Although annoying, this aging puppy is so very sweet. She loves everyone… all the time.
I love Carnival cruises and I’ve been on many… LOTS, you guys. I’m subscribed to receive ‘deals’ from them via email. When specials were displayed that interested me, I would click on the link to learn more. And then, the next day… Carnival would call me.
The “link click/then call” process happened a couple more times before I told the representative that I didn’t appreciate being pestered by phone calls all the gosh darned time.
She let me know that every single time a link within email is clicked, their system moves that visitor to a call-list.
I stopped clicking the links — and Carnival might’ve lost a sale. No… probably. They probably missed a booking from me had I not been pushed to buy.
Guess I’ll stay home and be lazy!
Colette climbed in Gracie’s bed talking non-stop (like always). She was telling an elaborate tale embellished with tiny baby puppy cuteness about how she remembered when Gracie was first born.
Not exactly the story I remember… Gracie was a rescue. The vet guessed her to be around 2 years-old when we brought her home — and that was before Coco was born.
Gracie’s Audition for an ASPCA TV Commercial:
My puppies walk through a closed-in porch to go outside. When they want back in, they expect the door to open for them immediately. But it’s not like they’re chained to a doghouse in knee-high water, or stranded in the hot sun with nothing to drink — still, poor Gracie looks like she’s auditioning for a part in one of the ASPCA commercials that make me cry every single time (so I’m NOT linking to them here either). Sometimes I let them stay out there long enough to smear my door’s window up with nose prints.
What Facebook hides:
There’s apparently a hidden treasure trove of messages that Facebook hides from you. They’re messages that are most likely sent from someone not on your friend’s list. My favorite brother sent me the link last night — and I’ve seen others sharing it today within status posts.
I primarily use FB on my desktop computer and to check this out, you need to be on your phone. I didn’t have any hidden messages, but it seems we lost a couple speech inquiries and more on another FB account because of this.
The lesson here is two-fold. Check your hidden FB messages more often than once a year, but most importantly… don’t use FB to send a message to someone if you’re not “friends” — and especially if you’re sending a business message to a personal account.
Hard to believe that in Indiana, at 6:00 AM ET in mid-November, it was warmer right here than it was in Henderson, NV. It was snowing on this same date last November and I shared photos of my beautiful granddaughter playing in it. I remember the Farmers’ Almanac was a source my grandfather used to refer to reference how harsh we could expect the upcoming winter to be. I doubt my own son has ever even heard of it.
I thought I’d pop over there and see what I could find to share with you guys, and the first thing that caught my eye was the suggestion that today is a good day to castrate your farm animals. Once you get that little task out of the way, you might be interested to know their prediction for the rest of November:
It’s windy and rainy today, but not so much that the girls didn’t want to pose outside to tell you goodbye.
Gracie’s behavior, while often annoying, is also commendable. She has such a high tolerance level in respect to the constant pestering of her puppy sister, Dharma. I had a friend suggest that little Dharma is too cute to be such a bully. (You know who you are!)
Dharma could never be as bullyish as you and Gracie say. She is just too cute. LOL”
Well… she’s even WORSE than I’ve admitted…
Every waking moment, Dharma is after poor Gracie. Gracie looks at me with pleading eyes as I break up the torturous acts of brutality inflicted upon her. No matter how quickly I put a stop to Dharma’s relentless assaults, there are always consequences for Grace. One day, the girl will be bald.
Dharma holds the belief that she is inherently deserving of privileges and special treatment. I know that description is pretty much the definition of entitlement — but it’s not just that. It’s more about the attitude. Dharma makes it impossible for anyone to ignore her because of her ‘I am the princess’ behavioral patterns.
Gracie, on the other hand, is totally the opposite. She is grateful for everything. No matter what it is… treats, food, love… she’s appreciative and submissive.
Sadly, the lesson here is that the squeaky wheel DOES get the grease. And, if you don’t make what it is you want in life known, you might just miss out on opportunities — and be forced to steal someone else’s pink bunny. Life sucks like that.
Our golden retriever is a saint — not a very smart one — but she is one just the same. Dharma is a big bundle of high-powered energy. She flits around Gracie like a moth around a lightbulb nipping at everything in her path. A tender lip, an ear… she doesn’t care. Yesterday, I watched her ride Gracie’s tail into the kitchen. Dharma had a firm grip and was sliding behind — the ride looked a lot like a water skier behind a boat. I laughed at poor Gracie’s expense. Don’t judge me. You would’ve laughed too!
I did learn something last night that you should store in your memory banks somewhere. Puppies do better in a crate if you simply cover part of it up. After hours upon hours and nights multiplied, I remembered reading something about dogs thinking of their crate as a cave. Dharma’s wailing stopped immediately after I placed a blanket over the top and 3 sides of her prison. We both slept peacefully.
I also learned that this puppy gig would be easier in a climate where mornings aren’t frigid. Bare feet and pajamas aren’t enough for an urgent trip outside when it’s 40 degrees. I guess I should enjoy these before they are all gone…
It’s a fact that I don’t share my thoughts here nearly as often anymore. It’s because what I enjoy sharing along with my thoughts are images that most often times inspire those thoughts. But you see… there’s nothing here to photograph except for the backs or fronts of other houses. Instead, I end up with plenty of iPhone photos similar to this one:
This is a FABULOUS house. Truly. If I could put it near the water… or in the mountains… or in the country somewhere without close neighbors I would be happy as a clam. It’s true, you guys. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can’t take the country out of the girl.
It’s Facebook Friday… where I share the craziest thing I read on FB for the week! Better than reality TV because you don’t have to watch the drama unfold over an hour — you can read it right here in minutes and maybe even learn something. Like… I’ll bet you didn’t know that in jail, drywall hangers are in a different cell block than those accused of domestic battery. And, I’m pretty sure this can also serve as an example insofar as how to find new love on FB:
Her: Hey whats up
Him: Not much
Her: How do u no me?
Him: Im not sure.
Her: do u no (NAME OMITTED HERE)
Him: Ya i know him.
Her: I use to date him and he bet me up really bad 4 nuttin he said he blacked out he thinks he is a bad ass
Him: Damn tht sucks. I just got out jail wit him couple weeks ago. I wasnt in same block. Im a drywall hanger.
Her: Thats awsum i just want to hav fun and treat a man 150 percent
On a serious note, my friend, Mark Mayfield, posted something earlier in the week on FB that was an eye opener for sure. Even though the person coming down with a cold sort of gets picked on (how would THEY know what else was going on — and, it’s sort of like me blabbing about FB when Malaysia’s Flight 370 is still missing), it’s still a good share:
And because I need to include a photo for front page formatting, here’s one from yesterday’s lunch — Perry and I spend lunch every day treating the ears of a hound dog because the first thing she does when she gets outside is grind them in the grass. I think Perry is trying to match the color of his beard/mustache to Gracie’s hair color. He’s just about got it, you guys!!
Gracie made her home with us over 4 years ago. She still has baggage from the short period of her life that wasn’t what it probably should’ve been. In the past 4+ years, she has never been spanked, hit or slapped. Scolding comes quietly as not to make her afraid. Still, every single time I reach down to stroke her, she flinches. Sad really. I guess humans are more skilled at hiding their fears.
Gracie brought other baggage with her too. Like a fear of thunderstorms so horrific that she pants, paces, trembles and tears up rolls of toilet paper (something she would never do otherwise) until the last raindrop has fallen. The second clouds start rolling in — even before the first clap of thunder — she finds a hiding spot to quiver (always under something, usually behind a chair).
We’ve tried everything from tranquilizers to a crate and nothing helps really. We just know ahead of time that if a storm comes at night, there will be no sleep for humans. Like tonight…
I admit, I’m a little bummed out when I browse Facebook and see everyone posting photos of their Christmas decorations because I don’t have a single light to enjoy yet this year. I know I’m blessed and I’m so very grateful… but I want to be in the Christmas spirit and it’s hard when I don’t have a place to decorate. Moving begins in 6 days and we’re finally thinking about packing. I have GOT to paint, and buy a stove and dishwasher — when I’d rather be buying toys and baking cookies. (I’m such a whiner!!)
So as I’m browsing photos from last year’s holiday to make whatifitdid a bit festive for this season, I found a a ton of photos taken on Christmas Day. Looking more closely at one in particular, I notice a Wanwan photo bomb!
Libby knows Coco isn’t supposed to step outside and is blocking her path, and right between her back legs is Wanwan peeking inside the warm house. What a reminder of how small my granddaughter was a year ago, and also that we had snow on Christmas Day. Oh, and I’m also reminded that last year I had a Chihuahua pooping on my bedroom floor. Every. Single. Night.
I feel better already!