Daisy Doo

I wanted a third baby.  Real bads.  I begged Chris for months.  Actually, almost a year.  But he was adamant that we should not be outnumbered.  “Man to man coverage,” he would say.  “Can’t take that spread offense, Mom.” Just before Christmas, we finally agreed on a solution.  We would get a puppy.  And I could snuggle and cuddle and sniff her forever and ever amen. Which is how Daisy joined our family. We got Daisy from a rescue society in Orlando.  It was the craziest process I’ve ever been…

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Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds.

On Saturday, we said goodbye to my sweet Lucy Girl. About six months ago, Lucy had liver failure and while she was able to get back to a point where she was functioning again, she just never fully recovered. She continued to have accidents all over the house, which we could have dealt with. But it was her aggression that prompted us to make the call to the vet about end of life options. Lucy had become so aggressive in the last month. She was snipping at all of us,…

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The Odd Couple

Now, I love my dog, Lucy.  Love her.  But as much as I love her, Lucy is sort of the black sheep of our family.  She is grumpy, and is sort of like living with a cranky old lady.  She doesn’t like loud noises, being woken up, staying up late, or sharing.  We’ve thought seriously about giving her away to a different family.  She really would be better in a home with no other animals or children, but I just can’t bring myself to do it.  She just likes her…

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Introducing the Dogs to Wee Babies

Introducing the Dogs to Wee Babies When we were bringing Bean home for the first time, I was a little worried about introducing him to our dogs. We have a big black lab named Big Molly who I didn’t worry about for a second. I was pretty sure that sweet Molly would let any baby climb all over her, pull her tail, or dress her up like a pony without ever batting an eye. Over the years, I have been proven right countless times. Big Molly loves babies. Even before…

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Come Home to Kittens

I can’t say enough about how strong my mom has been since my dad’s passing.  She has been the epitome of grace and strength throughout the past seven weeks.  She is facing all the challenges that come with losing a spouse head on, and though it is incredibly difficult for her, she continues to impress me by her ability to move forward even in the midst of such sadness and loss.  I think she has balanced the grief with moving forward perfectly, and whenever I find myself struggling with how…

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Too Many Living Things

We have a lot of living beings in our house. Me and Chris, two wild two legged beasts, two wild four legged beasts, and a fish named Lt. Dan (cause he ain’t got no legs). When we’re all home and at full capacity, it’s a little overwhelming. And God help the person who calls me when all living beings in our house are hungry. It’s like World War 3 around here at meal times – every man (or beast) (or Bean) for themselves. In all the hustle of our daily…

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Coping

They say that when you’re pregnant, your dogs can sense that something is up.  With Bean, this was true.  Lucy and Molly stayed closer to me, were quieter, and were gentler during my whole pregnancy.  And then Bean came along and their lives changed forever. This time around is slightly different.  For one thing, the dogs don’t sense that something is up.  They KNOW.  And they KNOW exactly what’s going on.  They’ve seen this before.  And, trust me, they are none too pleased about this unexpected turn of events. Each…

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A Day at the Dog Park

(Warning: This post is about poop.  Lots of poop.  Proceed at your own risk.  Just be thankful that my camera cord is still missing and so I don’t have any pictures to share.) For the first few years of Lucy’s life, I was living in college apartments.  That meant that she learned how to walk on a leash pretty good because I had to walk her every day.  She got so good that she could actually go to the bathroom on command. “Go potty, Lucy.” Done. But when we got…

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Lt. Dan

We’ve been at my parent’s house for almost two weeks now.  And we all seem to be adjusting to the situation pretty good, all things considered. Everyone that is, except Lt. Dan. Our new fish, Lt. Dan, is turning out to be a royal pain the rear.  Apparently, I have the only demanding beta fish known to man.  From what I can tell, Lt. Dan is upset that he has been moved.  Though, I cannot fathom why.  He has been relocated to the kitchen table in my parent’s kitchen, right…

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Our Family is Growing!

Yes, it’s true. Our family of three just became a family of four. I’m so happy to announce the arrival of our slimy, scaly bundle of joy. I bought Bean a fish yesterday. Which caused an argument between me and Chris over the necessity of another living being in our house at the moment. But I insisted. Bean loves fish. Ergo, Bean NEEDS a fish. And now, Bean HAS a fish. Chris doesn’t think I can keep this fish alive, but I beg to differ. My track record with fish…

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