She really is crazy!

My moms dog is pregnant and due at any moment. My mom decided to take the week of her dogs "due date" off so she could be home for....duhla?? birthing coach??? OB??? support?? Heck, I'm not sure, but the entire topic of conversation around my house, her house, and my sisters house is "Has Lucy had her babies?" This is where the crazy part is.....Mom is convinced that Lucy isn't having the puppies when she should just to spite her. She has finally taken to "snubbing" the dog in hopes that she will get the hint that Mom won't talk to her again until she has the puppies. What's really sad is that it seems to be working and the dog is now in active labor. Bizarre isn't it??

Lucy is a really homely chihuahua. I mean, it's not her fault, but she isn't the prettiest of all chi's I've ever met. The daddy dog is my nieces Schnorkie...Schnauzer/Yorkie mix. Now he just happens to be the cutest dog EVER! Here is hoping that the pups are at least somewhere in the middle.

OH...and before anyone flames about more unwanted dogs in the world. This wasn't planned. Lucy was SUPPOSED to be the bride of Mom's Precious Chi E, but he was too much of a sissy boy to breed her, so Frankie stepped up to the plate. Frankie wasn't suppose to, it wasn't the plan by any means, but it happened. At least Frankie had some fun...not so sure how Lucy liked the deal. The good news, there are homes anxiously awaiting the birth and eventual adoption of the puppies.

I really do hope these pups are born tonight or in the morning. They were due last week, and I really think Mom may have a bit of a nervous breakdown if they aren't here safe soon. She isn't sleeping, "In case Lucy needs her." and has completely arranged her work schedule around the imminent birth. Today she even was pouting that Lucy "wasn't even going to have those puppies". PLEASE LUCY!! FOR ALL THATS HOLEY POP THOSE PUPS OUT SO WE CAN ALL GET SOME PEACE!

Brains of a Goat

You know when your significant other does these stupid ass things and Ooopss...what you are thinking just pops out of your mouth. Today my husband was plowing our drive. "SO!" you say. Well, that would all be fine and well...if there was any freaking snow!!!! NO SNOW ANYWHERE TO BE SEEN!!!! Her Majesty and I look out the window, watching him, and I blurt out "OH MY GOD! He has the brains of a goat!!" Well, as soon as I said it I knew that Miss Thing would be repeating it to her precious Daddy. She was just so taken by the statement and I saw this glimmer in her eye. You know the kind, the "Ohhhh....I've got dirt on Mommy!" look. I guess he was "grating" or "grading" the gravel drive, I'm not sure which is correct, and he didn't know either. I know it was a mean thing to say, and as soon as it was repeated back to him, which was the absolute split second that Her Majesty saw him, I know it hurt his feelings. I feel bad that it bothered him, but this man is the king, KING I tell you , of stupid comments. He actually told me once "You look so sexy in the dark!" and couldn't figure out why I wasn't thrilled with his "compliment".
We all say those things we shouldn't, but don't really regret, don't we? By the way, the drive looks like absolute crap now and the ground is so wet and muddy under the gravel, that all he managed to do was put huge ruts in the drive from the truck tires. I stand by my statement.

Explaining Easter

Her Majesty informed us yesterday that she does not believe in the Easter Bunny. Okay, She is 8, I'm not about to try to convince her that there is really a giant rabbit hopping all over the world hiding eggs, and pushing chocolate on kids. I agreed with her and told her I didn't believe in the Easter Bunny either. I then asked her if she knew what Easter was all about. We aren't "church going" people, and while we discuss/believe in God and Jesus, bible stories aren't something we shove down the kids throats. Well, I told her about The Crucifixion, and then told her about The Resurrection. She listened intently, was appalled about it and wanted to know who would do that to Jesus and why? I explained the best I could, pulling out old memories of Sunday School classes. Finally when I said do you understand? She said "Yeah, Kinda...but what does a bunny have to do with it??" Oh out of the mouths of babes. So I then had to go on and explain how the Catholic Church merged Easter with Pagan fertility to draw the Pagans into Christianity. That just received an eye roll and a "Why couldn't the Pagans just believe in what they wanted to?" Okay, I admit, I gave up at that point because heck, I think they should have been able to believe what they wanted to. I guess the girl does have her deep moments. Of course, I had to argue with her this week that she really didn't NEED the shirt that said "Today was a total waste of lip gloss". She settled on a little jacket with "Princess" all over it, and another proclaiming she is "Daddy's Girl". Sigh...There is a bit of intelligence inside her lip gloss coated, pretty little head. Really...there is!?


This was also my first week back at my part-time job at the pet store. It was great, I still love working there. I have had jobs that pay much more money, offered more hours, benefits, etc. and not one of the compared to this one. I LOVE working there. The people I work with are fantastic. It's a small family business and they are the most honest people I have ever met. They truly care about the animals they sell. Unfortunately, they have seen their share of animal cruelty and abuse from the customers and others who come into the store and grooming area. Yet, they are always saddened and ready to do whatever it takes to help the situation. My first day back, there was a lady who brought in a stray cat. She told the owners the story of how she had a litter of kittens and the neighbor man had gathered up her kittens and THREW THEM IN THE TRASH!!! They took the mamma to the back, gave her a good health check-up, her shots, took care of parasites, and placed her in a cage to try to adopt her out. Why didn't they just have the lady take her down to the humane society just down the road?? Because, it is a kill shelter and they knew the mamma would be killed. Not many people, let alone pet stores in that area, would take in a stray and try to improve it's life. I feel so lucky to be able to work there.
AND most importantly, this week I felt more "normal" than I have in a long time. I didn't feel disabled, but abled. It was a very good week.