerned, four days away from the city and job are the ticket.
The wash is about five minutes away from hanging, after that the girls get their walk with Mommy, and then if Mommy is lucky, I’ll get some quiet time to sit out and read. Oh, I forgot one thing- tomato bath for Kasia the skunk girl. Shingleman says he will help me with that….
Film at 11.
How grateful am I to have had a chunk of time off. It gave me the chance to relax, spend quality time with Zush, bond tighter with Kasia, ….in short, a chance to kick back.
The weather cooperated enough to get us dog walking daily and savor the peace and quiet .Thankful, I think, all three of us are.
I was so grateful to step away from the office and kind of experience a taste of retirement. I am ready for it!
Shingleman is coming down today-always nice and grateful for having him in my life.
My final gratitude moment is for hydrocortisone cream/ rubbing alcohol/witch hazel… Mosquito bites are almost tolerable!
Have a good weekend!
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!
Ten years with my Shingleman…I can’t remember life without him.
Above mentioned anniversary, which pushed me to take my first 9 day vacation in ten years…I don’t know hot to behave.
Two crazy fur girls who love the water as much as I do, even though I am going to have to give them a bath tomorrow.
The coming of fall and good-bye to mosquitoes.
One of my BFF, Juls, has successful surgery on her shoulder today-thanks for your prayers, folks.
Have a wonderful weekend !!!!
My Zusher lost another pal.
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.
Love my gals and am blessed to have them!
What is it about the rain?
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,..
…there’s always something!
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.
Come on, autumn!
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.
Here’s hoping you are relaxing, staying cool!
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?
Wishing you your best kind of Saturday!