Oh-Bla-Di ~ Oh-Bla-Dah

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Good Afternoon;
Methinks I am almost caught up with my blogs for a while.
We were to be headed to Sault Ste. Marie today. (Didn't work out that way though).

I am sitting here after trying to get all of my wash done before leaving.  Little things that I just want clean for when we get back. 

Randy came out yesterday-
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Punk needs this rough and tumble play so badly

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He also said he would finish up my drains today.
And here I am, just cooling my heels, and waiting.  Grrr...   MEN!
Oh well.
To know we wanted to leave though- (Just p*sses me off, big~time).


We had court last week on Master Gabriel's behalf. 
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Casey arriving at the courthouse...

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Same as last month when Chuck was given all rights to Baby Sam, Roberta chose to not even show up.
While it helps everyone's cause (especially Gabriel's), that she didn't show, I am still astounded how parents can just leave a child...
I do believe there is a special place in hell for those with the "out of sight, out of mind" thought process.

She has given birth 3 times. 
She has had her parental rights terminated with all three, deservedly so.
Is it right for a grandmother to feel this way? Probably not; but I am actually happy for the boys.

With the exception of Master Gabriel, they live with their dads-
These men have stepped up to that proverbial parental plate and have done right by their sons, my grandbabies.
I am very proud of these young men.

Master Gabriels foster parents want so much to adopt him. I pray they succeed.
They are good and decent people, and he has been welcomed into their family, truly loved and cared for, and finally knows what a real family is about. 

We stopped by their home after court by to tell Miss Kristin how everything went.
The next step will be to ensure he stays with them on a forever basis. I believe they have all the proper papers already in order.

Everyone was outside!
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Here she is with their "triplets"  hehehe

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The following day I did something I should not have done-
(But all this "taking it easy" and "complete rest", etc. is driving me freakin' batty).

Casey and I had found some mulberries up here-
(I have 3 trees up here, and more back by the woods). 
There were a few berries that the deer had not touched, the rest for the birds being too high up to reach.
But there were just not enough left from the deer for our watering taste buds.
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So we piled in the car and headed for the woods-  
-(insert sigh)...  The tree back there wasn't even close to being ripe!


So... As long as we were to the woods, and as long as Casey felt well enough to go down the ravines, then by God, so did I.

We have had little rain for a long time. Not only do we need it for the crops, but even the river needs a bath too.  That does TOO make sense!
(Everything, including rivers, kinda gets a little icky with no fresh rain).
Casey found a skeleton to something or another...


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But stinky there too, so she threw it back.

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She played a very cute peek~a~boo too.

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A ton of water spiders...
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Punk feels it her 'duty' to chase them too.
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But she doesn't always get them either...
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HAHAHA

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For obvious reasons, I didn't want to have to go back up either. 
Somehow, Punk knew this.
(If Casey had not been along, there is NO WAY you would even believe what I am going to write next):

Punk went up to the top as I slowly made my way up. Odd because she is generally right at my side. She even left Casey's side to go to the top!

She came back with a stick.
I had no idea what she was doing as she kept forcing that stick in my direction...

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She proceeded to pull me up the rest of the way!

With God as my witness, that is exactly what she did.
I am so blessed by this little dog.
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The weather has been raunchy-
Chilly- and yes we did get a few spots of rain. (We need much more).

Uh-Oh, Randy has just pulled in...

*** WARNING!
All of you with the 100+ temps might want to look away for a moment...
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So that is what we have had in our neck of the woods.
That it feels strange to not be complaining about the heat is an understatement. I am always the 1st to whine about the heat and humidity; and here I am saying it is chilly in July,
(and praying for 100% humidity to fall on our heads for a few days).

I honestly don't remember the last time I mowed the lawns- They are brown, dried, and shriveled, except for the weeds of course. 
And those weeds need mowing.
There is no grass.
....... Not that I care to be on the rider anyway.




I made some stuffed green pepper casserole yesterday...



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(Nope. Didn't use this one)...  

I was completely nauseated when that one slipped out of its bag.
The 'splat' and the splatter just sounded SO gross!.

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Casey stopped at the store on her way out and picked up some fresh green peppers.
Dang. Now I am hungry ~as I hear the leftovers calling my name~
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Love to all

XOXO
Me

PS
I think I should enclose this picture for my sister-
Sorry Barbara, I kept forgetting...
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Bobbé, at the same age as Big Sam is now.

Written on the back by my mom:
"Bobbé, on her favorite diet!"
hehehe

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Here is Big Sam now
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You might be right!
(I am old and I might have forgotten). 


Do you think they look the same?
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Splash!

 

The lilacs by the old shed...
Transplanted from Ginny Ryan's home...
...Who originally had gotten them from Mom!

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Good Morning All;
I have been up since three and could not get 'back' to sleep. Still, it is better than a week ago, so that is a good thing. . .
A little rough around the edges today, but really no worse for the wear.
I mowed lawn yesterday.

Punk helped.
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Here she is packing down the grass so I don't have to mow there.

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Then after I had mowed here,
she lay down so I would know I already cut that part.

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Good help is so hard to find these days.

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I had "human" help too.
& what timing when the phone rang!

It was Casey- said she was on her way out to "check on me".
At this point, I had just called down to Kelli's to see if Tim could come to help me get the belt back on right. I had mowed a bit, and up wafted this acrid burning smell that can only be a belt.
Looking it over, it had slipped off one of the front engine pulleys.
Casey beat Tim here, hehehe and between the two of us, we got it back on. I didn't want to pull the whole deck off if I didn't have to. A little elbow grease, me at the front and Casey manually turning the blades, and it popped back in. She quick called Tim and told him that he could go back to enjoying his day off.


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Speaking of Kelli... Here she is, showing off her new Packer shirt-
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She had dropped Mr. Miller off on Friday evening as she had some running to do and wanted to have him in the fresh air.
I thought it would be good exercise for the dogs (and myself) to walk to the woods once more. It was jacket weather- Not too cold, not too warm. Just perfect.

On the walk back, there was Mama Killdeer doing her "I'm wounded" act so we wouldn't go near her nest. (Killdeer do this to show a potential nest thief that 'she' is actually the easy target- A "come and get me" type thing), and makes a lot of noise to call attention to herself.
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They actually flop around acting like they are so very injured.
Fun to watch- She followed us almost the whole way.
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Punk and Miller got to the woods before I did. They would both turn around as if to say "hurry up already"
Slow but sure... And since I have Casey's cane it is almost easy to go into the woods after them.
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I think they were deciding whether or not to go down to the river!

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Down they went, with only seconds before I heard the "SPLASH".
Miller was more cautious than Punk- Kid that she is, she will jump in without a care about how steep the bank is and how she will get back out.
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Mr Miller walked until he found a place to get in.
Punk, trying to rid her fur of any trace of her last bath,
(in the river of course).

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I did not go down, knowing it would have half killed me to come back up. hehehe Those ravines are steep!

After a while the "kids" came back up, tired and wet. Miller had only gone in deep as his belly, Punk was completely soaked, save for the last 12" of her tail. (How she did that is a mystery to me)!?!?
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They both sat for a while, catching their breath from the climb up.

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Punk even gave Miller a kiss when he got back up the hill!
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Miller even wanted his belly rubbed!
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Sorry Big Boy, that is not gonna happen.
He was caked with mud!

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Punk had done something to her leg/paw on the way home-
Kelli checked it for me.
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Punk must have twisted it or something, but she's OK now

What a "show off" Kelli is ~bending over and everything!

(And Mr. Miller ~still waiting for that belly rub)...

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~still waiting...
Notice the bottom half of Punks tail. Dry!

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Time to get my day started-
I have much to do. Casey and Greg will be coming out later, with Master Gabriel as well. it will do my heart good to see them all here!
I have already elected Greg to stay near Gabriel- (He's the only one that can pick him up if he falls down). Gabriel, not Greg. hehehe

Hope you are all having a grand weekend, and that your weather cooperates too!
Be safe. There's a lot of fools out there just waiting to rain on your parade. (In more ways than one).

Love to all.

XOXO
Me

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Posted to Y! 360, Sunday May 24, 2009 - 07:27am (CDT)

Shut My Yap???

 

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ARF!
(And by now, we all know what that means)!

I know you will probably not believe me today, but sometimes us dogs do get into trouble.

No, really. We do.
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Like when we go to the woods...
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Hard to believe now but Mr. Miller beat us ALL to the woods.

And he was with Mama Milly...
(I had to wait for my 'she')...

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She can be SO pokey...
And mean too!

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After I found Miller, we got to go down to the river.
I thought Mama Milly would be there too.
But she wasn't.

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That's ME, in the river!
Mr Miller was too, but 'she' didn't get that picture.

She let us play for a long time.
But then it was time for us to come back up the cliff.
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Yeah, we were kinda soggy.
And yeah, I probably shouldn't have rolled in the dirt.
(Miller shouldna either)...

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Kinda dirty.
So?
But I like me like this...

"She" doesn't though.
And she tells me to roll in the grass...
(See? "mean" she is).

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So I roll.
Then me and Mr. Miller run home.

But we get caught and have to go back.

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See, Miller hasn't rolled in the grass yet.
So she tells him to roll too.
"Mean. Mean. MEAN!"

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He does.
THEN we have to go home

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We waited nice for her...
and STILL hafta get washed off?

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So one day Mama comes home with us...
(She usually doesn't).
I tried to sneak up on her and steal her ball.

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It didn't work...
(Maybe she saw me)?
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She's not fair like that...
I think she just was hoping that she might get another sucker,
and that is why she came home with us that day.

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She stole it from the Little Guy.

'member him?

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He's showing off his shirt!
From Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan.
Guess who bought it for him?
Me!
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OK, so no I didn't-
Just lucky I can get on this computer-
Can you IMAGINE if I got to go to the bank too?

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Anyway, I would like to go back to Sault Ste. Marie.
Maybe we can still go,
and I can jump into the water again...

It's a LONG ride.
Which I don't mind...
But I do HATE to see these big things...

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And we don't even know what they are??
Do YOU?

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Me and 'she' go for short rides sometimes.
A few days ago we went down the road here>
And she went to the little veggie stand.
WHICH I LOVE!

But THIS time she pulled in the yard...
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I thought it was OK.

'Til I saw this...

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And I HAD to protect my 'she'..
I growled, but she made me be still.

And THEN I saw THIS!

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And it was TOO much!

I growled AND barked.
And she still made me be quiet!

(She told me to SHUT MY YAP)?

I tell ya, there's just too much trouble for us dogs...

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Mama Milly thinks she's cool cuz she's got a boyfriend.
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This is "Chevy"

(One day when Mama Milly didn't come back from the woods
She was at HIS house)!
The lady called and tattled on her too!
HAHAHA!

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Mama gets a boyfriend...
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And I get a CAT???

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And they call this "A Dogs Life"
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ARF to all!
May your bowls and your bellies always be full!
And may your bone supply never go missing.

Love,
Punk

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Saturday September 20, 2008 - 01:29pm (CDT)