Regardless of the situation, no matter how hopeless the outcome may be, I will never quit, and I will never back down. I have become the wolf.

Posts tagged ‘dog’

It’s a “Super Monday”

4:30 Monday afternoon.  Spent the most wonderful morning and afternoon snuggled with Oscar in my big red chair.  The snow is drifting down in handfuls.  I’ll bed we’ve gotten over three inches today alone.  I love watching the birds play “battledome” at the feeders.  All of them vying for the choicest piece of birdseed, then racing back to the shrubs where they can eat in somewhat warmth.  There must be 100 birds that live in the shrubs outside my side door.  When I open the door to let Oscar out, it’s like a peeps chorus line greeting me every time.

I got my granddaughters’ 2012 piece of bearthday jewelry today.  It’s a silver cat face outline with a four-leaf clover inset in glass where the face goes.  Perfect for year 3.  In case I’ve forgotten to fill you all in, every year on her bearthday, I buy her a piece of jewelry and put it in a box.  On her eighteenth bearthday, she will get this gift of seventeen years of thoughts and finding the perfect piece of jewelry for.  I try to include Peridot or a shade of green to represent Peridot in all her gifts.

“Peridot is a stone of lightness and beauty. Only spiritual or clear-minded persons should use Peridot. The person with too many earthly problems will not be able to understand the beauty of the Peridot. The very spiritual can wear Peridot in a necklace with the stone at the base of the throat to feel its soothing effect. Used in a necklace, Peridot is a protector against negative emotions.”

Since she is also a Leo (like her grandma B), cats or their other worldly likenesses will also be used for her bearthday pieces.

I’m missing my grands something bad.  I haven’t seen them or heard from them since Christmas.  I asked a few weeks ago if I could come down for a few days and haven’t heard anything back, so I’m guessing that’s a no.  It’s so hard when you love them so much, but get to see them so little.  I know it’s because they are so busy and the kids are so active in their lives.  I’m glad they get to do so much with her parents and siblings since we never seem to be able to get together.  It’s good that they get to be really close to a part of their family.  Family is what it’s all about.

I think I’ll go take a hot bath since it’s still daylight.  Nothing better than a hot tub while watching snowflakes fall.

I’ve decided that I want a chihuahua.  A little girl Chi, not a really little one, but a long-haired, medium-sized one.  Tri-colored would be perfect.  If anyone has a hook-up, let me know.

Oscar and I cancelled our appointment today.  We did reschedule it for Wednesday.  The roads were just too scary for me.  Snow covered and icy.  Not what I want to drive on.  She understood and so we are doing it again on Wed.

I’m getting seriously short of fresh postcards for my color wall.  If any of you happen to spot a brightly colored postcard somewhere on your travels, please send it on.  I have several “color boards” that I pin postcards, and cards and photo’s to give me inspiration for making beads and jewelry.

Dinner is on, so I’m headed up.  Have a soft evening all.  See you tomorrow.


My Oscar is the best dog I’ve ever had.

And he proved himself today.  I let him out in the backyard to chase bugs and squirrels for a bit today and I accidentally fell asleep.  For four hours.  When I woke up the first thing I noticed is that the dog was not around me.  I called out to Joe and mom and asked if they had, by chance, let him in.  Nope, he’s been out the whole time.  Not a worry, there is plenty of shade and he has fresh water, only a couple of hours right.  What could happen.

Mom went out back and started to call and call for him, nothing.  Joe went out and added his voice, me knowing that Oscar loves to hang by the side gate went to the laundry room door and opened it, only to find the gate propped open. (cue dire music here)

Oscar had gone.  My heart was racing.  He’s such a good boy anyone would pick him up and give him a home.  Who knew how long ago he had wandered off or how far he had gotten by then.  I took a chance and called his name.

And out he raced from under the bushes next to the front door.  Any other dog I’ve ever known would have been gone like a shot, not Oscar, he just figured someone had to come in or go out eventually I guess.  Considering he’s half Jack Russell, and quite nose driven while on walks, I’m really amazed.  But knowing what a well-mannered gent Oscar is, he would never trouble me by running off.

Here for the amusement of the Gods

I swear that’s all I’m here for anymore.  To keep them entertained.  They gave me four wonderful days last week.  Then struck me down this week with three days of sleeping and feeling all around crappy.  I’m so cold right now.  Deep into the bone cold.  The kind of cold that only chemo patients know.

Nothing in the house is getting done.  The laundry is piling up, Joe ran the vacuum today for me.  I didn’t even wake up till 11:30 this morning and have slept all day in my chair.  I’d rather sleep in the bed, but then Oscar couldn’t snuggle with me.  I do wish he was less Jack Russell and more Chi in the way he cuddles.  It has to be on his terms.  He’d rather sit alone on the stairs than to spend time with humans.  When he needs us, he knows where we are.  There are days when I really miss Mo.  Sure he was a nippy little shit, but he loved me.  He was a cuddle bum.  Anywhere, anytime.  If you sat down, he was in your lap, smiling like he’d just won the Irish lottery.  If I wouldn’t have been so sick at the time, I would have fought harder to keep him.  At the time, I felt that I had done all I could, I knew he was a great little dog for the right people.  I just can’t stand the fact that after a year, he is still in a foster home waiting adoption.  About once a month I check and my heart tears a little more when I see he’s still out there, waiting for a forever home.   I should have kept him.  I’m such a dumbass sometimes.

Well, I can tell I’m not feeling well.  I’m getting all maudlin about a dog I gave up, but man, I still miss that little face.

I think I’m going to get some toast and jam then take a hot bath.  I’m almost ready to call it a night (day/night).  My spine hurts so bad.  I sit with tears running down my face most days.  I can’t stop them.  I just deal with them.

Good night everyone, may the stars shine down brightly wherever you are.


I’ve had a strong day today

I’m excited.  I’ve actually had a good day today.

Woke up early, 6:00 early to be exact.  Haven’t napped yet.  Cleaned the dining room, living room and started the entry hall.  Then I took Oscar for a walk around the block which is just short of a mile.

All this after chemo yesterday.  Are you as amazed as I am?

Just a bit of an upset stomach this morning, but not much else.

I think I’m liking the new steroid/b-12 combo they added to my IV.  Even though the steroids have me on edge today.  I’m feeling like I need to stay away from people today.  The nurses did warn me that the   evil twin will take hold for a day or two.  I can deal with her if you all can.

I think I’ll go and rest for a while, then make turkey with smashed potatoes and gravy for dinner.  Sounds yummy.

Have a lovely day.

Dreams and such

I had a dream, more of a nightmare really, about my granddog Ellie last night.

Now I hardly ever remember my dreams, I believe that I rarely dream, so when I wake up with a vivid (potentially true) dream in my head I generally act on it.

So, I called C this as soon as I woke up and invited Ellie to spend the Holidays with us.  El is getting up in years and I don’t think that getting in and out of the car as many times as they plan to, with as many houses full of people that they plan to visit, would be good for her.  Our house is quiet, Oscar won’t mind company, and any chance of my dream occurring will be eliminated.

Wow, I think I coming back into being me.  What a good feeling.  The trip to Anns did more than I could have imagined.  I’m starting to think of others again instead of being focus on just me and my misery for so long.  Damn, talk about a lightbulb moment.  I’ve been so focused on myself lately it feels good to start thinking of others again.

So, tell me if I’m wrong about this?  I’m making M. a shawl for Christmas, this shawl has had many lives in the past year as I’ve torn it apart and remade and remade and remade trying to find just the right project for this spectacular yarn (silver with silver sequins).  I found this beautiful shawl pattern, adjusted for a big hook and started rocking.  I think it’s beautiful, but wasn’t sure if she would like it or wear it, so before I put another two weeks into something that will end up a dog bed, so I showed her.  Joe had a fit, but he doesn’t understand what it’s like to pour your time and heart into an item, gift it to someone, then never see it again.

Been getting some flack ‘caue I don’t post enough photo’s in my dailies.  So, this is Oscar.  He is my constant companion and bestest listener.

Oscar was a “throw-away” dog.  Someone found him running the streets and turned him into a kill shelter up north.  His time was almost up when I saw him on their website and had the foster group I volunteered with pull him so I could try to find him a home.

What a poor little thing he was.  He didn’t weigh more than 9 pounds, his nails were so overgrown he was walking on the tops of his nails.  His coat was so dirty I seriously thought he was a brown dog.  It took  five shampoos to get his hair and skin to normal color although it took about two months for the smell of burning hair to fade.  Don’t know where the smell came from, he wasn’t burnt, he just smelled like it.

I do believe that Os was used as a breeder for “designer dogs”.  He is a Chihuahua and Jack Russell mix and has a beautiful stance and lines, but he had absolutely no “house manners” for a four-year old dog.  No concept of potty training or table manners.  I have to admit he is the smartest dog I’ve ever had.  He picked up corrections so fast and learned so well.  When we go for walks I don’t even leash him any more.  There is no need.  I am so blessed that someone picked him for me.  Needless to say, Oscar did get adopted, by us.

Did you ever buy something online with a specific intent then when you get it, you completely change your mind about its use?  I recently purchased some silk ribbon with the intention of stringing some of my bigger beads on it for a different look.  Now that I have it, the textile worker is chiming in and thinking , I wonder what that would look like crocheted or knit into a scarf? and I wonder how big a scarf 25 yards of silk would make.  I keep staring at it.  I already have seven knit/crochet projects going now.  I can’t start another.  Yes, I said seven.  Two are blankets that I had to put away for the summer but can start on again, a couple of hats, a shawl, a scarf and two baby blankets a doll and several stuffed animals.  Yes I have ADD when it comes to my textiles, but I will finish them all in a timely manner, I just get bored doing the same stitch over and over.  By having many projects I can pick and choose what I want to work on that day. 

Ok, I’m off to start my day.  Putting up the tree today, Yeah!!  I’ll let you know how it turns out this year.  It’s never the same tree twice. 

Huggs to you all.  Find at least one thing to amaze you today.


Merry Sabbath all

This is a day that way meant to be worshiped, however you choose to do it.  The sun is shining, the air is crisp and cold, the leaves are blowing all around.  It’s a great day to be alive!  Mary, Tito, Joe, Mom and I went to church this morning. It’s always nice to get to spend time with them on Sundays catching up. I’m so glad that mom is back down for the winter. I love having her join us for church.  The sunlight streaming through the stained glass was inspiring. The service was kind of not great, even though Fr. Tom did his best. The power was out and all he had was a karaoke machine with batteries. Not the best sound system in the world, but he made do. 

I feel so good that I’m going to ask everyone for a favor.  Tomorrow, Monday the 14th of Nov 2011, I would like for everyone to do something nice for someone else.  It doesn’t have to be life changing nice, could be holding the door open nice, giving up a parking spot nice, pay for an old persons lunch nice.  You know, down home nice.  Send a card to someone you haven’t talked to in a while, call someone, take your elderly neighbors dog for a long walk.  As long as it makes you smile inside, you did good.

Two days and I’m off to Virginia to play and learn and probably burn myself at least twice.  Just sitting here trying to figure my med schedule and how to modify to take full advantage of alertness and to minimize the zoning out times.  Can’t be eliminated, but can be controlled.  I wonder If I can still do an all nighter?  I’m still trying to wrap my brain around the fact that Joe offered this wonderful gift.  What a best friend and husband I have. 

Too many good things happening at once;  got told my cancer is gone, got given this wonderful trip, got a 6 week reprieve from treatment.  I can’t help but wait for the other shoe to drop.  Why can’t I be a glass half full type person?

  I’m off now to take Oscar for a walk (maybe I’ll grab Pookie too) then I’m going to torch for a few hours.  Work some of this excitement off.

Have a blessed day everyone.  Please don’t move any faster than your guardian angel can fly.

Remember:  Most accidents happen in the home.  I’m heading to the bar.

Just read a comment from my husband a few

posts down from here where he stated we could start looking for a puppy.  Apparently I approved it without reading it, cause I just realized what he wrote.  And won’t he be sorry.

The question that springs to my mind is:  where do you go to find a puppy.  I’ve fostered puppies before and I’m leery of puppy mill puppies, so pet shops, Craigslist and newspapers are out.  I’ve tried petfinder, but I’ve never gotten a response from any questions about pups listed there.  I know what I want, I just don’t know where to go to look.

My ideal pup is a female, under 20 lbs with med to short hair.  Low maintenance on the grooming.  A mix breed is perfect for me.  She must be sturdy (no pocket puppies) I have a JR mix that will play her ragged.

So, any ideas? 



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