the "kids" are playing waaay past our bedtime....older dog got sick and tired of the play so she got up, off her nice towel and LEFT...She is in the office, in her crate, crashed out on her stuff toys.....
It 11pm so I'm gonna tell these kids to go to bed....
Got you these 2 videos...when you click on them, they will download to your "downloads" folder on your computer...I tried to just post the link so you could get on my YT channel, but this site wouldn't let me do link......so anyway, here is your "puppy fun videos"
-- Edited by mamalioness on Friday 11th of January 2019 12:04:47 AM
I have something to look forward to when Hubs and Maow-Maow get back from a Vet run.
I want him here because there's many s slip between the download and the actual viewing on my hand-cranked, recycled computer.
Hugs!
Temple said
Jan 11, 2019
Oh are they precious!
Baby girl is looking so grown up.
Videos are wonderful. The black puppy looks at you as if to say, "We were not playing past our bedtime. We were being good girls."
Sorry it took me so long--Kitty had to go to the vet--3 hour roundtrip. Then Sissy had a demand on Hubs: I need my mocha drinks for the weekend because the food in here is so bad.
(They bring her the meal, then when she refuses it, they make her a sandwich.) I'd say coming down off the opoids some genius prescribed for her last summer has affected her taste
buds. Plus the fact that she only wanted to eat junk food before... I want ice cream! I want Brownie Bites! Tell B. I am out of Brownie Bites!
And he was gone a long time for that--the traffic in this little town is getting nuts.
And then I forgot.
Got a long email from my daughter, letting me know just how much of a trial I am to her and to Hubs. "Daddy said, "I have done some horrible things, and I have to change.'" Easy to say, yes? It's in the execution that the rub cometh. Easier to blow up at me.
I told her I will read it as I feel so moved. Right now I feel I must keep my self-esteem high, to not get down on myself. Soul-searching may be good at some point, but I am not out of the trenches yet. That I am perhaps being egocentric right now. And that really is fine with me.
Also told her I have said before I don't want my care to be a burden to her. That she's been a brick and I am grateful, but there are people who become companions and caregivers because they have a calling. And because they aren't family they don't take things as hard. They perhaps can't keep a person out of a psych ward, but then I know to ask a whole lot more questions should I ever wind up hospitalized again. And I know now I can't take morphine. And rats to that. And I hope I don't ever need care, but one can't predict the future.
I spent so many months and years--when you add them up--in hospitals and after care and once doing the after care myself with my mother and sister. And I didn't let things just slide--I was there every shift-change and hours and hours and sometimes not leaving--and I do not have the nursing gene. And I didn't want her to be burdened. She has a very busy life. And is more and more threatened by peanuts and peanut oil in the environment.
Oh whine-whine. I hope--God willing--I can get back to as good as I was before. And when I'm about half mad I feel more like myself. Grins.
Thanks for sharing Los Bebes. Sorry I took your thread and ran up the Poor Me flag.
Hugs,
Temple
mamalioness said
Jan 11, 2019
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((Temple)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) You can "poor me" any ole time you need to.l..............sending peace and love energy.....
will get more pics/videos of the "kids".....back is doing better...I think I finally turned a corner......anyway, will get some more goodies for ya, regarding the fur kids.....rainy today and tonight so when I let them out for evening bathroom break, they played and then did their restroom, and it was "hightail back in the warm house" I'm on the couch tonight, because I want to watch some movies on bigger tv...puppy is in kitchen...not grown enough and trained enough to be totally loose in house...still needs supervision, but shes really doing well and will be a great housepet....they are good girls....got to do the older ones toenails....I just can't bend my back, so her nails are so bad...she is terrible to do...the 2 younger ones are easy peasy, but "fat girl" is another story.....it will just have to wait until I can sit on floor with her and trim her..
you take care ....talk with you later
Temple said
Jan 12, 2019
I want a bigger TV to watch movies.
And a big old couch like the one I selected when I was 20--why didn't I continue just getting that one reupholstered with safe materials?
We broke down and bought some new upholstered pieces after we moved here. Our older cat died, and the Vet said that the flame-retardant in upholstered furniture can kill a cat.
So how good is it for babies and small children? Parakeets? And in my case, people. And I haven't had wall-to-wall carpet since 1980--I swoon if I walk past a display. Bad JU-Ju.
I always think if it--whatever "it" is--makes me ill, how good can it be for the general population.
One thing I will not miss--if/when I get back to "normal" for me--this push a button and I seem compelled to tell whoever all I know about the subject--no matter that I already know
it and I am causing the other person's eyes to roll up in his head. Compulsive disorder. Has to be. May it please go away?
I didn't know that about puppies--that you could just confine their little butts until they get through the chewing/getting up on everything phase. Kind of like you are in
training to be a dog. You will know when you have passed your exams successfully and can be in the general population. You have to earn it! Cool!
I think 2019 is going to be a good year. I got into my killer wool slacks I wore to Paris in 2012 yesterday. And then I got back out of them. Haven't ordered the Winter Silks longjohns I
was "going to." If I keep losing at the same rate, they'll be too big in two weeks. First world problem--I know. They are only 5 sizes too big for you. But I'm getting there! I will probably never see Size 4 again. Or even 6. I' think I'd be happy at 8 or 10. Except that I've got these killer 501 Levis. With metal buttons. I don't think I'll ever be able to squeeze into the waist.
When we were in high school, the joke was you lay on your back and wriggled into your jeans and your mother pushed and pulled on the zipper until you were locked in, so to speak. Otherwise, they were too big. And they didn't have "girl jeans" then. These were boys'. Curvy girls had darts taken in at the waist.
the "kids" are playing waaay past our bedtime....older dog got sick and tired of the play so she got up, off her nice towel and LEFT...She is in the office, in her crate, crashed out on her stuff toys.....
It 11pm so I'm gonna tell these kids to go to bed....
Got you these 2 videos...when you click on them, they will download to your "downloads" folder on your computer...I tried to just post the link so you could get on my YT channel, but this site wouldn't let me do link......so anyway, here is your "puppy fun videos"
-- Edited by mamalioness on Friday 11th of January 2019 12:04:47 AM
I have something to look forward to when Hubs and Maow-Maow get back from a Vet run.
I want him here because there's many s slip between the download and the actual viewing on my hand-cranked, recycled computer.
Hugs!
Baby girl is looking so grown up.
Videos are wonderful. The black puppy looks at you as if to say, "We were not playing past our bedtime. We were being good girls."
Sorry it took me so long--Kitty had to go to the vet--3 hour roundtrip. Then Sissy had a demand on Hubs: I need my mocha drinks for the weekend because the food in here is so bad.
(They bring her the meal, then when she refuses it, they make her a sandwich.) I'd say coming down off the opoids some genius prescribed for her last summer has affected her taste
buds. Plus the fact that she only wanted to eat junk food before... I want ice cream! I want Brownie Bites! Tell B. I am out of Brownie Bites!
And he was gone a long time for that--the traffic in this little town is getting nuts.
And then I forgot.
Got a long email from my daughter, letting me know just how much of a trial I am to her and to Hubs. "Daddy said, "I have done some horrible things, and I have to change.'" Easy to say, yes? It's in the execution that the rub cometh. Easier to blow up at me.
I told her I will read it as I feel so moved. Right now I feel I must keep my self-esteem high, to not get down on myself. Soul-searching may be good at some point, but I am not out of the trenches yet. That I am perhaps being egocentric right now. And that really is fine with me.
Also told her I have said before I don't want my care to be a burden to her. That she's been a brick and I am grateful, but there are people who become companions and caregivers because they have a calling. And because they aren't family they don't take things as hard. They perhaps can't keep a person out of a psych ward, but then I know to ask a whole lot more questions should I ever wind up hospitalized again. And I know now I can't take morphine. And rats to that. And I hope I don't ever need care, but one can't predict the future.
I spent so many months and years--when you add them up--in hospitals and after care and once doing the after care myself with my mother and sister. And I didn't let things just slide--I was there every shift-change and hours and hours and sometimes not leaving--and I do not have the nursing gene. And I didn't want her to be burdened. She has a very busy life. And is more and more threatened by peanuts and peanut oil in the environment.
Oh whine-whine. I hope--God willing--I can get back to as good as I was before. And when I'm about half mad I feel more like myself. Grins.
Thanks for sharing Los Bebes. Sorry I took your thread and ran up the Poor Me flag.
Hugs,
Temple
will get more pics/videos of the "kids".....back is doing better...I think I finally turned a corner......anyway, will get some more goodies for ya, regarding the fur kids.....rainy today and tonight so when I let them out for evening bathroom break, they played and then did their restroom, and it was "hightail back in the warm house" I'm on the couch tonight, because I want to watch some movies on bigger tv...puppy is in kitchen...not grown enough and trained enough to be totally loose in house...still needs supervision, but shes really doing well and will be a great housepet....they are good girls....got to do the older ones toenails....I just can't bend my back, so her nails are so bad...she is terrible to do...the 2 younger ones are easy peasy, but "fat girl" is another story.....it will just have to wait until I can sit on floor with her and trim her..
you take care ....talk with you later
And a big old couch like the one I selected when I was 20--why didn't I continue just getting that one reupholstered with safe materials?
We broke down and bought some new upholstered pieces after we moved here. Our older cat died, and the Vet said that the flame-retardant in upholstered furniture can kill a cat.
So how good is it for babies and small children? Parakeets? And in my case, people. And I haven't had wall-to-wall carpet since 1980--I swoon if I walk past a display. Bad JU-Ju.
I always think if it--whatever "it" is--makes me ill, how good can it be for the general population.
One thing I will not miss--if/when I get back to "normal" for me--this push a button and I seem compelled to tell whoever all I know about the subject--no matter that I already know
it and I am causing the other person's eyes to roll up in his head. Compulsive disorder. Has to be. May it please go away?
I didn't know that about puppies--that you could just confine their little butts until they get through the chewing/getting up on everything phase. Kind of like you are in
training to be a dog. You will know when you have passed your exams successfully and can be in the general population. You have to earn it! Cool!
I think 2019 is going to be a good year. I got into my killer wool slacks I wore to Paris in 2012 yesterday. And then I got back out of them. Haven't ordered the Winter Silks longjohns I
was "going to." If I keep losing at the same rate, they'll be too big in two weeks. First world problem--I know. They are only 5 sizes too big for you. But I'm getting there! I will probably never see Size 4 again. Or even 6. I' think I'd be happy at 8 or 10. Except that I've got these killer 501 Levis. With metal buttons. I don't think I'll ever be able to squeeze into the waist.
When we were in high school, the joke was you lay on your back and wriggled into your jeans and your mother pushed and pulled on the zipper until you were locked in, so to speak. Otherwise, they were too big. And they didn't have "girl jeans" then. These were boys'. Curvy girls had darts taken in at the waist.
Hugs!