A Dogs Life Ain't Easy... ARF!

 

~Jus' look at the size of these mulberries, wouldja!!!

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ARF!!!

(And we ALL know what THAT means)!
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Yup.

It's me!!!
Punk!

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Hello Fur~Friends (and others);
I've been meaning to write for a long time, but then doo~doo always happens, and things get in the way...

Since I haven't written for so long, this might be long.
(Better grab a bowl of kibbles to munch on).

LOTS of things happen around here every day... But in the course of my own 4~footed days there are some things that are just plain fun for a dog like me.
Like the other day when we all went back to the woods. My mama Milly never sticks around for all the fun, so I can't find any pics of her that day.
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'Cept this one...
And all you can see is her silly butt!
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My mama must have secret places.
And that's the "Little Guy" too!

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But first he had to ask permission to go?
(And he has to say "May I please...")?

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And he was all smiles when my 'she' said "GO"

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He followed me everywhere.
I went kinda slow so he could sorta keep up too.
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But I still had to wait every now and then...

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I showed him stuff,
like a bird in the trees...
And the bird wasn't even a~scared of us!!!

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My "Little Guy" doesn't like things that move without him,
(like bugs and stuff), and he saw one... and screamed!
So we were 'off' again.

Well, at least I was!

(That scream always makes me run)!

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But I had to come back 'til he caught up...

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We went to the old Mulberry tree.

It was LOADED with yummy berries!

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My 'she' used to go sit in that tree when she was young

And eat berries all afternoon!

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My Little Guy got his hands all stained!

This was funny,
Just that he didn't think so!

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The berries were REALLY big too!
(Just look at the very top picture)!

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It was pretty hot that day...
And since I'm s'posedta watch my "Little Guy", I couldn't go down to the river.
But that was OK with me...
I found the next best thing while they ate berries.
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Well, I thought is was OK 'til my 'she' turned around
...and gave me a really dirty look!!!
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I had to 'pologize...
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(But then I did get to go swimming in the river)!

"ARF" !!!

er, Pretty smart of me, huh?

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I went down there to get clean,

And my Little Guy tried to follow me...

He's kinda fast like that,
(especially DOWN~hill)!

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Nothing doing though...
My she's back hurts and she wouldn't go down.
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So then they played in the grasses.
Some are bigger than he is!
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He found some seed pods...
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And found a green pinecone too!
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Then we had to go back home,
dry off;
and take a nap.

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The End.

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Have a grrrr great dog day!
Love, Punk

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Later I will write about what THIS guy does to me.
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And how he abuses me something fierce!

(He's really MEAN sometimes)...
Mean. Mean. Mean!
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Originally posted to my Y!360, Wednesday July 16, 2008 - 09:41am (CDT)

SHARE THE DRAGON!

Feel free to steal this image.
I had done a few words on this a while back...
And it still rings true today.

XOXO
Anne

My Yesterday... Good. Bad. (Ugly too)

 

Master Gabriel, playing in the sprinkler...
(Before I returned him to Roberta).

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Good Morning All;
The very best news of all is that Big Sam was released from the hospital yesterday afternoon. He is at home with Charles and Marie, and of course with Damion too!

GOD BLESS CHUCK AND MARIE not only for stepping up and in, but for their ability to love, and to care.

Casey was back at the hospital yesterday too.

She is alright for now, just in awful pain; having chosen NOT to stay at St. Marys.
We still wait for that visit to Mayo. Those of you on her friends list know when this will be. She has asked that I not write it within my own blog, so I won't.

And life goes on...

Yesterday was Roberta's 28th birthday.
My mind swirls with the thought that anyone can be 28, and so irresponsible.
She is my child. And like the other three, will always be; no matter what I think of her chosen lifestyle.


She called in the late afternoon yesterday to let me know she was going to pick Gabriel up. He wasn't here at that point, and she threw a hissy~fit that I would not tell her exactly WHERE he was.
(He was being taken care of by a very good friend, thus enabling me to get a bit of rest).
Said she would call the cops if I didn't tell her where he was.
I told her to come out in 2 hours, that I would have him here for her to pick up.

By the time my phone rang again it was 8:30pm,  I was over to Casey and Greg's place- Gabriel was already there.
An officer with the Green Bay Police Department.
(No big surprise there).
But the officer told me I was late in bringing him home.
What?
I told her then, what I had told Roberta about picking him up...

Kinda crazy, huh?

Casey and I spoke with the officer at great length.
Yes, I would return him, but I wanted the officers to know exactly what type of household I was returning this little guy to.

The lady officer asked if tomorrow (today) would be better to return him.

At that point I could have played Berta's little game, but chose not to.

I said I would have him there in 25 minutes; that I respectfully requested their presence upon my arrival.

When I got there, another officer came to the car, while the lady spoke with Roberta.
Punk, not knowing which way to turn, or how to act.

(I held her collar; she was fine).

The officer asked had we contacted Child Protective Services?
I told him yes, and gave him the names of the people that are on the case.

To my amazement he told me that based on the info that Casey and I had shared, they had already contacted the Green Bay drug unit.
Thank God for small miracles.

Roberta was quite charming; and yes, Master Gabriel was happy to see his mom after 10 days without any contact whatsoever.

Oddly enough, he never mentioned her either.

She had not once inquired after him,
~never even calling simply to say "good night" to him...

She did call to tell me to bring my pictures up to the hospital for some book.
That was yesterday morning.

Since Casey was terrible sick, and since I cannot pack up and leave on a moments notice, I told her no.
I asked her to get the email of the NICU, that I would forward my pictures there.

She never called back.

Charles and Marie have kept me informed about Samuel; and for this I owe them much. They will sign papers on Friday for primary placement and joint custody.

As you can tell, my mind is still in a tailspin from all that has transpired.
And I fear I am not dealing all too well with this all either.

I will share more later...

Love to all, 

and special love to those of you who have taken the time to comment/contact me on all these overwhelming topics.

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted to my Y!360, Monday July 14, 2008 - 10:19am (CDT)

Condom Hair Bands

http://www.snopes.com/medical/toxins/hairband.asp
USED condoms???
You make the call.

This is so gross...
(and I just put my hair up for the day)...

XOXO
Me

Masterpieces Gone Quackers!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/misty69/sets/72157603743580096/
This gal is talented, and has a mean streak that will keep you laughing long after you see her 'touched up' pictures.
(Like the next time you go to a gallery or a showing).

XOXO
Anne




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With a Little Help From My Friends...

 

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What would you think if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
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Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song,
And I'll try not to sing out of key.

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I get by with a little help from my friends,
I get high with a little help from my friends,

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Going to try with a little help from my friends.

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What do I do when my love is away.
(Does it worry you to be alone)

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How do I feel by the end of the day
(Are you sad because you're on your own)

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No I get by with a little help from my friends,

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Do you need anybody,
I need somebody to love.
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Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love.
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Would you believe in a love at first sight,

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Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time.

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What do you see when you turn out the light,
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(I can't tell you, but I know it's mine).

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Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,

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Do you need anybody,
I just need somebody to love,
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Could it be anybody,
I want somebody to love.
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I get by with a little help from my friends,
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Yes I get by with a little help from my friends,
With a little help from my friends.
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.Gonna try with a little help from my friends.

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I get by with a little help from my friends,
I get high with a little help from my friends,
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♫  Are ya singing?

I need to thank everyone that replied to my last blog (click, if you missed it).

I needed a bit, (no, a whole lot), of support. And most of you came through with flying colors.
I still have many that "read and run"; (not sure why?).
Or those that do not even come to visit.

Drugs.
Alcohol.
Addictions.
(And yes, I do have my own little addictions with respect to my cigarettes and my Wild Cherry Pepsi)...

But there is a definite line to be drawn with all of this too.
Plenty of you were not afraid to describe that line (and in no uncertain terms).

It is NOT a fine line.

There is no 'wagon' to fall off of or to get back on when you are carrying and/or raising children.
(This proverbial 'wagon' a mere excuse to create people as we would like them to be, and not necessarily who they wish to be).

It is not up to us to 'change' anything...

Sadly, it IS up to us to pick up the pieces; (or perhaps to somehow be made to 'feel' responsible).
Again, I am not sure of the whys and wherefores of that either.
But I do 'search'.

And in my own little searching, (and in addition to those of you who took the time to comment and share), I found much just where I knew it would be.
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For it all, I thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

Have a good weekend.

XOXO
Anne

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Originally posted to my Y! 360, Saturday July 12, 2008 - 12:42pm (CDT)

Photo Quiz: Spot the Fakes!

http://urbanlegends.about.com/library/bl_image_quiz.htm
VERY VERY COOL!
A great site to test your knowledge of what is real and what is not.
Click on the link above.
Have fun!
And DO let me know what your score is!
(I got 8 wrong)...

XOXO
Anne

How Would YOU Deal?

Good Morning;
I am sickened...
Know that I have added another 2 'blocks' within my contacts...

Gabriel and I will be leaving soon...
And I just wanted to let you know what I have been reading this morning, (and every chance I have had since Friday).
Just a few links for you...

Here's one.  CLICK HERE

And another. CLICK HERE

Still another. CLICK HERE

Are you disgusted yet?

Try this one. CLICK HERE.

As always, this is America.
You are then free to draw your own conclusions.

My own thoughts are "HOW FRICKIN' DAMN DARE YOU!?!"

...And I just cannot get past that.


XOXO
Anne

"Big Sam"

Rating:	★★★
Category:	Other

As of yesterday afternoon, Samuel is back on his feeding tube...

XOXO
Me

As for right now, Master Gabriel is still asleep, and I am going to try to nap a bit...

"Big Sam" (New pics added 7-18)

Born July 4th, 2008
Immediately placed in Neonatal Intensive Care
Breathing and feeding tubes placed July 4th, removed July 5th
Feeding tube replaced on July 11...
Switched from milk formula to soy formula on July 10, 2008
Inability to tolerate either...

Released to the custody of his father (Charles), and his wife, (Marie), on July 13th.

Doctor appointment on Wednesday July 16th, gained 3 ounces!
Say YAY!!!
His pediatrician would like for him to keep gaining an ounce a day.

Re: Roberta

Any detectives out there?
(I know there are)...

Good Morning;

This man, goes by the name of Greg Braemer,   DOB 11-1-81.

He has admittedly served time in Texas for drugs/related charges.

He is tall, my guess would be over 6'2" and weighs 275-300+ lbs.

He currently resides in Green Bay, on University Ave (IMHO, one of Green Bay's armpits).

He has told me he works at American Foods Group.
This is apparently within walking distance as he has no car, (no license due to OWI's and Revocations, driving after revocation, etc).

How do I go about finding out more, and/or getting his a$$ thrown out of town, or in jail?

**** Word to the wise:
You may mess with me all you want...
But never EVER mess with my children or grandchildren.
It has always been thus...

Nuff said ~for now.

Sadly, I should have more sick news later.

XOXO
Anne

Click on the following line if you wish...
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**** He is NOT the father of my Big Sam...