Who's Got The Snow?

I am torn between oh goody no snow yet, no below zero temperatures. Or to I can still go out with just a sweater on to Christmas with no snow? I shudder at the thought. That's what makes life bearable over here in New England.

It has been grey and overcast for around a week now. It has been raining for the last two days. You manage to shake off the winter blues and drag your ghost like white self outside to go to the store where everyone and everything seem to be going in slow motion.

Warm pyjamas, sweaters and soft fluffy socks are worn like old friends, I have to turn the oven on to get dressed to take the chill out of the air. The best thing about it being chilly is sleeping under a nice warm fluffy blanket and never coming out.

My neighbor is taking advantage of no snow and got a puppy running around shouting and playing. I had to look out the window to see what all the ruckus was about because he was the only one I heard. But yes in my neighbors back yard the puppy was silently bouncing around.

When I do make it to a store the people remind me of wrung out wash cloths looking really exhausted and just wanting to check out and go home. I know the feeling. And no one decorates outside anymore it's so not cheery.

When it's all dark and grey day after day it just sucks the energy out of the air so I can't believe I'm saying this but come on Mother Nature, Let the snow fly and let the sun out of the basement so we can all warm up a little.

How are you handling the changing weather? I love stories so do tell.

Happy National Dog Day

I had to make a post about National Dog Day when my husband let me know. At first I thought darn its awful late already and with regret decided to pass and skip it.

You see due to my insomnia and sleep habits I went to bed around 1 pm today and got up at 10 pm. Holy moly I say. I go from no sleep to being related to Rip Van Winkle.

Happy day puppies and dogs all across the world! My favorite furry friends have given me laughter, let me cry on a furry back, helped me exercise by taking me for a walk, protected me and kept me warm at night.

Here is a picture of my son's and daughter-in-laws puppy although she's not a puppy anymore, just acts like one, she is 2 years old now.

I'm looking forward to seeing her as well as my kiddos she's such a sweet little girl. Her name is Jilly and I call her Silly Jilly. I'm going to have a week of pure joy and I can not wait!

Here is a link to learn more about this special holiday:
http://www.nationaldogday.com/

My Love For Pitbulls

She was bouncing around with her tail wagging which got me in the face a couple of times! Meet this white female dog with a big brown spot over one eye and on her body. I really grew to love this dog. She was a big pain in the butt as far as hating all the other dogs of the world, but I loved her anyway. She certainly kept me on my toes! She wasn't mine, but I loved her like she was.

Oh boy, the day she had her puppies. A friend  was over visiting and there was a place in the closet for her. As she began to go into labor, he led her into the next room where the closet was. I'm sitting on the couch  all excited and here comes she comes in running with a puppy hanging out and she jumps on the couch with me. Ut-oh. I'm like “Crap”, what are you doing??! Quickly my friend and I mutually agree I should be in the bedroom by the closet so she will continue to birth her puppies...in the closet...not in the air!

So one by one here they come. I think 8 in all but one was stillborn. I spotted this all black puppy and claimed it...Mine!!!

After a couple of months went by I ended up moving to this big roomy house. But disaster struck and all the puppies got very sick. The poor little dears had fevers and wouldn't stop crying and I didn't have the money to get them help so I did the best I could with what I had. Every day I would give all the puppies cool baths and I was  spoon feeding them raw eggs and cottage cheese. A little water. 

I had asked my biker friend's 12-year-old boy earlier what I should name my puppy and without missing a beat he replied, “Damion”. 

That puppy flu is a horrible disease and out of all those puppies I saved two or three of them, but Damion didn't make it poor little dear. My biker brother, dug a deep hole and when he dropped Damion in it, I heard an airy ~woof~ sound. 

I'm all excited thinking puppy is all right, but my bro explained it was just air releasing. I must have cried a million tears I was so sad. At the same time, I was proud of myself for saving some of them at least and we named this really goofy puppy Panhead. He once ate half an onion...had bad breath for a while lol!

The last I saw of Crystal  I  had to move and had to leave her with some people. That was a very sad day.

Have you ever lost a pet you loved?