Oh, bother.

Wednesday, December 23rd, 2015

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Since losing Peedee exactly one month ago today, the mood has been pretty morose around here. “Not in the holiday spirit” is kind of an understatement: I didn’t even realize that it was Thanksgiving until ~6PM the night of; I did the bare minimum in terms of Christmas decorating (the requisite tree + a few childhood items and every dog-themed decoration I own; I may have been several weeks late, but I got it done in record time – three hours instead of the usual three days!); and the only gifts I managed to buy were for the dogs. For a hot second, I actually considered skipping the annual holiday cards entirely: TOO. MUCH. WORK.

But my kiddos aren’t getting any younger, and I’m afraid that we don’t have that many more Christmases together. For all I know, this could even be someone’s last. (Knock on wood; I can’t handle any more bad news for at least another year or two. Preferably twenty.) And how shitty would I feel in retrospect if I decided to hell with Christmas this year? (Worst human mother in the world type shitty, more or less.)

So I decided to power through with an impromptu Winnie the Pooh theme, and who cares if I’m a little late? (Dear friends and relatives: Your cards will be late this year. Don’t think it’s because you got bumped from my list, or that I only sent you a card after receiving yours. I am just moving like molasses on account of my depression and apathy.)

The theme was inspired by the dread I felt as the holiday season approached: “Oh, bother.” And then I thought, hey, wouldn’t it be adorable to dress Jayne – mopey, doe-eyed, sad sack Jayne – up as Eeeyore, Eeeyore being what would really should have named her in the first place? (Jayne Cobb the girl ain’t.) And simply title it “Oh, bother.” The sentiment is apropos, but also still hella cute.

To wit:

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(Click on the image to embiggen. They look better in the larger sizes, I swear!)

But of course I couldn’t begin and end with Jayne; for the supporting cast, I bought an Eeyore hat online (stuffing the top with newspaper, so the adult size would kinda sorta fit on their tinny lil’ goggie heads) and took some pictures that I’d planned on making into “outtake” cards. But I’ll be damned if the outtake didn’t turn out better than the original!

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(All the quotes, by the by, are Pooh-based. I like saying that – “Pooh” – because it reminds me of Peedee. Pooh, Pooh, Poo!)

So everyone will, in point o’ facts, be getting two cards this year, to make up for their tardiness. Win/win.

I also made a series of “in memoriam” pseudo-cards just for me. Normally I’d say “just for funsies,” except I was bawling my eyes out the whole time I worked on them. Damn you, A. A. Milne, and your lovely, life-affirming, friendship-celebrating one-liners.

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Thursday, November 19th, 2015

I’m afraid we might be nearing the end with Peedee. :(

Last night was rough. Because of his reduced lung capacity, he has trouble getting comfortable; his breathing is rapid and shallow, and his lungs need plenty of room for their extra workload. It was much worse than usual yesterday evening, so we decided to try some melatonin before bed.

(Which, as it turns out, has recently been studied in canine cancer. Early results suggest it might “neutralize” – I’m paraphrasing here – certain cancer cells. Another thing I maybe should have been doing all along.)

Anyway, it didn’t work as I’d hoped; I got up at 3AM to go to the bathroom and noticed that he was awake, but not moving around, shifting and readjusting like he would normally. The most comfortable position for him seems to be lying on his stomach with his head up and alert, which isn’t exactly relaxing. But that’s how he sat most of the night. So I stayed up and comforted his as best I could, but. Yeah. It wasn’t nearly enough.

(It’s weird, Mags came and joined me on the queen bed overnight, but Rennie stayed waaay over on the opposite side of the king. She didn’t even try to wake me when the sun came up.)

I don’t know if we can survive another night of this. This morning Shane and I had THE TALK. I mean, we’ve discussed euthanasia before of course, but this was the first serious, maybe it’s time to pull the trigger discussion.

But he still enjoys eating, and going on walks (short as they may be), barking at strangers (and Finnick!), and playing with his toys! All the benchmarks those do-you-or-don’t-you euthanasia lists tick off. How can I end his life when there are still parts of it that he loves?

I don’t know. We’ve got some calls out to the mobile vets to see how early they could come if we made an appointment today. Shane’s first choice can do it in an hour…or on Monday. There’s always Blue Pearl in a pinch, but I don’t want a sterile office to be the last thing Peedee sees. I really want him to die at home, in his own bed, if possible. But Monday seems so terribly far away this morning.

 

Updated 11/19/15, 7:45PM:

We have an appointment scheduled for 3PM on Monday, with promises from three different mobile vets to call us if they have an opening before then. Worst case, we can take him to the ER at Blue Pearl; throw some blankets in the van, bring Rennie for the ride, and pretend we’re going on a walk. As to keeping him comfortable in the meantime, our regular vet recommended Benadryl to help him sleep. He’s so sick of pills that we finally gave up on the CBD oil and decided to shove the Benadryl down his throat, lest we ruin food for him altogether. (He’s an expert at sniffing it out, we’ve been at this for so long.)

We gave him a little Benadryl this morning and I think he was able to get a few hours of good sleep in before lunch. There are like four places in the house that he really seems to like, the memory foam pillow at the end of the twin bed in the sunroom being one. (He is VERY SPECIFIC in his preferences!)

After that we took him to Wallace State Park. I think he enjoyed the fresh air, but it was slow going (.6 miles in 40 minutes slow). And he loves car rides again, so worst case, we would have driven there, walked a circle around the van, and driven back. Gonna try again tomorrow and the day after that, if he’s feeling up to it.

Right now he’s kinda-sorta snoozing on the couch (on top of the corner back cushion, which is perfectly indented in the middle to fit his growing belly – spot #2). He had some Benadryl with dinner and we’ll give him another dose before bed, so hopefully he’ll sleep some (most?) of the night. I’d rather not dope him up all day if I can help it, but this morning was a special exception – we were both beat from the lack of sleep last night.

So that’s where we’re at. Thanks for all the kind words – I haven’t had a chance to respond to everyone yet, but it means the world. This never gets any easier, but I feel so, so lucky to have had as much time with him as I did. Tomorrow will be six months since we learned of the relapse. The oncologist gave him 2-3 months then. Everything past August? Gravy.

(I sound chipper, but nah. I am bawling my stupid eyes out over here. Pretty much every time Peedee’s not in the room.)

This Week in Pictures #24: Halloween ed.!

Tuesday, November 3rd, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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The weather was warm-ish, so we spent the afternoon napping (them) and reading (me) in the sunroom before we left for the movies. I suspect we’re going to have to close it up soon for the winter, so best enjoy it while we still can!

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I’m really starting to build quite the collection of pictures of Mags paired with adult-type books: Mags and Bitch magazine; Mags & Other Monsters; Mags hearts Bitch Planet. Now: Mad Mags, Furry Road. I feel like maybe I should start a Mags + Books tumblr? Yay or nay? (I think you know where Mags stands on this.)

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Going to the drive-in! We saw The Last Witch Hunter (predictably cheesy) and Sicario (a little weird, but good; ever since Edge of Tomorrow, I love me some Emily Blunt).

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Peedee wants to know, what is the holdup on his french fries? (Yup, I share my fries with him. ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING HE WANTS.)

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Stacking the Shelves: October in Books

Saturday, October 31st, 2015

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Lucinda Riley was nice enough to give away a copy of her latest novel, The Seven Sisters, on her Facebook page, and I won! This book traveled all the way from the UK to be with me, you guys.

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Check out this awesome Banned Book day prize pack I won from @Simon Teen – a whole set of Ellen Hopkins’s YA titles. Enough to keep me busy for at least a month.

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Shelf Awareness sent me a copy of You’re Never Weird on the Internet (Almost), signed by Felicia Day herself!

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The latest in Library Thing spoils: an audio version of Devoted, courtesy of Recorded Books. I really enjoyed Jennifer Mathieu’s first book, The Truth About Alice, and have been looking forward to this one as well!

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This Week in Pictures #23

Sunday, October 25th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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I’m kind of shocked that Shane keeps managing to find new trails for us to walk, but he does! Sunday we took Peedee, Rennie, Mags, and Ice Cream Star to a little patch of shoreline along Smithville Lake, right by the dam and across the way from Smith’s Fork Park. The trails wrap around the Army Corps of Engineers building (which is pretty rad looking) and then just kind of dead-end a mile or two down (I think! We never seem to reach the end, you see.) Between the gravel paths and ALL THE WATER!, it wasn’t exactly Mags’s favorite, but we made it work.

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Aaaand Sunday = movie night, natch. Crimson Peak was paired with Trainwreck, which the drive-in brought back for a few weeks. This seems to be a trend – resurrecting months-old movies – the logic of which I don’t quite get. Like, did we really need to revisit Pixels? And it’s not like there’s a shortage of new movies. Crimson Peak plus The Green Inferno, just saying… (I’m not much for torture porn, but this one’s got me intrigued.)

That said, I thoroughly enjoyed Trainwreck the second time around (the fox even made a repeat appearance!), and would totally pee my pants at a second run of Mad Max.

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We were all so beat from the walk that we passed out on the drive down. Except for Shane, who had to drive the van. Bless his heart.

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This Week in Pictures #22: Rocky Horror Picture Show ed.!

Monday, October 19th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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Sunday night was the Halloween-themed Retro Movie Night at the drive-in: Young Frankenstein and THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW! The dogs were so excited that they insisted on dressing up for a pre-show party. “You get toilet paper, and you get toilet paper, and you get toilet paper. EVERYBODY GETS TOILET PAPER!”

(Incidentally, the only thing that would make Rocky Horror better? Replace the German Shepherds with wiener dogs. Not only would the optics be hilarious, but what better dog to guard the Frank N. Furter Castle, hmmm?)

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But first: swimming! This might be the latest we’ve managed to push into fall, but I’m pretty sure I say that every year.

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Then some light sunbathing, because six hours crammed in a van with wet dogs will surely sap away some of the MAGIC OF THE MOVIES.

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This Week in Pictures #21

Monday, October 12th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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Movie night! This time around we saw The Martian (rad despite the residual disgust re: the recent spate of Damonsplaining). It was paired with The Scorch Trials, which we’d already seen and weren’t terribly excited to sit through again, so we skipped out after the main act. I actually got to bed at a decent hour, which quite pleased the old lady in me.

Incidentally, a) I missed the swinging penis and b) the filmmakers missed a most excellent opportunity to drop a Firefly reference: HE WANTS TO BE CALLED CAP’N TIGHTPANTS, NOT CAPTAIN BLONDE BEARD!

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Funny story: I was still recovering from that awful poison ivy rash, and the pilled fabric on the ratty old hoodie I chose was making my arms itch something awful, so about fifteen minutes into the drive, I decided to turn it inside-out. (Much better!) Well, Peedee kept trying to raid the front pocket for tissue – which, post-switch, was on the inside of the sweater. He went to stick his snout in the pocket only to find that it no longer existed. Mind, blown!

 
— TUESDAY —

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I’m not sure what I was thinking with this combo,
other than “Hey, here are two pieces Peedee’s never worn before!”

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Much better.

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Finnick just kind of wandered into our photo shoot, so.

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Eighteen Little Ralphie Things

Saturday, October 10th, 2015

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Oh, Ralphie. I loved the fuck out of you. Still do.

You were my first dog and my reddest dog. My laziest (initially) and most active (once you discovered digging and went all MMA with it). Terribly sweet but not interested in taking any shit from the newcomers. You adored Peedee (once you got used to his annoying puppy-ness, that it) and loved Rennie. You made them your siblings, and then all but ignored Kaylee and Jayne (and later Mags and Finnick). You were head over heels for Shadow, but when we returned to New York for a visit, it was all about Copper.

You were a man of contradictions and complex layers. You also liked to eat poo and dug holes with your mouth. Go figure.

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I love all of you, and not just because you were my first (though that does afford you a special place in ye ole cockles). Shane wants to adopt another wiener dog, eventually, but I’m not so sure. (Unless we get a pair and name them Sam and Dean Wienerchester. That is an opportunity I simply cannot pass up.) You’re one of a kind, forever and always.

I still miss you like crazy, but for the first time since you passed, this annual birthday post has brought a smile to my lips instead of tears to my eyes. Rereading previous years’ posts, searching through old pictures for just the right one, adding one more Thing to mark your eighteenth year…it hurts a little, but it’s a good hurt. The price of having known and loved you for four thousand, three hundred and seventeen days. I’d say we made out pretty good, don’t you think?

Until next year, my Ralphie Bear.

Sunday Afternoon

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This Week in Pictures #20

Sunday, October 4th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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Movie night! We saw The Perfect Guy and The Visit (Shane narrowly escaped the Grease/Dirty Dancing retro combo), and even got a perfect view of the blood moon out of our passenger side window!

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Stacking the Shelves: September in Books

Saturday, October 3rd, 2015

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The special Queers Destroy Horror! edition of Nightmare Magazine arrived on October 1st – right on the dot! (Rennie is uncharacteristically unimpressed.) Now I’m just waiting for Queers Destroy Fantasy, which comes out in December.

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September was a huge month for pre-orders! Amazon “only” messed up 40% of them: The Golden Compass was late (thanks USPS!), so they gave me a free month of Prime; and Amazon packaged Buffy with two other, completely unrelated orders – one of which was a two-pound bag of arrowroot powder – and of course the cover got all scuffed up in transit. Like, who wouldathunkit? One scathing email later and I got a refund on all the three items. Which is pretty rad, I won’t lie, but all I really want is for them to up their packaging game. It seems like I have a problem ever fourth or fifth order at this point. ARGH.

Remember when they shrink-wrapped books to a sturdy cardboard backing? Those were the days…

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Soooo excited for this one! I almost requested it on NetGalley, but the crafty-book-is-crafty, interview-style format made me nervous. (I had such awful luck with Illuminae; even on the iPad, the “scanned documents” were nearly unreadable. I ended up just preordering a finished copy.) Luckily Shelf Awareness came through for me!

(By the by, there aren’t any graphics in the ARC, so it looks like it should do okay on an e-reader.)

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Twenty-Eight Little Kaylee & Jayne Things

Wednesday, September 30th, 2015

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Kaylee!

I thought that continuing these birthday posts after you and Ralphie had passed would be difficult. And it was, for a while.

But this year I found myself…smiling. Laughing, even. For the first time, the joy at having loved you outweighed the sadness of losing you. As I scrolled through years of pictures and memories, I felt an unexpected lightness in my heart. And also a paradoxical fullness. It’s a weird feeling. Nice, but strange and unfamiliar.

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I think about you every day, my sweet girl.

I see you, freshly sprung from jail and with a grin that’s as crazy as it is infectious, every time I gaze at Jayne.

I see you in Mags’s face, especially her “get bent” expression, and in her fierce love for me.

I see you in Rennie, sunbathing alone (or sometimes with Finnick) on the picnic table, or graciously accepting a good face scrubbing from Mags. (I know where you stand on THE MAGS ISSUE, but I think you’d be grateful on Rennie’s behalf, if only you could see how Mags cares for her in your absence.)

I see you in bags of Dandies and pictures of baby seals and every Wonder Woman cartoon, ever.

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Some days, I feel you in my heart, dancing an excited lawn dance just for me. Those days are the best days of them all.

You are my daemon, forever and always.

 

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Jayne!

There’s nothing I can say that will top Kaylee’s address, so I won’t even try. I do love you, even though I’m not always quick to show it. Although, to be fair, that’s usually on account of you’d rather I not. And that’s okay! I love you just the way you are, social awkwardness and all.

Whenever you’re ready for that belly rub, I’ll be right here waiting.

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This Week in Pictures #19

Sunday, September 27th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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Sunday night = movie night! We saw the YA combo: The Scorch Trials and Paper Towns.

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This Week in Pictures #18

Sunday, September 20th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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(In my very best Jerry Seinfeld voice) LEMMY!

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Now that the drive-in is only open on weekends, Sunday night is our official Movie Night ™. Unless it rains, in which case Friday or Saturday night will suffice. This weekend the I-70 was doing a retro movie night ($10 per carload!), so we saw Top Gun and Jaws. Aaaand now I can’t get “Danger Zone” out of my head. On a happier note, there’s way more homoerotic stuff in that movie than I recall from my childhood viewings.

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This Week in Pictures #17

Sunday, September 13th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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Jayney, being uncharacteristically cute/characteristically camera-shy.

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She was chilling in the office, minding her own biz, so when it came time for Peedee to open the rest of his birthday presents, I just couldn’t find it in me to kick her out.

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This Week in Pictures: Birthday Blowout Bonanza!

Sunday, September 6th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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It’s Peedee’s birthday! My baby is a teenager now!
Would it have been too much to stick a candle in that pile of birthday poop
he’s guarding this fine, foggy morning?

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Still not too old to sit on mom’s lap while she plows through the morning rountine.

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Time to get started on Peedee’s birthday cake!
But first let’s put the bow from the gift jar of molasses
on Rennie and see what happens, mkay?

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The cake is baked and frosted and I am entirely too proud of how it came out. The recipe is from Emma’s K-9 Kitchen, with a peanut butter-flavored cake and carob frosting. Humans, it’s totally edible, if you’d like to partake with the dogs; just a little on the bland side (no sugar!), rather like a very granola-y muffin. The frosting, on the other hand, rocked my socks off, and I am seriously considering incorporating it into an ice cream. Vanilla Carob Swirl, anyone?

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Aaaaaand what we have from this angle is a penis. Okay then.

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Twenty-Two Little Mags & Finnick Things

Thursday, September 3rd, 2015

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These two goobers.
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Mags and Finnick. Finnick and Mags.

Words cannot adequately express my happiness and gratitude that we found you when we did. When we decided to adopt you – dogs six and seven! – your dad and I thought that we might be losing it. Going crazy. Full-on animal hoarder styley. And maybe we were. (Crazy, not hoarders.) But in the best way possible.

Mags, you helped to soften the bluntest edges of grief when I lost Kaylee. Maybe you’ve noticed recently, in times of extreme happiness or exhaustion, how I sometimes slip and call you by her name. Probably it’s a tad insulting – you are your own woman, after all – but I don’t mean it to be. It’s a compliment of the highest order, I swear. Kaylee was one BAMF – and you are too. It’s only natural that I get confused sometimes.

You gals look so much alike, and yet your personalities couldn’t be more different. You are the mini-Kaylee and the anti-Kaylee, all wrapped up in one tiny little package. You love me fiercely and without reservation. You’d follow me to the ends of the earth, and yet you’re unafraid to call me on my bullshit. In so many words. Come to think of it, you two aren’t so different after all. Not in the ways that matter.

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Finnick, trying not to catch the swims from his mom.
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And Finnick, you were just what your daddy needed after losing Ozzy. He didn’t think that he was a Dog Person, but you proved him wrong, wrong, wrong. I love how much you adore him, and also it takes a little of the pressure off me.

I’m sorry that you’ve had such a rough time these past few months. I’ve been pushing you away for Peedee’s sake, and I feel horribly about it. I promise to make it up to you, probably sooner than I’d like. Your day of spoiling is coming, little guy.

They thought we were crazy for committing to seven dogs. Six of them RAT TERRIERS (said in a long, drawn-out sigh). I think we just had extra love we needed to share. I’m over the moon that it was with you.

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And so, without further ado: twenty-two Mags and Finnick Things. One for each of their years on this earth.

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This Week in Pictures: The Dog from O.P.

Sunday, August 30th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

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We spent a little time driving around the largest park/trail system at Smithville Lake
(which I’ve previously just referred to as “Smithville Lake,” but it actually has a name, which is either “Little Platte Bauman Park” – according to the signage – or either “Camp Branch Bauman Park” or “Little Platte Park,” if you believe the various .gov websites. CONFUSING! Life sure was easier before I started trying to keep track.)
and were surprised to find a section of trails that we haven’t walked yet (!).

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This trail loops around a second public swimming beach that also prohibits dogs (I am beginning to detect a very offensive pattern here). Luckily, there’s a boat launch right next door, so the dogs were able to get their bellies wet. I think they prefer the concrete ramp over both rocky shorelines (duh!) and sandy beaches (WTF!). It’s just down and in.

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Shake Face, Part 2,192

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The trail circles the lake, and we were able to find an access point near one of the frisbee golf stops. Score!
(Notice how Mags is always conspicuously absent from these aquatic-themed photos.)

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Thirteen Little Peedee Things

Sunday, August 30th, 2015

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Peedee, Peedee, Peedee.

Last April we feared that you might not live to see your twelfth birthday…and when it finally rolled around, we were fairly optimistic that you’d make it to fourteen, if not fifteen. Today you turn thirteen, and to say that I’m ambivalent about this milestone is an understatement. I’m so indescribably happy that you’re still here to celebrate it with us, and yet I know that you’ll soon have to leave. And I’m not ready to say goodbye. (Is anyone, ever?)

I hope the last few months have been special and filled with joy. I hope you feel pampered and spoiled and stuffed to the gills with happiness and excitement and NEW THINGS. I hope you have not an inkling of what’s to come. If I can, I’d like to shoulder that baggage for the both of us. One last gift for my best boy.

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As I write this, I’ve imagining big plans for your big day. Dad and I are gonna set up the tent, so we can spend the whole night outside, chasing bugs (you) and watching the stars (me). We’ll play games and ply you with treats, and I’ll bake a cake all for you. (Though Rennie and Mags and Jayne and Finnick sure would love it if you shared.) Maybe you can even model some birthday finery for your old mom? Playing dress-up with you is my favorite. I’m gonna miss that. No one wears a pink sundress quite like you.

But enough of that! There will be enough time for tears later. You’re right here, right now, and I plan on adoring the crap out of you while I can. When it really matters.

Love you so much, my handsome man. My Peedee Monster. My big guy and little boy. You’re so many things to me. I hope you know that, now and forever.

2015-06-27 - Morning Walk at Smithville Lake - 0084 [flickr]

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This Week in Pictures: Peanut Butter Milestones

Sunday, August 23rd, 2015

— SUNDAY —

2015-08-16 - Playing While Shane Vacuums - 0004 [flickr]

Other than it being my mom’s birthday, not a whole lot going on today. After a week off, Rennie and Mags resumed swimming; the light exercise helped to loosed up Mag’s joints. I think maybe we overdid the confinement by a day or two. Post-swim, we hung out in the bedroom while Shane vacuumed. Next best thing to leaving the house entirely. That sucker is loud, yo!

 
— MONDAY —

2015-08-17 - Good Morning! - 0007 [flickr]

Rise and shine, lazybones!

2015-08-17 - Experimenting With My Cell - 0003 [flickr]

2015-08-17 - Experimenting With My Cell - 0011 [flickr]

2015-08-17 - Experimenting With My Cell - 0005 [flickr]

Experimenting with the special effects on my cell phone camera, which I have only just now discovered after three months or so. These are cartoon-mood-cartoon, I believe.

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This Week in Pictures: Typical YA Heroine

Sunday, August 16th, 2015

— SUNDAY —

2015-08-09 - Making Treats, Dodging Dogs - 0004 [flickr]

Making a batch of dog cookies while Peedee supervises oh so closely.

2015-08-10 - PB Oatmeal Carob Cookies - 0001 [flickr]

This time it was the Peanut Butter Oatmeal Cookies from Emma’s K9 Kitchen. I added a handful of carob chips, so rolling the dough out so I could make cute lil’ bone-shaped biscuits was out of the question. The cookies were really easy to shape, though, and if you overbake them just a tad they have the same texture as biscuits, so it’s all good. This might be the dogs’ favorite flavor yet. Bonus points: they smell freaking amazing. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted to try a nibble.

2015-08-10 - Beggars - 0003 [flickr]

Naturally I attracted quite an audience while getting my gourmet food photography on.

 
— MONDAY —

2015-08-10 - Bonebender-Camp Branch - 0009 [flickr]

Back to the Bonebender-Camp Branch trails, this time with Rennie in place of Jayne.

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