Category Archives: Dogs

I Wish I Had a Picture of That

Sam and SoLow spend most of their days either sleeping or playing.  Sometimes they come to us for petting but usually they just like to play and sleep. 

It’s easy to see when Sam wants to play with SoLow.  She will walk up to SoLow and crouch, as if she’s going to jump on her.  If SoLow doesn’t respond, Sam will stand up and swat her with her right paw a few times on the shoulder.  That always gets SoLow charging toward Sam and off they go.

Now, if SoLow wants to play, usually she will just dance around, back and forth, and act like she’s going to take off running.  That usually gets Sam dancing and running with SoLow through the house.  SoLow takes advantage of it by trying to bite Sam’s ankles as she runs and sometimes they both go tumbling and sliding on the tile floor.  Rarely does SoLow ever actually catch Sam’s ankle but I have seen it happen.  What a hoot to watch.

But for the first time, today I saw SoLow sit up on her butt, balanced by her tail, little paws sticking straight out, nosing Sam in the face.  And Sam was just standing there and taking it!  The funny thing is that SoLow is a dachshund and Sam is a Sheltie.  SoLow HAS to sit that way for her face to be at the same level as Sam’s.  It would’ve done no good for me to take a picture because SoLow was sitting at my feet but I so wish Ed had been holding a camera right at that moment.

Why is it that when something funny … or interesting … or memorable happens, we never seem to have a camera in hand?  And that moment is gone before we have time to capture it.  Thankfully, I will always have the memories of Sam and SoLow playing and I hope to have Sam and SoLow to watch for years to come.  Can you tell?  I missed my dogs while I was on vacation!


Surgery Update and a Special Visitor

I am SO tired!  It has been a long day but it has also been a good day.  Daughter Kim met Ed and me at Denton Regional Hospital today around 9:30 a.m.  We both left about 6:15 tonight and, except for a few hours during the midday for lunch, we spent the majority of our time in the surgery waiting room … waiting.

Ed was taken for surgery about 1:10 pm and by 3:50, I was getting a little antsy.  They estimated an hour and a half to two hours for the surgery.  What was taking them so long???  Geez!  We got to talk to the surgeon about 4 pm and he explained that Ed was special.  The carotid artery branches off usually about mid-neck into the inner and outer carotid arteries.  Ed’s branch was higher up the neck and so there was more to clean out and the patch had to be placed closer to the skull than normal.  It just took a while but everything went just fine, Dr. Cruz said.

If all looks good tomorrow morning, Dr. Cruz could let Ed come home as soon as 10 am.  I’ll have to check my schedule and see if I will be available that early in the morning.  It’s been a long day and I am beat!  Ed may have to wait until tomorrow afternoon.

YEAH, RIGHT!!!  Like that would happen!

Meanwhile, on the home front, I heard a loud bang tonight and peaked out the back door to see a cute little visitor trying to get into the dog and goat food.  After knocking the dog food off the table and being unsuccessful in opening that container, the raccoon then got back on the table and checked out the goat food.  The dogs are now outside guarding it, panting to get another view, a smell, and maybe a little bite of tail as the raccoon goes up over the fence!

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My New Country Song

I have decided to write a country song. I don’t think I ever really believed the old songs that talked about the songwriter’s dog dying, the truck being stolen, the house burning down, and the spouse leaving ‘em. I mean, really??? If all that happened to me, I don’t think I would be writing a song about it!

Well, on the other hand, maybe I’ve got my own song to write this week. It might go something like this:

My son’s mad at the world and he won’t call.

Hubby’s been using me for a walking cane, so he won’t fall.

My old dawg quit eatin’ and then she passed.

What a week this has been! Geez, how long can it last?


When I stopped by Mom’s house, I set off the alarm.

The Meadows Building is costing a leg and arm.

Dog Sam has a danged infection; allergies are just that way.

Goat Bob likes to head-butt me and that’s on a good day!


Friday afternoon, to surgery Hubby will go

To fix his pain in the neck … and mine too, you know?

Termites have invaded Mom’s storage barn and garage.

What more can go wrong? Surely, it’s all been a mirage!


We brought Stephi home to die …

… and she was a good girl to the end.

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Stephi quit eating last weekend and had a dramatic loss of weight.  Sam gained most of the weight she lost because Sam was eating Stephi’s food.  I took her to Vet Kelly Harrington last Tuesday and pleaded with her to keep Stephi alive for a few more months, just until Drake got home.  They got her to eat but she wasn’t drinking enough water so they kept her for a few days.  She quit eating midday on Thursday.  By Friday, she was no longer responding to them at all. 

Vet Kelly said she thought Stephi might’ve had a stroke.  She didn’t have the energy to get up and when they would stand her up, she just sunk back to her side. There was no recognition in her eyes at all.  We picked her up Friday afternoon and brought her home to die with us.  We could’ve let Vet Kelly put her down but, even if she didn’t recognize it very much, I wanted her to die in familiar surroundings, with Sam and SoLow at her side.

We placed her on the bed she used to love, hiding under my old desk, peeking out at the world.  Occasionally, she would try to get up so I thought she might like to go outside for a while.  I think she really enjoyed the breeze ruffling her coat, and seeing the birds and the blue sky for a while.

Our friend Ken and his son came and dug a grave for her out behind the house.  We live on a rocky hill and this was not an easy task.  They said their good-byes to all the dogs but Ken’s son gave Stephi a lot of attention when they left.  I don’t know that Stephi even knew what was going on, but I knew and I really appreciated the effort and kindness of both of them. 

She went through a period last night when she would move her head and make strange noises, almost like she was dreaming and trying to bark but she didn’t look she was in any pain, just restless.  Vet Kelly had given me pain medication, similar to morphine for dogs, and I made sure she wasn’t hurting.  Ed and I both spent a lot of time with her last night, calming her and trying to keep her comfortable.  I laid down beside her about midnight and fell asleep petting her.  Around 1:10 am, I awoke and found that Stephi had slipped away while I dozed next to her on the floor.

I buried her this morning, after letting Sam and SoLow say their good-byes.  She is placed so that she can see the house, Sam and SoLow in the dog yard, the goats, and the rising sun.  She was our little princess, our first Sheltie, a good girl.  She will be missed.  Drake will be upset that he missed saying good-bye but I gave her a special finger-wave especially from him.

We love you, Stephi Lynn.

Lunch in Southlake

Yesterday, there was a Good Old Girls Club lunch meeting in Southlake at Rockfish.  The food was wonderful and the company was even better.  We talked so much; I’m really surprised we tasted the food.  One of us had the lunch salmon; one had the fish ‘n chips; and one had the crab cakes appetizer with a side of coleslaw.  Each one of us commented on how good the food was.  I bragged so much to Ed that he wanted to go for lunch today.  I wasn’t hot to make that drive yet again but the food really sounded good.  In fact, I started drooling when he just brought Rockfish up.

I have to tell you that spending a Sunday afternoon sitting outside on the sidewalk, talking, nibbling on great seafood, and people-watching was fun and oh, so peaceful.  It reminded me of working in Chicago, when I would stop on the way to the corporate apartment after work, sit outside and eat dinner, watching the Chicago crowd pass by.  A nice breeze was blowing today.  There were lots of families walking by but no screaming kids.  People were all ages and all ethnicities, usually toting a shopping bag from some store or a to-go container of food. 

There was even one man with a 9-month-old Newfoundland, a HUGE dog, and a young son.  “Please tell your dog that I’m a friend, ok?” Ed said to the man.  “The dog is very friendly but you’d better watch out for the boy,” he replied.  He was smiling when he said it but no, he wasn’t kidding.  I can’t remember when I’ve seen a more active little boy.  Even Drake wasn’t THAT hyper!  He climbed on the restaurant metal fence and crawled along the top of it to one end.  THEN he turned around and crawled back the way he came and crawled on top of his dad, almost knocking his dad’s cap to the ground.

Son would pound on the dog and the dog just kept looking around at people walking by.  It never seemed to bother her at all.  The only time I heard her bark was when Mom, who had met them in front of Jamba Juice, walked a few feet away with her son so that she could try to get him under control.  One bark, that’s it.  It didn’t startle the Mom or make her move any faster but the dog kept watch until she and her son got back to the table.  

Meanwhile the dog was a magnet for people just walking by, especially children.  They ALL had to stop and pet this huge, brown gentle giant.  No, I didn’t pet the dog but I sure wanted to.  She was beautiful and fluffy.  I did notice that Ed reached out and petted her back while she was sauntering by our table.  I was jealous.  Did I mention that she was absolutely beautiful and fluffy? 

If you are in the Southlake Town Center area, there are a few restaurants with outdoor seating.  Enjoy the peaceful setting now while the weather here in Texas is not too hot and not too cold, but just right.  It won’t last long, believe me, and it’s SO worth it.


The Weekly Synopsis

Monday: my weekly singing lesson.  I’m getting better and better.  I’m practicing the glottal attack now and strengthening my vocal chords.  I actually hit high C without going into my head voice.  I felt like they could hear me all … Continue reading

The Snow Continues

No, there’s really nothing new to report.  It’s still in the single-digits at night.  We still have snow.  Now, some of the snow has turned into ice on top of the snow so it’s kind of slippery in some spots. I’d take more pictures but the view hasn’t changed all that much from the other day. 

What has changed is that I am now BORED!!!  There are things I could be doing around the house but I don’t want to do them.  I’ve been rooting through old boxes, drawers, closets, and bookshelves, looking for things to donate to Goodwill.  I could continue that activity.  I could rearrange the accessories in the living room, clean off my desk, move the treadmill from one room to another, etc.  The good thing about living in the country is that we don’t have to shovel the snow so that’s not even on the table, but it might be fun, just because it’s something I usually don’t have to do.  Crap, now I’m REALLY bored!

Yesterday I resorted to posting some old pictures, just to have something interesting to do.  Now I’m thinking about going to Snapfish and creating a book.  One page for every age that I can find good pictures of Ed, me, Drake, Kim and Lee, showing what we all looked like at the same age.  That would be fun but, my goodness, where would you start?  There are pictures all over the place and only some of them are digitized.  Not only that, Drake is only 28 but soon he will have a birthday.  Maybe I should wait until he hits thirty and THEN put the book together.  No, that would be like trying to hit a moving target.  Not good enough.  The project would never end.

Hmmm.  I really need to scan some family recipes and put them in a book format.  That would be fun.  I could give family recipe books out to the whole family next Christmas.  All of the recipes are in one place so it would be easy to find them all.  Well, maybe not.  I don’t have my flat scanner set up yet on my laptop.  Do I really want to get into that right now?  Naw, not really.

Hmmm.  I could give the dogs a bath.  That wouldn’t be fun but it really needs to be done.  They are starting to stink with that wet-dog smell.  But what would you expect when their bathroom is outside and there’s snow all over the place?  Not to mention that I would have to towel dry them and THEN blow-dry them, since it’s too cold for them to go wandering around the house wet.  Never mind.  Too much effort.

I could ask Ed to build a fire in the fireplace and then we could just sit and veg out on the couch, with the dogs snoozing in-between us.  Ok, that’s getting closer.  Oh, hell, I think I’ll just take a nap!