The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Update

Your Magic THOUGHTS WORKED!!!!  THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

Fuzzy is home“`!!!

I’m so very happy!

Where-is-Mom

He still doesn’t want to play much.  He slept all afternoon and night, except when we went for a walk. Mom says we all have to do our ‘business’ outside,  that’s the rule.

Fuzzy  wanted to go with us, but he didn’t go far.  Just Mom and I went far.

Out-and-About

He has this funny coat on and it makes him breathe hard.  I tried to tell Mom that Fuzzy’s coat is too tight.

Fuzzy talks to Mom all the time about how he is feeling.

Fuzzy never talks; I do all the talking, but now Fuzzy sort of whines and groans and looks at Mom…PLEASE HELP me he says.  Mom sits by Fuzzy and pets and pets and pets him until he goes back to sleep.

NOW THAT starts to upset me, so I weasel my way in under her arm and make her pet me also.  But if I try to get between her and Fuzzy, Mom says: “Boomer, that’s enough!  Sometimes life isn’t about Boomer, sometimes it’s about Fuzzy!”

“HUH!!!”

“WHA”!

“Well I know that`!`!  It’s just, geez, Fuzzy is getting ALL THE PETTINGS!!

So I go over and lay on Dad’s feet.  Humph.

Better

This morning Fuzzy felt well enough to go do the chores down at Shannon’s house, and to eat and drink a little something.  But he is sleeping now as he had to have some pain medicine.  I think life is really boring if Fuzzy is not up and doing something with me so I think I’ll go to sleep

Now

YAWN

Boomer

January 7, 2013

We were up this morning at 3 to get our oldest daughter off to Florida for a mini-vacation.

Off-to-Florida  Then at 5:30 we met our second oldest daughter and her husband at Denny’s to take them to breakfast for her 39th birthday!  They were heading up to Grand Mesa to snow shoe for the day.

We got home by 7:30 and crashed for an hour…naps sure are nice things.

Linda

Dreaming

Yep, Christmas has just past, and yesterday was the New Year…but I’m ready for Spring.

Very ready!

Temps were -10* this morning with -18* for tomorrow….this is what I HATE about winter…the bitter cold.

But, my mailbox is filling up

DreamsI sit dreaming about warmth, vibrant plants and flowers… Where I’m going to put them and how they are going to look.

Then what I’m going to do with them after they come into their own.

Hooray for SEED Catalogs!

Linda

 

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday —Magic Thoughts

Your magic thoughts worked!

Thank you EVERYONE!

All shelter dogs were adopted BEFORE CHRISTMAS!!!!!

Diamond went to her forever family on Thursday, the week before Christmas day, then Zeus found and home and next Athena.  No one is left to worry about living in the shelter.  Everyone safe and sound in new forever homes!

Fuzzy and I THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

But now I, Boomer, would ask a very special favor of each one of you, for my bestest friend and forever buddy, Fuzzy.

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Fuzzy is hurt.

Well, not hurt, but not sick either.

But he is well, in pain.

Fuzzy has a sebaceous cyst; he has had it for a very long time, long before I came to live with Fuzzy, Mom, Dad, the cats and chickens.  But Fuzzy’s sebaceous cyst has started to enlarge and now Fuzzy can’t walk.  It hurts him.  He hobbles along and then has to sit down.

I’m very worried about him.

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Fuzzy is my bestest everything.  We do EVERYTHING together, but now, when I ask, Fuzzy says he doesn’t want to right now, maybe later.

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He then lies down again.

He is also very restless, up-down-up-down.

Mom took him to the Veterinarian; the sebaceous cyst is causing the problem.  Sometime soon-in little over a week on January the 7th, Fuzzy has to go to the hospital and have it removed.  The operation is a very simple procedure, but Fuzzy is old.

Please send all your magic thoughts to Fuzzy that he makes it through the operation and comes home to me and we can play and run and chase birds.

That together we can bark the mailman down the road and go for long walks with Hank, Shannon’s dogs and any shelter dogs who need walking.

I will really appreciate it!  (And so will Fuzzy)

Boomer

Boomer

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

What a wonderful couple of days….full of food, family and gifts.  My brother and his wife stopped by on their way to sunny California, their car was full of gifts for us.  A complete surprise and much enjoyed.

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The snow we had is melting down here, but in the mountains it looks like it is staying.  As I write this we are in another winter storm watch…Terry and I agree we will take it if it means snow in the mountains.

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Our soon-to-be  daughter-in-law arrived last night from Grand Cash, Alberta, Canada for a week of visits.  She said we are much warmer here. 🙂

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Hope your holidays were wonderful.  I’m off to visit your blogs now and then back to   packing up all my Christmas decorations.

We are heading toward 2013…  Boy, does time fly!

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — HAHAHAHAHA

Today is December 21, 2012, the end of the Mayan Calendar….it is also our Mom and Dad’s 45th Wedding anniversary!

Sunrise 7:27 a.m. and Sunset 4:54 p.m. Day length 9 hours and 27 minutes—same as yesterday.

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Anyway…You want to know what is so funny?!

THIS!

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Bahahahah, laugh, snort, chortle, giggle, and snigger…roll on the ground funny!

We about broke open our sides we were laughing so hard.

Houston, Rocky and Balou just stared at us…they told us not to knock until we tried it.

BAHAAH, it still was funny!

Then Houston, told us in her warm, sweet voice…that they always get to go to town now, with the hats and coats on they don’t get cold and stay warm.  And they get to go walk the shelter dogs in town because they can stay warm.

“So there”, glared Rock and Balou.

That was okay by us…we both rolled in the grass laughing it was just so funny.

Then Shannon showed back up with the shelter dogs and….

AND

!* AND*!

THESE!!!

REALLY

Mom made us put them on and wear them BACK TO TOWN, where everyone saw us!

RUN

I, the Fuzzy Dude, cow dog extraordinaire in THIS!!!!  Boy, as soon as we got to the park I rubbed mine off.  But Mom put it back on the second we got back into the truck.

WHAT

Sigh!

HURRY

“Mine felt really good!”   I, the Boom, kept them all on and even kept the coat on after we got back home!!!

Christmas

Getting back in the house was the best. Those things came off and we could rest.

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Fuzzy and Boomer

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Grandpa came out to meet us on our daily walk

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What more can a Grandparent ask for?

Loving-Grandpa

Linda

Our Very Own Sugar Plum Fairy

Sugarplum-FairyWe got to go watch our youngest grandchild’s dance recital.

She was so excited that she had to repeat part of the dance routine at our house later.

(That is her Aunt Kimi, watching from behind.)

Some things are way magical no matter if you are 4 or 63!

Linda

The Adventures of Fuzzy and Boomer on Friday — Momma’s Boy

Yesterday was the day from hell!

Always the most miserable day of my life!

IT WAS THE DAY OF THE GROOMER!

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I would MUCH rather go to the VET’s than the groomer’s.

As the vet’s I’m told to get on the scale…sit, Good Boy, have a cookie.

Follow Mom and come in here.

Then Mom puts me up on the table and the Vet comes in and feels all around, she does poke and prod but I can handle it.  Then Mom takes me off the table and the Vet gives me another cookie.  Sometimes I get a shot, but they never hurt.

Then out the door we go.  Not bad, not bad at all.

I don’t mind the Vet, mostly because MOM IS WITH ME!!!

At the groomer’s we – Boomer and I go in – we have to sit in a cage.  BUT AT LEAST IT IS TOGETHER!!!

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The first time they tried to put me in a cage by myself I screamed and cried and howled the whole time.  If Boomer is with me I just shake and wait in the farthest reaches of the cage until MOM COMES BACK!!!!

The groomer gives me a bath and the ‘squeeze’ (which I don’t mind) then I get a blow dry, (which I don’t mind) then I have to get the brush and cut (which I don’t mind) and go back in my cage and wait while Boomer goes through the whole experience.

What I do mind and what makes me so worried is—WHERE IS MOM?!?!? Once she comes back (THREE HOURS LATER) I’m so excited I peel out and run for the door. Mom leaves the car door open for me so I run through the groomer’s door and head right into the car.

Rattle

I don’t mind waiting in the car…I know MOM will be there shortly!

Shake

Yes! I am a Momma’s Boy and Proud of IT!!

Home,-Finally

Fuzzy

Walking With Grandpa

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I know we are giving the grandchildren memories. I so remember both sets of my grandparents.

As I grow older I have even clearer memories.

Like our grandchildren we lived just up the orchard from our mother’s parents and a mile from my father’s mother and her second husband.

The small things are the real joy…they are memories that stay forever.

Linda