AJ and Me


Today AJ went to the vet. He had a thorough examination and got all of his shots. When I went back to pick him up they said, ” He is such a cutie little guy.” I bet they say that to all the dog owners.

It has been a pretty calm day. I woke up to thunderstorms and lightning. The furnace ran most of the morning. It has just remained so chilly. Spring is lagging behind our wicked and long winter. The leaves are busting out on the trees so I hope the weather warms up soon.

From what the weatherman has stated it will be almost 80 this week towards the end with of course, rain. But will it slip down into colder temps again like it has? I am keeping my fingers crossed.

On the way home from the vet I stopped and took these photos. A sure sign of Spring with the white-bud trees. Some color coming on the Red Maples and my flowers sprouting.

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Sounds of Silence


 

 

Sounds of Silence

How can I get so attached

To someone I have only known

Only for a few days?

Is my heart so open

That who ever crosses

My path, who lingers

Becomes a part of my life

The sounds of silence

Echo softly in my ears

As you AJ are at the vet

Leaving room to ponder

On precious memories

Of you dear brother

And once again my

Heart squeezes more

Pain of missing you

I know you are home now

With family and friends

You are smiling

I tried so hard brother dear

To get that smile from you

I did my best, I swear I did

I miss and love you Al

And look forward to the

Time I pick AJ up from

The vet, to not be

Alone again

Listening to the

Sounds of silence.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

05.05.2014

What’s the Trick?


Just a photo of my AJ. We walked three times today. He tugged and I kept trying to teach to walk right beside me. Not much luck. Anyone have ideas how to get a dog to not tug on the leash, try to get in people’s yards? I felt like all I did was sound like a broken record and stop over and over. I didn’t get to use my camera I was so busy trying to get AJ to quit pulling on the leash and choking himself. I didn’t think of Al throughout our walks, but I did the rest of the day. Last year we had a big party outside with cake and ice-cream and cookout. Lots of gifts. Sure wish you were here brother.

AJ

Our First Night Together


I placed AJ in his crate last night at bedtime. He whimpered a few moments. I left the music playing on the TV and he quieted down and slept all night. When I got up this morning his crate was dry. I placed him on his extended leash and he actually went to the door.

Outside he went potty right away then went back to the door. I am totally impressed. Once inside because I don’t know much about him I left him on  his leash. He snooped around the house and played with both of his toys. He chewed and shook them. It was cute to watch. He loves the squeaker in them.

Soon he walked over to the door. I took him out and right a way he did his number two business and then came back to the door. I am very impressed. I will keep him on his long leash while inside until he and I know each other better.

He ate a few nibbles and then I put him back in his crate. He barked one time but quieted down. He is looking at me with those eyes. I think they are saying, I want to be with you.

In time I will leave the crate door open and take him off the leash but for now, trust is building. AJ and I are going to be good friends. I wonder what Al would have thought of him….

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God Did It Just Right


It’s been quite a day. I changed my bedding. I then began cleaning house. I went to hang something in the hall closet and smelled what seemed like death. I thought, oh my gosh, that mouse is dead in here.

I tore the closet apart with my bare hands. With my teeth gritted together I tore at anything that was boxed and quickly threw it on the floor in fear a live or dead mouse would jump out at me.

Nothing but a few mouse droppings. I swept and steam-mopped the closet and put everything back in nice and clean. I guess that mouse drove me to Spring cleaning, darn mouse.

The mouse trap I put peanut butter on has not been touched in three days. There is no more signs of any mouse under the cupboards. Maybe the little bugger is gone.

So the whole day was spent cleaning. Then this afternoon I saw something on my postings at Facebook. It was a dog, a cute dog that looked at me with eyes of love. Through talking and working things out I got a new pet at a price I could afford.

God had it all planned out to the letter T. I don’t have much money, but a friend owed me some money. The money arrived right before pick-up of the dog. The supplies to take care of the dog, you know, food, treats, chew toys, his crate came to about just the right amount of money my friend gave me. It was planned by God. It just worked out too well, and the timing could not have been better.

So here is my new pet. A schnauzer. He is six months old. I don’t think he is full-blood, but I can definitely tell he is one. I named him after my brother. So his name is AJ. Monday I will call and make an appointment to get his shots and neutered.

My new dog

Mysterious Dog and Cat Story, A True Story in My Home


DSC00324rhino 4These two animals, one fat cat, Rhino, and one tiny, miniature bull-dog are the topics of this post. The stories of these two are similar but yet different.

Rhino is a determined cat. At one point there was a mouse in the house. I had not seen him prior but Rhino discovered him. I saw this fat little creature with my flashlight. He was walking the electrical wire that was in a very narrow opening. This fat mouse was being able to get in an area that my fingers could not reach to plug the hole. It was between a vanity and the wall. The hole was a little bigger than the electrical wiring that was coming up from the outside in.

An idea seemed to work I had. Furnace filter without the card box edging was folded and shoved in the tiny width. It fit perfect from height to width. I can’t see the mouse. The  mouse can’t see me.

But Rhino knows that this mouse had been there. Rhino sits in the bathroom for hours upon end each evening waiting his nice little snack.

Now the story of the bull-dog. This was in a special case of items that I purchased from my children’s grandmother’s estate a year ago this week. It is so tiny, I am shocked that it has survived all these years.

It is the very old,  hard  plastic from years gone by. I can’t even make a dent in it with my finger nail. This bull-dog has disappeared off and on through the year I have had it. It doesn’t mean anything to me really, except the fact that it probably belonged to their kids or the parents themselves.

It is also odd that this dog appeared last night on the year anniversary of the grandmother’s death. So this is the history of these two animals. One alive and one with a mysterious past.

Now to last night. I will back this  up to three days a go. Rhino who weighs twenty-five pounds and seems afraid of nothing smaller than himself has taken to racing out of the bathroom .

Now to see this fat cat running is comical in itself, but to see him running as fast as his four paws can take him is something else. He has done the same thing three nights in a row. He runs out here. Sits right beside me with big open eyes and meows one time real loud. Then he takes off for my bedroom and hides under neath my bed and doesn’t come back out for a couple of hours.

The dog who has been missing for some time now. Which I believe was seen around Halloween of last year suddenly appeared last night. I had come out of Al’s room after checking and tending to his needs. I checked my sugar levels as I have had big issues this week with my sugars dropping too low. I fixed myself a turkey sandwich and brought it here to the computer and sat down to munch on it.

While eating it I felt something hit my hair. Sort of like when a fly lands on your head? You feel something but it doesn’t hurt. I started to put my hand cautiously up on my head and then felt something drop on my lap.

Thinking a piece of bread  had broken off from my sandwich I looked down ready to pick it up and throw it a way. It wasn’t a piece of bread or any crumb. It was the bull-dog. I sat frozen. I thought, where in the world did this come from?

Then I came out of my freeze and picked it up. I turned it over and I was just checking it out, wondering how it had fallen from my hair to my lap. Especially when I had not seen it for some time.

So the mysteries remain. I have went immediately to the bathroom after Rhino makes the mad dash and with a flash light checked out the entire room. No mouse droppings, no mouse, no nothing. The bull-dog comes to me out of nowhere.

The only common denominator between these two is that they are both animals. Anyone have any comments on this topic? I would love to hear what you have to say.

Feb. 24th Update on Al


Hello my dear friends. I have been very busy. I have had too many days without help so it is slowing me and my energy down. I am more tired. Al is continuing to get worse. His fever is trying to stay high even through Tylenol.

Last night he scared the crap out of me. I tried to turn him over on his side. What I saw is what scared me. His half side of his face was white dots. I mean dots all over, every pore was filled. His ear was covered in white dots and down inside his ear.

He was able to talk just enough to let me know his throat hurt and his other ear was beginning to hurt. I looked inside his mouth and his tongue was a full dose of white polka dots.

It was late evening but I called Hospice anyways. Not wanting to come out, they were not sure what it was, but they did advise me of something to give him until they arrived this morning.

So all night I was up with Al fighting his fever and trying to keep him comfortable. He finally drifted off to sleep around 3am, then so did I, but was woken up at 7 by a text. I got up, realizing that my day was not going to be a good one to start and also I knew the shower gal would be here in one hour.

I decided to take a shower to help wake up. I am too old to go for a whole day with only four hours. The nurse did come this morning and I learned that Al is really fighting a fever now because the MSA is just running rampant inside Al. It is so bad that it is seeping out his pores.

What I was seeing last night was the illness itself. I felt at that moment I was going to be ill, and I could only imagine how my poor brother must be suffering. My day drug by and it went pretty slow. I never did take a nap but I hope to go to bed earlier tonight.

This evening Al was watching a movie of Laurel and Hardy.laurel and hardy I decided to take a couple of photos of Rhino, our cat and I did one sketch tonight. I thought I would share with you also what I did.

Please continue to pray for Al and me. I had a panic attack today but thanks to a dear friend online I was able to keep it at bay. I think I am just plain exhausted and I crave sleep. Hugs to you all and thanks for being patient with me for my lack of writing quite as often.

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One Day At A Time


My girlfriend left this morning after I cried too many tears. She did so much in helping to get my mind off of what is happening.

It is bitter cold still. It seems as if this winter is never going to ease with the cold. I looked at the Farmer’s Almanac and this crap continues on through February. What a bummer.

The nurse came this morning. She took off the Texas Catheter and placed a permanent internal catheter in. He did well with it after being medicated for relaxing purposes. His hands were so swollen and he just wasn’t able to release all of the fluids so this is supposed to help.

I am so tired but even more so since my friend left. She never knew what a rock she was and how much I leaned on her. I am so glad that most of us have that rock in our lives.

When the nurse finished with Al she sat and talked with me for a while. She said that she thought Al probably had days, possibly a couple of weeks but nothing in months.DSC00183 Last night Rhino, the cat was getting in my friend’s knitting basket. He was fascinated by the yarn.

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Oh So Beautiful


I was reading a forward a friend sent me and I just loved it. I thought, I bet my friends at WP will love it also, so I am going to share it with you.

 

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
“It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”

I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to re-assure you, that I’m not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said ” it’s me.”

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It’s possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, “I never went away.”
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew…
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is over… I smile and watch you yawning
and say “good-night, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out…then come home to be with me.

Author ~ Sammie Klaehn

dog affraid of thunderstorms

Words For The Soul


Walking down the street, seeing no one. Thoughts racing in my mind. I didn’t see the man in front of me. I walked right into him. Quickly my mind came back to the moment. I apologized with a sheepish grin. Totally embarrassed at what I had just done.

The man in front of me had a blank face. Had he not heard me? Was he that mad at me? I swear it was an accident. I don’t usually make such a fool of myself. I apologized again and placed my arm on his to show my sincere attitude. He jerked his hand a way.

I twisted my body placing my hand on my hip. Defense was my mode. I said, “Now look Mister, I said I didn’t mean to do it. I was just deep in thought and I didn’t see you standing here. In fact, you probably saved my life. I would have crossed the street not even aware that I was at the stoplight.”

Still no reaction. The face didn’t change. No anger showed. The man and I stood there for a few seconds, no one saying anything. Then I heard a bark. I looked toward the sound and saw a husky dog standing to the side of the man. The red collar and leash attached to the dog was wrapped on the man’s wrist.

I lowered my hand and stood more relaxed. I felt like a fool. The man couldn’t see me. He couldn’t hear me either. Hell I probably have this poor man scared half to death by now. Tears started streaming down my face as I realized the whole picture now.

I reached my hand down slowly and the dog sniffed my fingers. He let me pet his head and then I stood up and took the gentleman by the hand. I started to rub it to somehow show him I was not an enemy.

I wrapped my arm through his arm and pulling a bit on the leash I walked the man across the cross way. Once on the other side, the dog sat down. I let go of the man’s arm and I gave him a pat on the back. I did one step further and gave him a big hug. When I stepped back and looked at him I saw a smile. Two tears were dripping from his eye. I left them knowing he was safe in the dog’s eyes and walked on my way, forgetting my own problems and smiled at the warm sunshine.

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