Animals. Bugs Ears. And Death.

A picture like this is never a good thing...
Stolen from WLUK FOX 11

Good Morning Everyone...
Last week I had blogged about Miss Polly. Polly and her husband Rich were our neighbors back when we all lived NE of Pulaski on Jaworski Road- They now live in Wyoming.

Miss Polly had come to Green Bay to visit last week
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Casey and Polly at the hotel.

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Before moving back to the homestead here, I'd raised my daughters on Jaworski Road near Pulaski.
While our neighbors AFTER Polly and Rich were nothing to write home about, this is still very awful and sickening news, and one would never wish for anything so terrible to happen to anyone.
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What news to wake up to.

I am not sure, (having had no reason to keep in touch), I do believe that the home is still owned by the same man who lived there after Rich and Polly moved.
I have heard that he has since remarried. (It was his previous "woman" that had been responsible for me obtaining a retraining order against the lot of them).
His new lady had moved in shortly before we had sold our home.
I never met her, nor knew her.

That house burned this morning- By the time the fire department got there, the entire back of the home was engulfed in flames.
The children ages, 11, 7, and 3, taking their pets, got out and went to the neighbors across the street.

Their mother died in the fire.

I pray that if she had to die, that she never woke to begin with.

But then what, or who, would have woken the children?

When we lived there, the man would go in to work very early, so he had probably already left for the day.

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Our home, (1988-1998) is on the left.

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The farm was originally owned by Andrew Jaworski himself, and built in the early 1930's. The house (ours) is concrete, poured from silo staves.

In its day, this was a very productive and active farm. But there came a time for Andrew to retire and for the eldest son to take over running the family farm. At that point, Andrew Jaworski erected the modular home next door to his.
*This arrangement did not last past Andrews death. I believe he passed on shortly before we bought the home from his son. 1988.

In the shot above, with the reporter blocking the view, (& to the left of the driveway), is a row of maple trees that I had planted as teeny tiny saplings the summer we had moved in. All the girls carried many pails of water to these little trees those first two years. I also planted a row of red cedars along the north end of our property.

Also blocked from view is a privacy fence installed by my buyer- between the two houses. (I am thinking they may have also had problems with these neighbors as well).

Be that as it may, again, no one ever wishes this on anyone for any reason. I am sure I will learn more about everything as the day goes on.


With respect to my back, I am still not moving well at all. I have made yet another appointment for tomorrow afternoon.

(If offered, I promise not to refuse xrays this time).   Grrr
In the meanwhile, it is quite painful to even take a shower and get dressed.
hehehe (No worries, I shower and dress anyway).


In addition to my own vitamins and supplements, know that I am very tempted to begin taking Punks pills too!
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Hey!
...It helps Punks back, why not mine?
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I do not know what has happened to my robins nest. Casey and I checked it on Tuesday- and this is what we found...
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I shall recheck today or tomorrow,
but I know something awful must have happened

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Casey took my garbage out for me on Tuesday also.
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Still cute as a bugs ear!

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Kelli had also stopped by that evening, offering to roll my dumpster to the end of the driveway for me too. What on earth do people do without family and friends?

(Personally, I cannot think of a worse way to live than to choose to live without).

While unable to really 'help' me out, Punk has been the epitome of compassion. When I go outside she will bring me her toys; and instead of laying them at my feet, she lifts them up for me.
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Holy Bugs Ears!
She's kind of cute too!

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And what does Mr. Sputnik do???
Absolutely nothing!

But he does dream of catching the wren in the box outside the kitchen window.

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He would care less if I fell over and died.
(Methinks I know people like that too).
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Heck, he's probably waiting for me to keel over so he can have lunch.

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So... speaking of that dreaded shower, it is time for me to get in there.

Hope you all are having a good day; and that you always make a bit of time to pray for your families, your friends, and your neighbors too.

XOXO
Me


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Special note to my main troublemakers, Casey and Jenné;
Take a close look...
Perhaps obscured, hmmm?... But it does seem as though the darn silo is gone?
I'm thinking Chris and Cheryl might not care to die of early and untimely heart failure.

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Posted to my Y! 360, Thursday May 14, 2009 - 11:06am (CDT)