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Just Answer One Question, Would You?

Hmmmmmm. It looks like I never hit the publish button on my last blog so it also looks like you will have to read a bit longer. It also looks like “Edit” is not working so please bear with the typos. It’s probably this dumb new computer. But, if you are like me, you like to read anyway. At the moment I am reading a 1950’s book called the Mohawk, which is about the Mohawk River. I read the preface and learned stuff about my state already. I’m also taking an online course called “Canine Thereogeneology”. I signed up for the course just to find out what that word meant and it was free. It lasts 6 weeks and it is HARD. I didn’t know that dogs had so many reproduction parts!
Karla is doing great. She looks happy and bounces around and every day she has to go up to Spider (my Rat Terrier) to see how close she can get to her. So far, about a foot, then Spider makes a terrible face and walks away. Usually Spider mothers the puppies but it has been about 2 years since getting the last pup and Spider is 11 and mostly wants to sleep in the warmest place. I don’t like her getting old. She is supposed to last as long as I do.
Karla has encouraged me to groom “Sam”. Poor Sam. I’ve set up the grooming room in the laundry room and just push the table away when I’m not using it. Sam was the first to use it and it’s been quite a while since I’ve used my full array of grooming tools. I usually groom them Spring and Fall. I also used to groom Sam to look like an Australian Terrier becaue he is a very large Yorkshire Terrier cross so he had to pretend he was an Aussie. Well, I shaved everything except the tail (he doesn’t have one). Why would someone dock a tail on a mixed breed?). There was an awful lot of hair coming off but that’s usual. I washed him, and used the huge dryer that I could use to play air tennis with teacup poodles, went over him again to get the pieces I missed and blew all the itchy dead hair away and wallah! Standing there before me was a MinPin! Now, I have nothing against MinPins but I really like terriers. Well, I thought, longer blades next time.
Today I did HarryIt. She mostly looks like a Jack Russell (a long one) but I like to make her look like a wire fox terrier. Got the clippers and took one swipe on the head and she was bald there! OMG I had been using a 15 blade on poor Sam. I wondered why when he strutted by the girls they snickered and said “15”. Nothing I could do with a bald spot but I quickly put a 10 blade on (the higher the number, the shorter the cut) did her head and finished with a 5. She looked much better. I’m not used to dogs with tails and this time it was a great improvement over the last time when I made it look like a noodle.
Tommorow is Spider. All she gets are her nails and a wash and dry with the huge force dryer to get all those awful short hairs out (like labs). I have to do it with her hanging on to my neck. She’s a rat terrier that is shaped like an Italian greyhound with an undershot Boston Terrier face. And, she had papers! She was so sick when I got her that the first month she spent under my tee shirt. How many times have I told myself “do not go into a pet shop”. “Do not look into their windows”. “Do not look at the newspaper dog advertisements”. Go to AKC.Com and look up the breeds that you are interested, find their clubs and get some references. Or, adopt one of the breeds that you like. The clubs usually have adoptees listed.
Enough lecture. Today I started with the AKC (speak of the devil) because I realized that I could have made Karla’s name longer. Her registered name is “DunhamLake (that was her breeder) AristaMagic (Kennel name of the sire and of course Magic for my kennel name of Aussie Magic) Cheers to You”. You get it – the TV show Cheers with Karla? You have to pay $10 for any more letters. Well, dumb me could have used Cheers 2 U! So, after about 2 hours of looking at the forms to change a name and to get permission (other than oral) to use someone’s kennel name you are one million dollars poorer and insane by the time you finished. That took care of my morning.
Afternoon: I decided to finally ship my two packages. I had a defective cell phone to return before they billed me $500.00 and a print to send. As for the cell phone (or any other package) I always use Priority Mail because I figure that the longer the Post Office has something the more likely it will break. I recycle and use old boxes that have other labels on them. So I stuck labels over all the other labels and realized that I didn’t know the address to send it to because I covered it up. When I pulled my sticker up, it took off all the writing. But, smart me – I just put it to the mirror to read it! I always use USPS because it’s always easier to just do it online and have them pick it up. Usually. Of course they had rearranged their site, which they usually do, but I flew through it, paypaled the money and wanted a scan form and to do a pick up form. I did the pick up form for tomorrow and the scan form came through saying that the mailing labels and postage would be attached. Hello? I just got the scan form.
I just got a new computer, which is a very nice computer but everything is different and an instruction manual didn’t come with it. What’s new. Ads had been popping up from windows, McAfee, HP, etc to upgrage, buy the newest, etc so when the yellow bar came up on the bottom saying download mailing labels I didn’t read it and it went away and I couldn’t get my labels. Just like the government or the AKC there was no tab for non-receipt of labels, no FAQ for non-receipt of labels. But, they had 24 hour customer service…which was a robot and there was no number to press to get that answer or a real person. So I made my own labels and when the post office person comes to pick them up she can figure it out.
Last thing. I belong to Netflix (both online and CD) and one of my most favorite things is to watch a movie and do my quilt. Of course, tonight’s movie was in Norway language (what do you call that?) so it had captions and I couldn’t sew (LOL)
I’m taking a poll now. Is it me and my “electrical force” that causes all these things or does everyone else have them. Not occasionally, but all the time. My Mom says it is because I dwell on the bad things and don’t notice the good things, which is partially true. But then she just told me I look old so I don’t believe her. I would like to see some comments on things that happen to you like this so I don’t feel so lonely. Karla was good. She was born first and I knew I had a puppy but I didn’t dare hope or her head would fall off or something.
Let me know,
Noodles

Do We Have To Be Crazy?

I actually think that I have made a new human friend. You may not believe how important this is to me because I very rarely go out of the house. The last time I went out of the house was yesterday when I called my Mother and asked her if she would like some scalloped potatoes and the said “yes”. So, I decided to do all my errands at once. I needed a piece of plastic to go over my quilt and rack because my Husband doesn’t realize that it isn’t a table; so hardware was #l. Of course Jim Beam at the liquor store was #2, prescription pick up at Rite Aid was #3, Mom was #4 and then the blissful drive back home.
Well, I’m not in the habit of stopping at the hardware and I multitask way, way too much and I had Karla to show her off to my mother so I completely forgot the plastic. (Next time). Then to the liquor store for the JB and I could take Karla out for that one because they have a miniature Terrier and actually know what an Australian Terrier is. We chatted for a while and I forced Karla back into the airpod carrier, strapped her to the seatbelt, got in, inserted keys, started car and couldn’t get it out of park. For 15 minutes I tried. My arm actually got sore. So, back it was into the liquor store to ask if I could use their phone. “sure”, so I called Paul, he answered and said he would be right there with the Jeep. Five minutes later they got a call for me and it ws Paul asking where the key dish was. Well I had just cleaned and rearranged for company so how was I supposed to know? It was close so he said he would walk. However he did find the keys.
This was good because there was a very old tramp that fell in love with Karla and was cornering me into two buildings.

"Ha Ha, I'm sleeping on the coooouuuuch!

“Ha Ha, I’m sleeping on the coooouuuuch!


Paul did find the keys on the other table. duh! and started my car with the first try which really really made me angry. This happens all the time in front of the liquor store! Do you know how embarrassing this is?
Well, on to the Rite Aid which went without a hitch although I did remember that I had forgotten to bring the scalloped potatoes. Home again and on to Moms. Food delivered and home to collapse. And you wonder why I don’t leave the house!
Of course, even when I stay in the yard things strange happen. One time I was chasing papers in the spring and putting them in a plastic bag and there was a plastic bottle in the ditch and one of our wastecans that had blown down the hill. I gently stepped into the ditch and went to my waist. I had purchased hip waders for this special purpose but I guess I should have purchased a boat. The hip waders filled with cold, cold water and I couldn’t get my feet out of them because of the suction.. Also I was sinking further and further. Well, I thought about it after a while and realized that no one knew I was there and no rescue was going to happen, I leaned over the trash barrel like it was a horse and slipped out of my boots. Safe! I could have died out there and Paul would never have knonw.
Anyway, back to current fall weather which is actually beautiful this year (late or not) I have decided that this year I don’t need to rake or carry wicker furniture or do anything at all except follow Karla around the house to take things out of her mouth. Paul and I looked at each other and he asked me if maybe we were getting too old to have an aussie puppy. Unfortunately, I told him that she was absolutely perfect and would get her Championship in one show and I was going to breed her when she is three and I was sure she would have at least 20 puppies.
Today, now that I have semi-recuperated from picking her up in WI, I actually go back to two of my computer classes. One is about preserving materials and the other is called “canine thereogenealogy”, which may give you a clue as to how I am doing. Can they not speak in laywoman’s terms or at least have two different classes? One for Vets and mds and one for dummies? I also got a corner of my computer desk cleared.
Actually all I want to do is work on my vintage handkerchief quilt. I saw a BEAUTIFUL one today but it was machine stitch. This means that my hand-stitched one will take much longer. Also, did I tell you I have a new cell phone? Now if I can only figure out how to get my 69 messages from it..
Another thing that is a problem this week is that I have familiar/essential tremor (although I don’t look like Katheryn Hepburn, and I went to a neurologist because I thought it was Parkinsons. He said that it was tremor and put me on phenobarbital and that I may have some side effects in the beginning. I looked it up between naps and realized that one was sleepiness and another was seeing crosseyed so pray for this spellchecker to work.
Since my hubby is figuring out his new Nikkow 7100 I don’t have any pictures but you wait. You will be so sick of Karla that you will love her as much as me!
Noodles!

"Ha Ha, I'm sleeping on the coooouuuuch!

MOVING IS PRETTY NICE THANKS TO MY SPECIAL PERSON

My name is Karla and all is quiet and Mom is at her what she calls “her stupid new computer” and told me she would translate to my old friends what has been happening to me so they wouldn’t worry why I wasn’t in The Supreme Being’s (who made me) pictures any more. My new Dad is supposed to be purchasing a camera but it sounds awful quiet up there so is probably taking a nap.
First of all, Mom is hoping that no one drank from her glass because she is quite sure that she is coming down with the flue. At the moment she is trying to fit a candle into an antique bottle…oops, she said a word that I’ve never heard before and threw it out the window!!!
This place is really different than my old home but since I’m only 12 weeks old, how would I know? Dad was right there waiting for us because we were late (I think he was panting because he was late, too) and he and Mom had a fight about who was going to hold my leash. Mom won. I think she wins with everything about dogs. Then we walked out and I was on cement! Wonderful, familiar cement. But, this had white stripes on it and big things whishing by and for some reason Mom was strangling me until the white stripes were done. I’m so smart and world savey now; that I even walked across a metal grill! Then there was grass! Wah Hoo! I REALLY needed it but afterwards when I really wanted to investigate the wood pieces she made me walk to the car and get on her lap. I know about the world so I knew what a car was. I looked out the window at a huge truck that went by and konked out until an hour later when we stopped. Mom carried me onto the enclosed porch, looked through the sliding glass doors (unusual because Mom washed all the downstairs windows to make it lighter. I wish I could have been there because I would have had so much fun with the rag!) and saw these three dogs not much bigger than me acting like idiots, jumping up and down, howling, barking and squeaking. Mom put me down with her gun ready and we all looked like a pinwheel because everyone had to smell my butt. (I don’t know why because it smells like a rose). Then everyone ignored me, those creeps, which made me mad because I wanted to play.
So instead I chewed on one of quilt stand legs and got yelled at! So I started bouncing toward Harry It (she was the only one with a tail. Mom says that she is going to take us to the Vet and swap ears.) Anyway, she was very surprised because Spider likes to sleep and Sam likes to be a jerk. Then we went upstairs and I picked the stinky ones to investigate and chose the one with the Man, Dad, in it. Wow! all the toys were up here! A whole pile under his chair and two wooden boxes that had been refinished by dog teeth and grabbed one and Harry It and I had a blast and then Spider joined us and was thrilled that she had found someone with jaws strong enough to play tug of war. Spider is a little maternal so she didn’t pull too hard. Well, Sam heard all the stomping above him and came macho storming up the stairs two. So we had four playing tug of war. You really can’t count because Sam barks a lot when he plays with Spider or sees a chipmunk. (he talks to Mom in a weird voice when she doesn’t put the dishes or food away after a meal. Besides, obviously he thinks he’s boss. Ha a, just wait a while.
I heard Dad say that it was so good to hear a play snort and see those alien teeth.
I investigated everything (Mom wasn’t very good at puppy proofing the house. She is now. There was a mirror on the floor and I took a few minutes to admire myself. I would stop if there was something that I had never seen before and got to leave footprints in the shower. I never ran from anything, even my new brother and sisters. (well, once I got under a little office table.
Then to prove that I was an Aussie, I had an “Aussie Fit” and ran round and round and round, vroom, vroom, vroom and Mom and I said they were SO happy to have me. Then I asked Dad to pick me up and take me to bed so he did. I LOVE sleeping under someone’s chin! I couldn’t ask Mom because she was busy cuddling with the other which were kind of turning green.
That was my day! To my Special Mom and sisters I send special licks and kisses (no black spots!) and also know that the hard work they did with all of us and taking that picture of someone who abhors having her picture
Mom says you never sent the recipes for the soup and pumpkin pie and the scalloped potatoes (because you made them differently (Must have missed the part about my Special Persons being better) and the SOUP, which was just what she needed after a VERY stressful day. I pouted a little that I didn’t get even a taste but the pout didn’t last long because I had COMPLETE run of the house with Sparrow!
Mom says Rick was very nice (and good looking, shush) but she thought that he acted just like
Paul every time I pooped or peed in the house. I think he was counting.
I think a statue should be mad of Theresa and her daughters (not the poop counter) and put in the middle of the round pen to replace that green thing which Mom thought was a dead horse.
One horrible thing was that the ancient cat slipped out of the house and was gone for two days and when we went shopping for more of that green stuff with salt we found it in the middle of the road. The good thing about this was there probably wasn’t any more pain than taking her to the vet and doing which Theresa had been going back and forth on and that now they know where she is and that she is not starving to death and confused and scared somewhere and now they know where they laid it at rest.
As Mom says: Noodles (I can’t wait to hear the noodle story)

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Karla and I walked into the house about 20 minutes ago and I think we are going to sleep for a week (except my Dr. appointment tomorrow at . She was almost perfect.  All three airports let her walk on the leash.  I say walk but at the first airport it was kind of like pulling a sitting dog because she didn’t like the leash or the rolling suitcase but in about 3 minutes she started coming around th…at she really didn’t have much choice and started walking ahead of me eyeing the suitcase that was now following me. In the lobby since it was Southwest, they give you numbers (you get a low number if you pay 12.50 so I got in line (we were about an hour early and I figured we would be standing there all that time) and then they called the numbers and I dam# near ended up in Tampa before I realized that that was the flight before mine so Karla and I decided to sit down a the first chair I sat in the people disgustedly looked at me and said the were allergic to dogs.  Then the second place the whole room gathered around her ooooohing and aaaaaahaing and I think I sold the next three litters of Theresa Goiffon‘s (or at least Karla did).  She sat in a little boys lap that was extatic until we boarded.  She was a bit overwhelmed at first and then she started showing off and being the star. On the flight to Chicago, not a peep but I took her out of the bag because she was an “assistance” dog.  (I don’t think they believed me but she was being so good and asleep in my lap so they looked at me funny and said “fine”.  On the second flight from Chicago to Rochester, she was to tired that she stayed in her bag (which was one of those air pod things that converts to a car seat, shoulder bad, hand bag and fits over the handle of your carry on suitcase so you can wheel them both with one hand – highly recommended but don’t turn the combination locks on your new carry on when you get it to see if it works and then look it all over and turn them again because the key is inside and you will have to call the company when you only have an hour to pack). Anyway, on the second flight I gave away the rest of my Jim Beam mini bottles and had one myself (which would have been $5! and they only had Jack Daniels anyway).  I read while flying that you weren’t supposed to bring your own drinks onto the plane but when going through security they were in that clear quart bag.  Did they think I was going to drink all that in the terminal?  Good grief! Planes were running late as usual and I was supposed to land at 2:45 and weirdly enough (to me) leave at the same time on the flight to Rochester so I drank the last bottle and made everyone get out of the way so I could rush to B12.  Then I realized that I was already at B12 and it was the same plane that was going to Rochester so I had to board again. Got home with no problem with Karla zonked out on my lap and my three dogs were jumping up and down and looking like some weird monster because they all had to smell her butt.  Spider was disgusted and walked away because she knew she was going to have to train another puppy again.  Harry It was ecstatic because there was someone to play with and Sam has nipped her twice because she got too close for me which Paul loved and grabbed her and said she was his dog anyway and took her up in his office. As for Theresa and her family, everyone was right.  They were wonderful and I felt so comfortable with Theresa because we had a lot of similar experiences and her girls are wonderful!  No arguments, did what she said with no complaints, were friendly and picked up Karla’s poops.  Rick was really nice but I was a little nervous with him because he was a man.  The cottage at the lake was absolutely wonderful because when we got tired of drinking margueritas (about 3am) she drove me over there and I felt Like I wasn’t intruding and I could think about the day and in the morning look at the lake.  I want to buy it but I don’t think they will sell it. So it’s over with, I have my (Paul’s – ahem) puppy and I’m going to watch a movie and get into my warm waterbed!  Thank you all for your encouragement.  This book has been copywrighted and cannot be used or reproduced except if you want to!