I Go Out Walking...

Yes. This is Wisconsin.

Yes this is mid-March...

T-o-o-o-o-o-o-o  very  C-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-L!
Temps to remain 30+° above average for the next week!

Good Morning All;
What a grand Winter season this has been for us!
Any snow that flies past now, though nasty, will be gone shortly-

And with that brings a HUGE sigh of relief.

I went to pick up dog food last Friday- And had this amazing thought that maybe Petco would have an opening in their grooming for Punk- as a walk-in.

They did. (And oh boy, was Punk pissed). 

She hates baths there.

Loves showers here though.

She was so beautiful when Casey picked her up!

As expected, Kelli and kids came on Sunday...

Mr Miller took Sputty for a walk... hehehe



So cute they are!


Then Miller and Coco began butting heads....



OK. Not really. 

But first glance sure looked like that when I saw the picture come up!

hehehe

What they were into is anybody's guess.

It wasn't pretty either; especially after they rolled in it -and Mr Miller had some hanging off his ear.

Of a sudden, it occurred to us that Miss Punk had disappeared on us...

Down by the river-

but not yet in it, thank God!

She came back up with not a mark on her!  Say "Yay!"

Whew... Still nice and clean!

We walked a bit.

Kelli had to hold up a tree or three. (She had cleaned the barns on Saturday and was a little more than sore).

We walked. Chatted for a while. 

We even tried to watch Miss Coco-  An impossible task.  hehehe

She moves fast.  And keeps going...

(That is why there are no pictures of her sitting pretty). And it's not going to happen with this dog, she has way too much energy!

We came out of the campgrounds...

Dammit!
Wait, Laying on the ice is really no big problem- She would just get wiped off and brushed when we got back to the house.

Still....

We headed home.

Sputty always lags behind.

We spy him wandering about the "World's Biggest Sandbox"

Too funny! 

He took his darn time- And still almost beat us two back home!

While we were walking I had told Kelli that I would not want to attempt to walk back there alone. She knows my luck, as you know it also. 

I would probably choose then to fall down ... and lay there 'til Summer.

BUT... Then again... There are a few things that I just cannot give up...

With yesterday's beautiful temps, I thought I would try to do just that.

Of course Mr. Sputnik always comes along too.  He raced right by me, knowing it would take a while for me to catch up.

Then he lay down and...

Over and over and over again! 

Oh! That sunshine felt SO good!

I caught up to him, and nuzzled his tummy with my cane. We played for a few seconds before I turned to see Miss Punk waiting for me up ahead.

Just laying there.

SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF A DAMN MUD PUDDLE!!!!

I just turned around and began the walk home...

What a PIG!

ugh...  But she seems to love her new perfume.  

It's an eclectic mixture of Spring dirt and fertilizer of the local, natural variety. 

... Most specifically the Registered Holstein!

I could have screamed!  (I chose to cuss instead).

As she tried to ignore me Sputty had to go rub it in that she'd gotten in trouble.

Her belly - - - just black!  And soaked!

Double- Ugh.

Knowing that a gentle pat was a long way off, she ran off ahead and got her Frisbee.

I believe she thinks that I love her Frisbee as much as she does. 

She shares her toys with us lots; especially when one is feeling down, (or just downright uglymad).

Yeah. OK. So she's cute. What of it? hehehe

Alone, I had made it about a third of the way back to the woods before I'd turned around.

And it's probably a good thing, (if there is a silver lining) that Punk had chosen to go lay in the mud.  After those 2 days of 'hiking', my back is a little more than sore.

But I am still upright and quite capable.

Casey will be coming out today.

I told her to wear/bring shorts.

Mmmmm  

Lovin' this weather!  

Such a special treat in March for us!

Going to be a treat waiting for Punk in the shower too!
Though what didn't wipe and brush off has now turned to dust, she could do with a good rinsing off. (And a bucket of Cedar or Patchouli Oil). hehehe 

I'd better close for now and get my backside in the shower.  

I shall also try to get my little mound of dishes done before Casey gets here.

Hope all is well with everyone! 

Enjoy this awesome day- but do stay out of the mud!

XOXO
Me

The Top 10 Common Fears and Phobias in Dogs

http://dogs.about.com/od/dogbehaviorproblems/tp/Top-Ten-Common-Dog-Fears-And-Phobias.htm?nl=1
Common Dog Fears and Phobias - Top Ten Common Fears and Phobias in Dogs


I don't think my little Punk has any of these.
But I do...
(Kinda makes ya wanna cry)...


XOXO
Me

The Dr. The Dentist. The Cops.The "Noise", Kelli, Greg, Casey, and The Furnace

Better grab a cup of coffee- I have gotten a bit longwinded...

Hi All! 
It has, once again, been way too long since I have written a real blog. And if it weren't for my camera, I would probably forget half this stuff.

1.
Know that after 14/16 injections to my back in the past few weeks, I have been unable to sit long enough to blog. In the event that I can sit, it is hard to type as I have my weight braced on my forearms.
But today I even sewed a little (sometimes a different chair, and sometimes I just roll my office chair around). hehehe

So... on to my "ketchup-ing".  Forgive me if I get a bit sloppy at times. hehehe


2.
Casey had an emergency dentist appointment last Wednesday.
Calling on Tuesday, in the late afternoon, Oneida got her in at 7AM on Weds.
(She has 4 teeth in the back that need to be removed).
That day, they decided to remove only the 2 that were driving her past distraction.  -And by 'past distraction' I mean that they were throbbing, intensely, even above and beyond the painkillers she is on for her tummy!

Her dentist at Oneida wanted nothing to do with extracting these 2 lower teeth given that he knows everything she has gone through for the past 6 years.
hehehe
He referred her to an oral surgeon.

And that, my friends, was when all the silly stuff began to happen...

As you know, Casey is fortunate enough to live on the reservation, so all of her referrals are covered.
But, in order to have her referred to an oral surgeon, they had to verify her address since it hadn't been updated since December '10 ?- (that made NO sense to either of us), but off we went to her apartment to get a more recent envelope that had her name and address on it... Good grief, like she'd moved since? Having had surgery again in January, I highly doubt she could have moved...

Anyway...
3.
On the way back to the clinic with her Federal Social Security letter, Casey begins to laugh hysterically- She then grabbed the camera and began taking pictures.
Of the car in front of us.
Up til then, I'd seen nothing as I was watching the road.
hehehe

        

This car had a mirror on the passenger side that kept flopping up and down- depending upon the speed of the car- One moment it hung straight down, then with speed it would begin to look like a someone's shoe sticking out of the window...
Up and down-Up and down- Just flopping in the windchill. Casey also had taken a video- TOO funny! (My apologies that I cannot post vids on here). OH!, we were laughing so hard...

Back to the clinic and finally the referral appointment was made- for 3 that same afternoon. They further assured us that in case anything opened up sooner that she would be first to be called. (Cool).

4.
We stopped over at Randy's after all that just to chat a bit about getting our duplex- I kind of need his help as there are a few things that I might not see as we look at them. He agreed to go with us...

He has a crab apple tree in his front yard; with a few crab apples left hanging on to feed the squirrels throughout winter.
Casey took this picture as we were leaving-


Noisy and obnoxious- But they make a yummy meal too. Taste like chicken.
hehehe


5.
By this time, it was near to noon; and since we hadn't eaten (or shot that squirrel), a stop for some fast food was in order.  We grabbed some sandwiches in Suamico and were heading home. Casey was just counting the minutes she had left to fill her tummy, before getting those antagonizing teeth pulled.

On the way home from Suamico we saw a County deputy on the side of the road- (obviously trying to issue a few speed tickets). 
I pulled over to talk to him... I offered either of my driveways to him to park in- (The speed of the cars past my home being quite ridiculous)! 
We chatted a while longer- nice young cop. By ordinance, they are not allowed to park on private property without the owners consent. He not only has my consent, he has my blessings-
He thanked me profusely- and Casey and I were once again on our way home to eat a bite...

As we pulled into my driveway, her cell phone rang. As luck would have it, it was Dr. Zent's office, and could Casey come in ASAP to have her extractions?
I said I could be there in 20 minutes. (Only if I was speeding that is).
Casey said 'to heck with not brushing her teeth after lunch', she wanted those offending OUT. hehehe
So off we were once more.
Karma confirming that had we not stopped to chat with the cop we would have already been inside my house-
Under my tin roof Casey has very little reception and does not get (m)any of her calls or messages.
As she hung up, I immediately backed out of my driveway, turned around and took off down the road...
We were traveling a little over 50mph (in a 45mph zone)... Oops.
But hopefully no biggie either, the cops are generally pretty decent about a few MPHs over the limit...

Somewhere in Flintville a vehicle had pulled out behind me; and rode my backside- trying to get me to go faster? (That never works for me). 
Through Flintville there is a double~yellow line. He was unable to pass me. 

About half a mile onward, he decided to pass me anyway. Bad choice on his part. He gunned his engine and literally 'flew' by us. & RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE FRIENDLY DEPUTY!

Seeing those flashing lights go on, I slowed down so that our new friend could pull out in front of me. hehehe



Aw... "too bad, so sad."
And HAHAHA  too.
 
Casey and I hadn't laughed so hard since the broken mirror that morning-


6.
On Thursday I had an appointment with my pain management doctor- This, for refills, and to check up on whether those last 2 injections had worked. They had- but only for a week or so. It had been a gentler week.
By the time I had this appointment though, my pain score was, at best, an 8.

That very night I had woken at midnight, barely able to move, even using both of my canes...
After I had gone about 25 feet on my way to the bathroom, I suddenly heard and felt that all too familiar noise and pain. Those of still another crushed vertebrae.
A very sharp painful & sickening feeling- My pain level was off the charts!
It has remained thus since.
Once more Casey has been out to take care of me, and to make sure I could get showered too. 
I have thanked God, many times, that at least I have one daughter (of 4) that gives a decent damn about their own mother.


7.
I also thank God for Kelli!
Kelli has also been there for me- Even bringing the dogs so Punk can get outside and play a bit.



































Kelli also came today- Asking if I needed anything before the storm came? She had to go into town- and did bring me a few things-
Between herself, Casey and Greg, I should be set until we get dug out- Maybe Monday? Maybe Tuesday? We already have upwards of a foot of new snow.


8.
I'd had Punk to the vet earlier this week because i thought she had an ear infection- It was stinky even after I had cleaned it out and used Similsan in it.
Vet says no more infection! Yay!  just to keep doing what I have been doing.
Similsan Earache Relief™ homeopathic ear drops are intended for humans-
Similsan has Chamomilla 10X: calmative, pain reliever--Mercurius solubilis 15X: pain reliever -- Sulphur 12X: pain reliever, anti-itch
Other information: Active ingredients are manufactured according to homeopathic principles and are therefore non-toxic and have no known side effects.
Inactive ingredient: Vegetable glycerin

Dr. Spires did say that Punk has gained 8+ pounds-  My backs fault!  Needless to say I am thrilled when Kelli does bring the dogs over!
Happily I must also add that I have lost those same 8+ pounds! hehehe


9.
I'd taken a shower before Casey left yesterday afternoon- A friend of Greg's was in town and had wanted to have dinner with them- I'd asked Casey to turn the heat up a wee bit so I wouldn't get so chilly in the shower, like I usually do.
 ... I never heard it go on- Silly kid forgot.
I also had "silly kid" bring the socks/underwear basket from the laundry room to the living room so I could sort them all later on.

So later, while I am dry and dressed in my warm and cozy jammies, -and am sorting this basket, I realize I am half freezing to death. 
Hmm... (remember that "silly kid")? hehehe

I grab both my canes and hobble on over to check the thermostat-
Casey had turned it up to 72°- That's surely warm enough. (Silly me now). hehehe

But wait a dang minute! I am still freezing? Leaning over, I turn it up a little more.
Still, it does nothing.
Checking the temp in the house, it was barely near 60°-
Grabbing those same darn canes, I manage to get down to the basement- There is a fuse on the furnace that goes out every now and then- and I haven't had to replace that in years and years. (And damn, Isure hope I have one)!
I remove it so I can get a good look at it.
The fuse is good.

There is only one more possibility -check the oil drum.
It was so empty that I couldn't even see the float to measure it!

Knowing this snowstorm is coming, I had no choice but to get oil on a Saturday night- and to beg the furnace-man to come out, bleed the lines, and fire it up. 
Before i called him, I texted Casey at the restaurant, and heard nothing back.
I hunkered down on the couch with 2 of my quilts and fell asleep. I woke at 9:30. Dog barking... Casey and Greg are here.
In the meantime, she had called Olsons- After they ate, her and Greg had picked up 10 gallons of oil- and brought it along
They'd called Alan Olson then, and he led Greg through the whole bleed and fire thing.
Suffice to say that I was never so happy to hear that furnace kick in!
Thank you Casey, Greg, (and Alan too)! Olsons will be here tomorrow to fill my tank up.

Yet, there is a reason that this all happened too...
When Casey and Greg got here, I had so much pain that I simply could not get off the couch. Had the house burned down I would have gone with it. It was that bad- even Greg tried to help me up. Casey finally got me up. I still do not know how. I only remember the pain.

As mentioned earlier,  have not slept decent in over 2 and a half weeks.
I just cannot get comfortable enough...
However, today, I sat in the recliner and slept ALL afternoon long!
That helps- Just that I am not tired now- Oh well.

I have been up and down about 17 times since I started writing this. I actually began this yesterday morning, at 6:20 AM -Will have to copy/paste it when I am done, which won't be long now...
Not sitting, sleeping, standing (anything) for too long still is one of the downfalls of my back.
*Not that there are ANY positives that I can think of right now either)...



10.
Waking earlier I had a message from Casey in my email.
"...This Blizzard is HORRIBLE! :(    I hope you're staying warm and dry. It's absolutely awful outside.  Greg went to Wal-mart at around 3pm. He'd been planning on stopping at KwikTrip too, but texted & said he was just going to the store because even at that time he said the roads were awful. He only got a few things and when he came back out to his car he said a layer of ice had formed on all his windows! In less than ten minutes! I am heading to bed now. I got an hour or so earlier but didn't want to sleep too late, and not sleep tonight. Seems to have worked because I'm super tired. I'll make sure Greg texts me when he gets to work tomorrow & I'll let you know that he made it. Call if you need anything. Love you MUCH MUCH!

Time for that copy/paste.

Hope all is well in your corner of the world.
My love to all

XOXO
Me

PS
If there could be a #11, it would HAVE TO BE about our "Dictator" guvna Walker; and all of what that damned idiot is trying to do to my friends, and to our beautiful state of Wisconsin.
Sorry but #11 will wait 'til later...

Joe Jackson is a _____ (?)

I look forward to your comments to 'complete' my title-

Punk-

... and I quote:

"Let’s face it: dogs just stink, (and the people who get so powerfully attached to them – for God knows what sick and twisted reasons) – stink too."

"If I can smell a dog, it is killing me. Even if I can’t smell it, I can see it, which causes me psychological distress."

"If they want to roll around in dog hair in their stinking homes, then good luck to them. Unless, of course, there are children present, in which case the dogs should be forcibly removed and shot.  Likewise if the dog addict’s flat adjoins another. The same, naturally, goes for their cars. To have a dog in one’s car when a child is present is clearly a form of child abuse."


Joe Jackson is a musician and writer- Or so the article states...
Personally, I think he is a narrow-minded fool without a heart.

While I do not really think an untrained 'pet' should be in a public place, this guy carries any dog ban to an unacceptable level.
Even the people I know that are allergic to dogs do not feel this hateful and murderous toward a dog...
I cannot even begin to imagine what life must be like- And I don't want to know.

Now 'scuse me while I go smooch on my smelly dog so she doesn't feel the need to go hunt him down and bite his stupid and damnable ass.

XOXO
Me

Old Dogs, Murderers, and Keeping Up With Pond Scum.

     Our "Homey" Dog!

Good Evening-
After a long, hot and humid day, I am thinking of this?


What I read:  (from HERE).
 
To even see this picture literally makes my skin crawl.
Photo taken by H. Marc. Larsen

OCONTO — In the months before his estranged wife's death, Randall Staeven routinely called his children "pigs," smashed a stool into the front of a stove, smacked the family cat with the back of his hand and had one child so frightened of him that she would hide in the basement when she was home alone with him, according to documents filed with the Oconto County clerk of courts office.

"The dogs shake when he is around them," Christine Staeven wrote when filing for one of two court injunctions she sought against him.

"He goes from spanking the kids and slams his fists together when we are arguing and I am afraid of what he will do," she wrote to the court in January 2009. "I don't know how far he will go."

Four months later, Christine Staeven, 40, was dead and her house set afire. Their 11-year-old daughter helped her brothers, ages 7 and 3, escape to safety.

Randall Staeven, 50, of Pulaski is charged with first-degree murder, arson, mutilating a corpse and three counts of first-degree reckless endangerment.

He made his initial appearance Friday before Oconto County Judge Michael Judge, who set bond at $750,000. Staeven did not have a lawyer, so Judge scheduled a continuance for Thursday.

As special prosecutor Vince Biskupic read the charges aloud, Staeven listened with his head down, his shoulders heaving slightly as he breathed.

Judge ordered the usual no-contact provisions as part of the bond, but at Biskupic's request, he also imposed the same order even if Staeven doesn't post bond: no contact with children or any of the witnesses named in the five-page criminal complaint.

Staeven, who appeared in court in jeans, a T-shirt, handcuffs and leg shackles, declined to argue the bond amount, saying, "No, I don't have an attorney. I won't say anything."

In January 2009, Christine Staeven twice filed injunctions against her husband. She withdrew the first, saying they were getting help for their problems. The second, which she filed about two weeks later, was dismissed at Randall Staeven's request a week after his wife's death.

The final months of her life weren't the only time the couple had problems in their 10-year marriage, according to court documents. She had filed for divorce from him twice, once in 2006 and again in 2009. She withdrew the 2006 action; the 2009 action was still in the court system at the time of her death.

In 2002, Randall Staeven was charged with disorderly conduct after throwing and breaking household items, hitting his wife three times in the head and tearing the phones off the wall so she couldn't call the police, according to a criminal complaint filed in the case.

He pleaded no contest in the case, but the court accepted a deferred prosecution agreement that required him to undergo anger management classes for a year.

Investigators say the fire to their home at 740 Jaworski Road in the town of Chase on May 14, 2009, had started in three separate places, indicating it was intentional. Christine Staeven had no trace of soot in her lungs, indicating she was dead before the fire was set, but her body was so badly burned that signs of injury would have been destroyed, the criminal complaint said.

A witness reported seeing Randall Staeven's SUV leaving the scene about an hour before the fire was discovered. Two witnesses — including Randall Staeven's nephew — reported that Staeven told them four days before the fire that he would rather see his wife dead and the house burned down before losing the house to her in the divorce.

Despite those witness statements, state and Oconto County investigators proceeded slowly and convened a John Doe hearing to gather evidence in the case. John Doe hearings, usually conducted in secret, allow investigators to question witnesses under oath in the presence of a judge. This hearing was conducted as recently as two weeks ago, according to the criminal complaint.

Neither Biskupic nor Oconto County Sheriff's Department investigator Darren Laskowski would comment Friday on the length of the investigation.

Biskupic said he was concerned about giving out too much information and then making it difficult to find an impartial jury.

Biskupic, former U.S. attorney who is in private practice in Appleton, said he is serving as special prosecutor because the county's district attorney, Jay Conley, has been elected circuit court judge and takes on his new duties next week.

Still another article: (from HERE)- states the following.
"Randall Staeven is charged with first-degree intentional homicide, arson and mutilating a corpse and three counts of first-degree reckless endangerment.

Oconto County Judge Michael Judge set Staeven’s bond at $750,000. Staeven also is prohibited from having any contact with relatives and witnesses named in the criminal complaint filed against him."

What I know:

1.
Randy Staevens killed our dog, Homey. He was my daughter Jenne's first dog, and her very best friend. Homey was a bright and wonderful dog. Once he had even brought in our cat which had been hit by a car. I was in the kitchen baking bread and noticed him coming up the driveway with 'something' in his mouth...
Suffering terribly, this dog lay down next to TC after laying her near his kennel. Ultimately Jim Stachura (a wonderful neighbor) was called and quickly came to put TC out of her misery.
Hell, almost everyone out in the boonies of Pulaski are wonderful neighbors.  I made many lifelong friends there, and keep in touch with them all.

2.
Jay Connelly should never have been put in as a judge.
He is a narrow~minded and easily bought prosecutor at best.
When my daughter Roberta was raped and almost bled to death, he would not even charge the man responsible. Claiming the word "rape" was not even in the the police filed statements.
It was. As a matter of fact, it was stated quite clearly in the very first paragraph.
I pointed this out to him and he shrugged. Said perp had tons of money... (And we ALL know how that goes). I paid over 3 grand, even with insurance, for the lifesaving surgery she needed. She almost bled out in my car.

3.
If you read the comments on either of the stories from the Green Bay Press Gazette articles you will see some 'grandma' person writing and proclaiming poor Staeven's innocence. "So there fore I believe that Randy is innocent and I personally know him myself and he is nothing like a monster..."
She is a rude and obnoxious woman who claims he was framed. (The mere thought of it boggles my mind)!

4.
Also referred to in the comments here is a statement from one of his coworkers, regarding his other half, one Diane Buffington.  She lived with Staevens while we lived on Jaworski Rd.
She is a lying, cheating, violent (and miserable) person as well.
We had many problems with this 'couple'.
Surely they belonged together- Just not across the driveway from my family and myself!
This commenter believes that Diane just knew how to push his buttons.
Really? I call BS. and think of 'birds of a feather'
Something I taught my children of morals and self, "No one can make you do anything you do not want to."
I am left wondering whose buttons Dianne was pushing when she went after Jennifer, (12 or 14 at the time) and started beating her and slapping her?
...maybe she was just having a bad hair day.
Diane also threw a very large rock at my eldest daughter's leg. Zoe was on crutches at the time, and had a walking boot type cast on her fractured foot- (13 or 14 then). I had been changing out the gear housing on my old Simplicity and had came around the corner to see this happen. I  would have knocked her stupid had she not retreated to her house upon seeing me. Coward!

5.
Randy thought it quite entertaining when my then husband, Dennis, knocked on his door holding 3 broken arrows he had collected and confiscated them from Diane's kids- Dennis had broken them in pieces so these boys could not fire them at Homey anymore.
Of course, no one did anything...
I can only imagine how these boys ultimately turned out... I do not remember their names otherwise I would check the Wisconsin Court Search record.
But we do know that murderers begin, usually, with killing defenseless animals

6.
The "good old boy" network still is alive and flourishing in Oconto County. I can only hope and pray that Staevens gets put away for good, and rots in his own shit until God can figure out what to do with him.

7.
About one of the good old boys comes the attached letter I wrote. (There will be others receiving similar letters, including the deputies who showed up and did nothing time after time after time).
For those men- (And yes, they were ALL men), who listened, shrugged, snickered, and went on their merry way- preferring to look the other way...

My apologies that this was/is so long...
Congratulations if you read every word and clicked the articles and document too!
Know that there is much, still, to get off my chest here, so bear with me.

XOXO
Me

Attachment: VanDeYacht, Gery.rtf

A Walk and a Drive...

   A teeny weenie beehive on the dumpster.

So now it is afternoon!
I should probably go offline one of these days. hehehe

Before I do, I must post a few pics for you...


Just a few flowers, thriving after all the rains!

Punk and I took a walk the other day.
The field hands had left their equipment, so I had to check this one out.




A long process to plant those cabbages individually. (Or even 4 at a time).



Yes, they are cabbages. (Purple and Green)!

Though cabbage disagrees with me, terribly, there comes a time that I must have it anyway; so I will be lifting a few heads! hehehe

When we got back up top, and home, Punk had to check something out.



She just kept sniffing and sniffing...
I have no idea what it was that smelled so attractive,


But in-between pictures, she fell in!


Kelli and Tim had to steal their trailer last weekend to get more work done around.


She waved at me as I walked around the corner...
(Yikes! Maybe it was sign language)?


Only the back of the shed knows for sure! hehehe


We went down there the other day- Kelli was working on the horse enclosure and had seen me pull in, so she drove up to greet me-


And yes, I got right on behind her too! (Shhh, don't tell my doctor)!

From the back vantage point (that I haven't been able to get to because of the darn mud), I snapped a rare picture-


That little puddle is deep, and it was grand fun getting through it!


Happy that I had come by, it was high time for KelliBaby to take a break!


Take a load off, Kelli!

We were out by the pond.
Miss Coco was barking her head off because I had left Punk in the car-
(Those barks may have woken Tim up)! Oops.

He let Punk out of the car, and first thing she does is grab a stick...



So I threw it in the pond.
(What would you have done? Same thing)! hehehe
She is a spoiled little child, and I cannot say no to her for long-




And she fetched it too!


This went on and on- I had to find a smaller stick every time because Coco would run off with them all. (I have NO idea where she was putting them)!?


They do play together very well.



Punk won that tug of war-
But only for a very short minute...

Coco takes a running jump and shoots right over Punkin.
See, Punk opens her mouth in disbelief while Coco is flying over, and loses her stick!
hehehe
(I swear)!




But Punk always gets her back somehow...


(I love the expression on Miss Coco's face as Punk shakes off)!

Meanwhile, Miss Kelli is convincing Mr. Miller that he should go in too.



Miller tries not to get in~between Coco and Punk.
(Mr Miller is very very bright)!

But shortly, there comes a time that he cannot resist either!

HAHAHA!     "Go Miller!"

No matter who is in the pond, Punk loves every minute of it!




And we love watching them too!
Punk does need watching- For some reason she has a problem keeping her hindquarters going in the water- Must be those hips of hers, but sometimes she scares me too-

It is to be 85 to 90 this weekend- Methinks we shall be going down the road once or twice to throw the dog (and a stick or two) in.
(Hopefully Kelli and Tim will be home too). hehehe

I hope too that all is well in your little corner of the world!
Casey will be coming out shortly and I must get my butt in gear.

My love to all.  Have a happy and safe 4th of July!

XOXO
Me

Rain. Snow. Sleet. (And Dark of Night).

"Dogs just wanna have fun!" hehehe


Happy Saturday All;
It's been a busy week. Busy, but not industrious either. Just one of those weeks where nothing has gotten done.

We had some nasty storms on Tuesday evening. Then it cooled off-
But the winds did not die down. It has been chilly- The "bone" kind of chilly.


I brought Casey to the doctor because she could not get a return call from his nurse.

(Of course Miss Punk came along).
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Yes, it was warm enough that day to open windows and drive fast.



She waits patiently in the car for us to return...

Then comes funtime for her.
In the field by the hospital, she knows she gets to play with her new toy again.








She seems to love it when Casey gets her new toys! 
This one, a bottle holder, to give it oomph as it's thrown.
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Casey. In the daffodils.
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That evening, Miss Kelli had stopped by on her way to Michelle's to feed the horses.

(Refer to top picture again). hehehe
It was warm enough to have all the pups outside playing too.

Sputty is not afraid of these beasts of ours either. As they play, he just rambles between Kelli and myself, or sits on the Cub Cadet. (Methinks he is smitten by that lawnmower of mine).

He even got thirsty at one point.

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This cannot end well! 
(Kelli's old washtub being 1/2 full of rainwater).  hehehe


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As we looked to the South, we saw the first of the thundertops heading our way
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... and moving ever so slowly.
I have heard it said that the slower they move, the stronger they grow.
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Which seemed to be the case that night...

I have my NOAA weather radio. It began to sound the tornado warning. (And yet, even then, there had not been a severe thunderstorm watch or warning issued).


Mr. Sputnik heard the TV weatherman warn us to get under something sturdy...

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While Miss Punk waited by the back entrance.




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ALL of the tornadoes hit south and east of Green Bay. In fact, the TV picture above makes our own storms look much worse than they were on the ground, thank God.

I was awakened by a strange noise on Friday morning...

Good Freakin' Grief, my furnace had kicked in! (I had long since turned the thermostat all the way down, so this told me it was less than 62° in the house).
No wonder I had been chilled, even in my pj's...

Punk woke me last night- (rather "early" this morning). She had been asleep in her chair when I'd gone to sleep.  Quite regularly she wakes me up so she can steal my pillow...

But first to put her outside on the off chance I might be able to go back to sleep myself.

Funny noise out there too...  Drip. Drip. Drip. Plunk.
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Oh but check the right handle...

Yeah Baby, that is snow...





Punk ran around a bit in search of her toys...

It has all since melted.

And that's all the news (that's fit to print). hehehe

Have a 'wunnaful' weekend my friends!
My love to all

XOXO
Me