Hullo -- I'm still here

I have been trying to get mum on the puter for ages, but for reason or other it doesn't happen..

I am going to make this exceptionally short cos I really only want to make sure it is working properly and also because it is almost $2:30 am!!!!!

Nest thing mum has to remem ber is how to post pics of me!!

Anyway,

ttfn and toodle pip

HAPPY GUY FAWKES DAY

Last Thursday mum had to go and have an MRI on her neck.  Gayle had  been sick earlier in the week so her days were all mixed up.  When mum got home at about 2:30 she was worried because I was not barking and running to meet her.  She searched all of my hiding spots; but could not find me.  She started to panic, thinking that I got out when she was going out.  She had just called Uncle Vic and he said he would come over and help search for me when the door opened and Gayle walked in with me!!!!!!  Tee hee and LOL 

For the non-Limeys out there -- Guy Fawkes was the person who tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament but was caught before he was able to.  When mum was a kid over in the UK for about a month before November 5, kids used to stand at tube station entrances with a "guy" and ask for "penny for the guy" and then on the 5th they would buy fireworks and there would be celebrations with bonfires and fireworks.

Mum has a doctor's appointment and  has to get ready to be picked up.  She SAID she will write more tomorrow when she has time.

so, toodle pip and ta ta

Cookie

THANK HEAVENS FOR GAYLE

Mum's caregiver, Gayle, is here and helped mum FINALLY to post on my blog!!!!!!!!  Amber da Weeni'es mom and my mum have been trying to get together on the phone to do it since Uncle Vic messed up mum's PC!!!!!  Also, for the past two days, mum has been trying to order our food, etc. from one of the Grocery stores.  Yesterday she couldn't get anywhere wit hit.  Today after half an hour on the phone and being Chewy and got the order placed the order in les than 10 minutes!!!!

Anyway -- other things have been going on here -- mum has nicknamed me "Tubby" -- she SAYS its because I hide in the bathtub when it storms -- but when we went for my shots, I overheard the vet say I needed to lose some weight!!!!!!!! WOOF WOOF WOOF



Thhere have been other things going on, but for now I will not bore you with it!!!  Will try to get som pics on here next ime

Hope you have missed me

ta ta and ttfn

Cookie

I'M BAAAAAACK

For those of you who thought we had disappeared into the internet cloud, I would like to blame mum for not being able to access my blog!!!!!!!  Although we were reading other blogs, we are upset that so many of the "old timers" do not seem to be blogging here -- for example Frankie and Ernie and Gospel of Goose (although we know that it is Buddy now and not Goose any more).  Mum has been in touch with Amber da weenie's mum and for anyone who does no yet know it they have a new Puppy addition.  I have seen pics of Lexie and she is really cute!!!!

Not too much doing around here lately.  It has been toooooo hot for Gayle (or mum for that matter) to take me out after about noon.  I have been very good at not waking me up too early.  Mum has started taking her pool therapy classes (finally) and although she has only been to 1 so far, likes it.  She had another appointment for tomorrow mornine -- she has already told me to make sure I wake her up in time!!!!  One day last week, she went back to bed at about 4:30 and planned to get up around 6 for a doctor's appointment.  She slept until 10:30!!!!!!!!!  Because he had left her phone in the living room she did not get the call from the doctor or the van company!!!!!  Thank goodness this doctor does not charged for missed appointments!!!!!

The day after Memorial Day Uncle Vic had to take Coco to the Vet to have a (huge) upper tooth remained.  The vet is just around the corner to me so he (Uncle Vic) came over here to wait.  Mum knew he was doing some updates on the laptop, but was not too concerned because years ago when they lived together, after many arguments, she had gotten him to not change too many basic things (such as the icons on the desktop).  Well, obviously he forgot all of this and made quite a few changes -- one of which was doing something so that mum was unable to figure out how to post on my blog!!!!!!!  Finally, after some help from Amber the weenie's mom and my mum working on it, she FINALLY was able to access this blog!!!!!  That is really the reason why mum did not blog -- but  this morning for some reason she was able to post.

Mum is telling me we have to get off here 'cos she has things to get done and also 'cos her typing is getting REALLY bad!!!!!!  I promise I well not have such a biiiiiig break before my next blog.

Incidentally, for those if you who have read mum's anecdotes from her days yore, please let us know.  I you really do not want to read of her childhood in (post WWII) London, let me know and I will make sure she doesn't make any more of them

Well, ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie

I have company

I finally got mum on the computer to do a post for me.

Uncle Vic, Coco and her kitties (Cubby and Kiki) have come over to spend the day because there apartment has the exterminators and they are replacing the carpet with laminate!!!!  The kitties are still in their carriers cause otherwise we will never get them back in -- they will hide and we wont be able to find them!!!!!  Uncle Vic is sitting in the older reclining and because he is watching what HE wants, mum decided to pay bills and visit her bloggy friends!!!!

Anyway, a few things have happened -- a couple of weeks ago I had the sickies -- I threw up in the apartment several times and also tried to poop, but couldn't.  Anyway, when gayle came over, she made me chickn and rice, an so I got over it quite quickly.  I REALLY like Gayle -- When she comes over, she always takes for a walk and yesterday she took me to our rebuilt dog park.  Mum cannot take me there because there is a big curb and mum has spoken with management -- they are trying to get the builders to come back and put a ramp.


the weather her is really nice -- it is cool in the morning when mum takes me out and then warms up but she has not really had to turn the a/c on much.

Well, nothing really exciting ha happened -- hopefully I will be able o make mum write some more of her memories from her childhood when growing up in London.

Untill next time:

ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie

MUM LOST HER PHONE (AND ALL PICS)

Mum tried to get me to not write this, but  I told her that because she has not taken me on many adventures recently (she says it's too hot for my poor little paws on the sidewalk) then I HAVE to tell everyone in Blogville what happened!!!  On Sunday morning when we went out for my walkies, Mum insists she put her cellphone in her pants pocket.  However, when we got back home, she could not find it!!!  I was VERY annoyed with her!!  Anyway that afternoon she went to Verizon to get a new one -- of course, I could not go -- again because it was getting quite hot out!!  It took ages to get the phone and have it setup.  She got a new iPhone -- but this time he did not get ANY freebies with it (last time she got a case, screen cover and stylus as gifts).  The salesman offered her the case and screen protector at a charge of $49 and $39, respectively.  She very nicely told him "thanks but no thanks".  On the way home she stopped in at this meat/deli store and bought me 10 frozen marrow bones (which they cut specially for me, after mum told them what a good doggie I am (ROFLMAO). 
Anyway. all of her phone numbers transferred over, but none of the photos!!!  Guess she will have to take more pics of us all.

Yesterday (Monday) mum went to see the Bariatric Doctor who did her gastric bypass just over a year ago (on April 4 last year), and was very happy when he told her she had lost just of 6 lbs since her last visit (late January).

Oh, mum was gonna miss telling you -- but the reason she wont take me out when it gets hot (except for my walkies early in the morning) is because my leg hurts somewhat from my Valley Fever.  She has not been able to take me to the Vet because it will cost over $400!!!!!!  I also want to remind all my buddies here that my GoFundMe page is still up.

Well, mum has some other stuff to do, so  has told me that his is all I can write for now.

ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie

ME TAKING CARE OF MUM FOR A CHANGE

This has been a rough week or so for mum.  Her Oldest sister who lived in Seattle had been in the hospital.  She had some surgery and then apparently had a major heart attack.  Mum had only been told that Ros was having some "minor" surgery.  (The reasoning for this goes way way back to when they were kids and because of mum's "hole in the heart" situation, the family were told to treat her "with kid gloves" basically, so she was always the last to find out about most things -- a long story which I may be able to get her to tell you all about some other time.)  Anyway, Ros had open heart surgery this past Tuesday and things appeared to be going along ok -- or as ok as possible for an 80 year old with iffy health.  Mum forgot that her other sister, Dianne, was having cataract surgery on Thursday, and when she had not heard from Dianne by Friday afternoon, she called her.  At that point all seemed well.  Dianne was recovering from her cataract surgery ok, but mum and she got into an argument over things that had happened years ago -- another long story for another time.  Anyway, thing seemed to be going ok until Saturday afternoon when Dianne called to sa that Ros had died.  Now, mum is upset because she does not know how to find the money to get to Seattle!!!!  Mum got online and checked out airlines and if she flies from Phoenix to Seattle it is about $400 less.  There is a shuttle from Tucson to Phoenix, but it will be a hassle.  She also has to find out if he can take me with and what papers, etc. she will need for me.  I will also mention that mum had tummy troubles on Friday and Saturday morning.  Fortunately (for me, anyway) on Friday she started after she had taken me out to do my biznez but Saturday it started earlier, and so she could not take me out.  She also forgot to feed me till about 3 pm!!!!!!  She told me I was a very good girl cos I did not have an accident in the house.  Oh, and I should mention that on Friday we met my "good Samaritan" who helped out when I had my little "incident" a couple of weeks ago.  Mum was talking to him while he was eating a really good smelling samwich that I was eagerly sniffing and they were both ignoring!!!  But to get back to mum -- needless to say me and the kitties have been giving mum lots of hugs and kisses to make her feel better.  I am trying to convince her to put up a GoFundMe page to see if we can get some help.  She would be flying out on Tuesday and coming back either Thursday evening or Friday.  She will meet Dianne in seattle and Dianne had hotel points for the Marriott and mum will take some of her special shakes etc with her.

I want to go and give her more hugs and kisses so I am gonna end now -- will talk more later.

ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie (who is giving mum lots of tlc)

CONTINUATION OF MUM'S (MIS)ADVENTURES AS A TEENAGER

Cookie's mum here:  After bugging me to continue with my story from the other day, Cookie went back to taking a nap after giving me my "instructions".

I think we left off while I was in the British Military Hospital in Paris.  Anyway, the staff in the hospital were really nice to me.  Also, one of my brother's came over to visit me.  I found out later that my dad had started to get concerned because he had not heard from me.  I usually met him for lunch on Monday's because he was working around the corner to my office.  The first Monday after I was due home, he just figured I was busy at work, but the second week he got concerned.  At the time I was living near my brother Cyril so my dad called Cyril's office and was told that he had made an unexpected trip to Paris.  Dad then got even more concerned and called Cyril's wife, who then told him that I was in the hospital in Paris.  Of course Dad got really concerned and also annoyed that they had not told him sooner what had happened!!!  So I had a really nice visit with Cyril, who told me that on the Saturday when I was supposed to arrive by plane from Paris, he had gone to the airport and was then made aware of what happened -- needless to say Cyril (and my dad when he found out) were really annoyed and upset that the group had left me in Paris basically on my own!!!  I then started getting letters and cards from friends, etc., in England.  Also, the brother of a friend of my sister's also came to visit me.  Actually, when he got there, it was rather funny because I heard someone mention "Rosalind Black" and knew who it was.  For some reason, Harvey always called me by my oldest sister's name -- and sure enough, it was him!!

When the time came for me to return to England, I was not allowed to go by plane because I was not allowed to be in an upright position for too long.  So I was going by boat ferry overnight and my sister in law Margaret came over for the day to travel back with me.  There were a couple of amusing incidents that happened on that trip.  First, I had a British army escort to the train, which did cause quite a commotion.  For some reason or other, I did not have shoes, but did have socks on.  The porter wanted to have my escort lift me through the train window!!!  I put a stop to that and insisted that I could manage to walk the short distance to the train!!!  The trip itself was quite uneventful, but VERY bumpy when the train was going on and off the ferry.  I was confined to bed so I got quite restless.  Margaret quite enjoyed the trip!!!  She had also done some sightseeing, etc., in Paris!!!!  When we got to London, we were left on the train for quite some time.  Apparently the ambulance that had been scheduled to pick me up at the station had got the days mixed up because of my travelling overnight!!!!  My dad was quite used to dealing with officialdom and getting his own way (another long story for another time), and he had talked his way onto the platform to chat with me.  This was actually supposed to be taboo because the fact that I was still on the train, meant that they could not clear it through customs.  Consequently, the train was running quite late for the outward bound trip.  Railway officials asked if I would mind waiting in the First Aid station until the ambulance arrived.  I said that would be fine -- what I did not realize was that they were going to take me over there on a stretcher!!!  This was a warm Sunday morning in September at Victoria Station.  My dad and Margaret walked about 10 paces behind me; I was flat on my back staring at the ceiling (everywhere but at the crowds) and the porter was yelling "MIND YER BACKS" every few minutes.  So, of course, everyone was looking a me and wondering what had happened to me.  Finally the ambulance arrived, but they had sent one with only 1 ambulance attendance -- so they put me in a wheelchair to get into the ambulance.  When we got to the hospital, again they put me in a wheelchair (one of those old wooden "bath chairs" that can be seen on old English movies, etc.).  I was very uncomfortable and finally collared a nurse and quite loudly complained about the fact that I had had to travel overnight because I had to lie flat, and was now being made to sit up, which was VERY uncomfortable.  The hastened to get me a stretcher before I made too much of a fuss.  I finally got up to the ward and, again, was made to sit up in bed.  Turns out it was because I had peritonitis and that was the normal part of treatment.  Also, English hospitals did not have electric beds and the contraption to sit me up was very complicated and the patient could not adjust it!!!  Very uncomfortable!!!!!  I am not sure if I mentioned it, but the food at the British Military hospital was like a four start French restaurant -- so, of course, the first meal I had in the London Hospital seemed even worse than it usually did.  It came around on a steam table and was tasteless and overcooked.  On Monday, my surgeon was making his rounds.  You only saw your "specialist"/surgeon once or twice a week and he came with a whole entourage -- Him with Matron, Sister from the ward, head nurse, Resident, Intern and (because it was a teaching hospital) several medical students.  You only spoke to your specialist when he spoke to you and usually the answer was "yes" or "no" answers.  I was still recuperating from the journey, so when he asked how I was, I said I was still very tired from the trip over.  He commented that there were better ways of coming from Paris.  At this point, I didn't care what I said, and answered, "Yes, but I had to travel by train because I was not allowed to sit up for that long and I get here and am made to sit up!!!"  Well, after everyone picked their jaws up from the floor (because no one EVER responded to the specialist like that), he had the decency to look a little flustered and turned to Matron and said that if I was more comfortable, I could be allowed to lie down!!!!  There were a few other little incidents like that along the way. For instance, I name has the French spelling, and one of the doctors who came around (and there were many, many many doctors who came around) was discussing my case right in front of me (which is something that is also NEVER) done, and made the comment to the other doctor he was with that he wondered if I spoke English.  I again responded that yes I did speak English because I was from London!!!  Also, because it was a teaching hospital, a medical student was assigned to work up my medical history.  A male student with a female patient had to have a chaperone (!!) and had to do the workup around everything else going on, so it took quite some time.  When he thought he was finished, he quite casually asked me if I ever got breathless.  When I said that I did he asked what I attributed that to I replied "to the hole in my heart of course".  Both of their jaws dropped because now they had to go into that history!!!

English hospitals at that time did not have the luxuries that US hospitals did (no phones or TV's) but the nursing care was superb and there were lots of little extras -- such as a cup of tea first thing in the morning (before breakfast, of course) and backrubs at night!!

I finally had my surgery and was in the hospital a couple of weeks afterwards, then I went to a convalescent home for 3 weeks.  If I went into all the little things that happened (funny and not so) this would run on for pages and pages.  Suffice it to say that at the end of it all, I had gone ona 2 week holiday and ended up being gone for 3 months!!!!  I had not been working at this firm for long so I was lucky that they kept the job open for me!!!

Well, I hope I haven't bored you too much -- I will now let Cookie have her blog back.

Cookie here -- well, after a nice nap while mum was writing that, I will not write too much except to say

ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie

MY LITTLE "ADVENTURE"

Cookie's mum here: Before I continue with my "memories", Cookie wanted me to tell you about her little "adventure" the other day.

We had gone over to Vic's on Sunday afternoon and I did not go for my phone for some time after we got home.  Vic was having problems with his internet so I could not get hold of him.  So on Monday morning we went over there.  Sure enough the phone was there.  We decided to go home at about 9:30 am.  As we were walking home, Cookie was walking slower and slower.  (Remember her leash is attached to my wheelchair).  Anyway, we had just turned into the driveway to our complex when all of a sudden, it felt like I was dragging a 10 ton weight!!!  I looked down and Cookie was on her back on the ground panting away and drooling like crazy.  One of the men who was working on a bulldozer came over and gave her some water, but she still would not get up.  The young man was really great and when I asked him if he could carry her in to my apartment, he lifted her as though she was a puppy!!!!  It took a while (with me watching her practically every second) but she finally stopped with the panting and got up and took a long drink of water.  As you can imagine, I was really upset over all this.  My back was already giving me problems but after this little "adventure" it REALLY started hurting.  It happened that I had an appointment with my Primary doctor, and he recommended that I go to a pain center-- like me, he does not want me to get really addicted to pain meds!!!!

Well after relaxing, taking Gabapentin and my pain meds, the pain has eased up somewhat.  Hopefully I will continue my "adventure" in Paris tomorrow!!!

ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie's mum

SOME OF MUM'S REMEMBERANCES FROM HER YOUTH

I finally got mum to agree to write about some memories from her youth (amazing that she can remember that far back -- ok mum sorry about that!!)  I am going to pass the puter over to her -- let it rip mum:

Cookie's mum here-- OK you are forgiven for your comment about my age -- this particular memory is from when I was 17.  I belonged to a Zionist youth organization -- Habonim (which means The Builders).  I had gone on my second hiking/camping holiday to France and was having a pretty good time (aside from my tent flooding one night when in rained very heavily and some other minor problems).  Anyway, a couple of days before we were due to leave Brittany, one of the boys in the group tripped over a guy wire to a tent and dislocated his knee.  At the same time, I stood up and felt something in my right groin "rip"  (I should mention that I had had a right groin hernia repair when I was about 5 or 6, so didn't think it could be that.)  Anyway, because of the two incidents, the camp leader (Henry) called in a local doctor.  It was kinda amusing/embarrassing for me.  You have to remember that this was in 1959 and a "coed" camp was considered quite "forward" and it was assumed that we were sleeping coed too!!!!  Anyway, when the doctor came, he realized that we were a group of Jewish kids and he "confided" in me that he was Jewish too, but given that it was not too long after WWII, no one in the village knew -- Apparently that was common in the small towns in France and most of Europe at that time still.  But that was not the funny/embarrassing part -- because of the pains I was having he started asking questions.  (I did not realize it at the time but I had the symptoms of an ectopic pregnancy.)  First of all he asked how many times I had been pregnant -- I answered "none".  Then he asked me about having intercourse -- when I again answered "none" and he looked amaze and asked if I was sure!!!  Again you have to remember this was in 1957 -- France was far more free and easy than England, but still......  Anyway because of Melvin's dislocate knee, it was decided to take both of us to the local hospital.  The "ambulance" was a converted Citroen with barely enough room in the back.  I ended up sitting (or rather lying) on Henry's lap and he was holding on to Melvin's leg to make sure it would not be jolted around.  This turned out to be a wise decision on his part!!!  We were up in the mountains and the road twisted and turned and I swear the driver was a drunken/frustrated race car driver!!!!!  Anyway we got to the hospital ok.  When we got there, I was "examined" by several (I presume) doctors who poked and prodded me until I threw up.  Henry was translating for me.  Anyway they decided to keep me in the hospital.  While we were in the elevator going up -- the person who was with us started asking Henry if they knew what was wrong.  I looked at Henry and told him that if this guy even considered touching me I would scream bloody murder!!!!  Of course Henry translated a little bit differently!  I was taken to a ward with 3 other women -- I assumed it was an ob/gyn ward, but because no one spoke English and I did not speak that much French, I had no way of making sure!  There were no curtains, and turned out that the bedpans were on the bedside tables and the women used them and put them back and eventually they would be emptied.  The following morning, as I customary in Europe, the doctor came around with his entourage of Matron, Sisters (this happened to be a catholic hospital) and nurses.  When they came to me -- again remember there were no curtains or screens -- the doctor started to do an internal exam and they realized I had a tampon (I was close to the end of my period).  Matron very disgustedly pulled it out and threw it away.  There was a bit of conversation between them which I did not understand!!!!  I made sure that they knew that I had a congenital hole in my heart cos I knew that if I had anything serious I needed antibiotics.  The entourage finally left.  Shortly after two nurses brought up my rucksack which had been delivered to the hospital.  A couple of hours later, they told me to get dressed and come with them.  My rucksack was not too heavy, but I was still kinda weak and had not really eaten anything, but I had to carry my rucksack down by myself.  They took me to the Hospital administrator's office -- apparently someone from the camp was coming to escort me (and Melvin) to Paris.  While waiting for Ezra, the administrator brought his teenage son,, who was learning English in school into supposedly help interpret.  Well, between his high school English and my high school French, we did not get far!!!  Finally, Ezra showed up.  Long and short, they gave us some lunch (which I promptly threw up) and we finally made it to the train.  When we got there and the French porter realized that I could not really walk (I did not have shoes, just some heavy socks) he wanted to carry me to the compartment.  Ezra finally convinced the porter that was not necessary and we got settled on the train.

I don't remember how long the train trip was, but I was VERY glad when we finally reached Paris.  We were staying at a youth hostel.  That night we all went to the Folies Begere.  About halfway through I was starting to feel really ill.  There was another couple who were going back to the hostel early and I went with them.  I had a very rough night and the following morning it was decided to take me to the British Military Hospital.  Henry came with me again.  To cut a long story shorter I passed out when I was having x-rays done so they decided to keep me in.  It was nice to hear English being spoken again.  The ward I was in was much nicer than the French hospital.  I also discovered that the food was excellent and was like a French restaurant!!!!  Anyway the doctor was a Major in the british army and one day when he came around he sent everyone out of the room and started asking me the same questions the French doctor asked me about pregnancy, etc -- but he had the decency to be embarrassed about it and at the end more or let let out a sigh that my answers were all negative.  I ended up being there 3 weeks and they did some exploratory surgery (I think they expected to have to do a D and C).  At the end of this they told me that right ovary had twisted and ruptured and was putting pressure on my bowels and bladder.  They wrote to the hospital in the UK and they could not get me back soon enough.  Turns out when I had had some tests there  a year earlier but because I was a single girl of 16 they would not do anything, but "wait and "see!!  I was getting injections of major doses of antibiotics too.  Melvin had been able to fly home, but I was unable to so I was stuck there.  The rest of the camp had gone back to London leaving me on my own.  The almoner came up a couple of time to ask about insurance and payment.  I was writing to Ezra and finally insisted they send the insurance info to the hospital.  I got a chatty letter from him and in the midst of it he casually mentioned that because I had not been "injured"  by something at the camp I was not covered!!!!  I was really upset and crying my eyes out.  When the Major came in, he asked why I was so upset, and I told him.  Again, he sent everyone out of the room and told me not to worry because there was a fund for UK citizens like me and that I should ignore any monetary demands from the hospital.   WHEW what a relief.

As I said I was there for 3 weeks and then transferred to London for surgery.  I will tell the rest of the story in a day or two.

Back to Cookie

Cookie here -- wow mum what a trip yo had.  I am exhausted from this much.  Am going back to my nap.

ttfn an toodle pip
Cookie

MUM CAN'T SLEEP!!!!

It is almost 2:30 am on Monday and mum cannot sleep.  She has woken me up and gotten me off my nice comfy recliner so that we can post here!!!  I tried to tell her I was too tired but it did not seem to bother her.  This leads into the story of our excitement (not) on my Sunday morning walk.  I may have mentioned that they have dug up my doggy park here so we have to think of some other way for me to do my business.  On Saturday morning walking alongside the wash was fine.  Mum thought that the path on the other side of the wash looked a little better, so sunday that was where we went.  Everything was fine and I did my business so she made a U-turn and guess what?  The chair got stuck in the stones which were bigger than the other part of the path.  Mum absolutely could not get the chair moving, and she realized that she did not have her phone with her!!!!  I should mention here that there was a fence with lots of houses on one side of us and apartments across from us!!!!  So mum started yelling "HELP".  This went on for about 15 minutes until finally someone came.  She had a phone so she called 911 and waited with me till the fire truck arrive with 3 hefty firemen!!!  They got the chair unstuck and followed us along a better part of the path so make sure we did not get stuck again before we reached a pavement!!!!  So, a walk that should have taken about 10-15 minutes took over an hour -- needless to say we will not go along there.  We finally got home around 9-15 and the newspaper had not been delivered.  She called the number we have and the mechanical milly took the info and said the paper would be delivered.  It did not arrive till around noon!  Mum gave me a Frosty Paws for being such a good girl during all this!!!

On another subject, I may have mentioned that when mum was in the hospital last year and I went to with Jen (another long story which I may repeat some time), she took my Service Dog vest (among other things) and although mum begged her to return that plus the other stuff and she always had an excuse why she could not make it.  Mum was on the phone with one of her nieces in England that she had not spoken to in some time.  While they were catching up mum mentioned about the cost of replacing the vest and Debbie asked mum for her address and said she would send the money so she could get me a new one!!!!  At least SOMETHING nice came out of!!!!

As I mentioned is now 2:45 am and I am going back to sleep !!!!!

ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie

MUM IS REALLY PO'D

Uncle Vic has really been p&*&&^ mum off.  Yesterday he called her (and woke her up) at 5 am because his internet had been shut off cos he had a past due amount.  Mum was finally able to do it by phone (why he could not do it by phone -- he was able to call mum) and got the amount paid. 
today he just called cos he could not use his e-mail to contact someone, and he wanted her to look it up.  He really did not have enuf info for her to do it, and so he started yelling and calling her names -- she ended up hanging up on him!!!!!!!  She has not had enuf caffeine today cos her Keurig was not working properly -- it seems to work for a couple of weeks and then *kaput*.  She spent about a half hour with Keurig and had to stand to do what the rep told her, so her back was really hurting -- so were her hands cos of what they wanted her to do!  It finally started working again -- hope she doesn't have any more problems with it!!!!!  Can our blogger buddies end her some good wishes so she feels better about things??????  When she went to take me out this morning the door from t he hallway to the outside was jammed!!!!  We had to walk all the way to the end of the building to get out (and back in).  Also, my doggy park is not accessible right now!!!!  They are putting a Verizon cell tower in and so they are taking up some parking spaces!!!!  In order to replace these parking spots they are moving the dog park!!!!  I don't envy the people who are digging up the dog park cos it probably smells to high heaven because of all the pee mails and poops there!!  LOL   Anyway, mum called the office and they said that it would take a couple of weeks before it will be available for my use!!!!  Mum told the office that (as they know) mum is not able to pick up my poops so hopefully there will not be complaints about it!!!  When she was out yesterday she noticed a couple of areas that I might be able to use -- hope I find some interesting pee mails there!!!

So, as you can see, I need lots of luv from all my buddies for my mum!!!

(now the kitties are chasing each other all over the place, too)

ttfn and toodle pip

Cookie

pee ess -- mum asked me to remind yo that her gofundme page is still up!!!  We are gonna have to go to the vet soon cos my leg is starting to hurt again, so I cannot go too many places with mum!!!!

OMD -- POOR AMBER DA WEENIE AND MAX (HER BRUDDER)

I finally got mum to do this post.  If Frankie and Ernie were still running their law office efficiently (!) this would be a perfect case for them.  Amber and Max's mum and my mum were on the phone the other evening when their mum got home from work and in the background we could hear Max howling and barking.  Turns out it was waaaaaaay past their dinner time, and their mum and my mum were too busy yakking it up for them to get their dinner.  Thank Dog my mum feeds me in the morning when we get home from my walk.  Although yesterday I did not get my walk!!!!!  It was raining allllll day, and mum has to be careful about getting the joystick on her wheelchair (plus other parts of it) wet  and also she I afraid of melting in the rain -- LOL

On Wednesday Luna finally had her stitches out and so no longer has to wear her cone of shame.  She is one very happy kitty without the cone.  However, when mum got off the van coming home, it was raining quite hard, so she was not very happy about that!!!  I did get a walk and a bit of a run in the dog park here this morning, but it was in between rain showers, and although mum  had promised me another walk, we couldn't go 'cos of the rain the rest of the day!!!!

Well, mum has told me this is as long a post as we are gonna do today, so

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JUST BITS AND PIECES

Well, not a heck of a lot going on here.  Luna still has her cone on and is not very happy about it.  She is having her stitch out this week.  Mum said she is going to call and see if she can take the cone off!

Mum got me some Frost Paws -- yum!!!  She will give me one if I have been really good -- but usually when she goes out and leaves me to take care of the kitties!!  Discovered we have new neighbors across the hall -- They are Mormon missionaries an move every 6 months or so.  First time since I have lived here (just over a year) that we have males!!!!  My next door neighbors are also moving within the next week or so.  Mum and I are not very happy about that!!!  Not too happy about the location they are going to -- also they are moving to  a third floor apt with no lift!!!  She has been practicing going up and down stairs -- we wish her good luck!!!!  The last apartment mum had before moving from Cleveland Ohio was a third floor walkup.  She was quite a bit younger and not handicapped, but was REALLY glad when she moved out of there!!

Our upstairs neighbors are also sposed to be moving.  They are the ones who bang on the floor whenever I bark when mum takes me out early in the morning.  Mum has also received 3 letters from Animal Control about my barking.  The leasing manager is really POd at THEM, not at me or mum!!
*Sigh*  Oh well, he trials and tribulations of living on the ground floor in an apartment building!!

As I say, not much going on here so I don't want to bore you!!!!  So I will say

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THIS 'N THAT

Phew, mum had trouble getting to this page!!!!!  No pics today -- hopefsully next time.

Anyhoo this past couple of weeks have been kinda hectic for mum -- between her doctor's appointments and getting Sapphire and Luna spayed.  They were both s'posed to have been spayed at the same time last week, but the carrier mum put Luna in disintegrated twice and after the second time she hid and mum couldn't find her so she just took in Sapphire.  It was a veerry loooong day for mum.  The van picked her up around 5:45 am  and did not get her home til almost 3 pm.  The place where she took her was about 15 miles from here, and there were several other people that the van picked up and dropped off.  Mum had not slept well cos she was afraid of oversleeping!!!  Anyway, when she go there, she had to wait out in the cold for a while -- that is a major problem when using the paratransit -- if she doesn't arrange for the van to get her there early, then she can get there late.  Also, they can make her wait (they give her a 30 minute pickup window) but if she is late, they will leave without her (although this past Monday morning, she overslept and was woken up by the telephone with her "courtesy call" -- which is 5 minutes before pickup -- she then had to rush around to get dressed and out in time -- but she got out there in time.  Of course I did not get my walk or get fed -- she had just enuf time to give me a marrow bone treat)  Anyway, the place where the kitties got spayed is a non-profit and gets grants for people who are on fixed incomes like mum.  They agreed that Luna would still come under the graft when she came in yesterday, thank goodness.  Mum had taken stuff to keep her occupied, but it was still a long day.  She was able to go to McDomald's for breakfast while waiting.  Sapphire was wearing a cone of shame when mum brought her home so she could not manage to eat from her regular bowl so mum put some in a small bowl and held it inside the cone for her!!!  Same thing for water.  This week, Luna managed to slip out of the cone in the carrier on the way home and again this morning!!!!!!  However, she has managed to eat from the regular cat food bowl.  They told mum that Luna had to have a couple of stitches, so she has to wear the cone longer and come in again in two weeks!!!!!!  Mum is not looking forward to ANOTHER trip there!!  At least sapphy is not yowling or meowing any more -- when she was in heat it was horrendous and also, mum said that she made a racked while on the van -- in BOTH directions!!  Fortunately the other passengers did not mind.  Turns out that Luna was in heat when mum took her in!!!!  But mum said she did not make a peep while on the van!!  Sapphy isn't making any noise now, which is a great relief.

Our "darling" (NOT) upstairs neighbors have really been banging on the floor (our ceiling) in the mornings when I bark from excitement when mum is getting ready to go out.  Out of courtesy to them she has been trying to take me out later; however, she has received TWO notices from Animal Control that they have received complaints about my barking.  Everyone around us has been woken up by their noise, and mum is afraid that the light fixtures will fall -- we already have had to have smoke detectors replaced because of the vibrations!!!!  Mum saw the leasing manager the other day and he told her that the upstairs monsters are being kicked out!!!!  Apparently everyone has been complaining that THEY are making so much noise that they are waking everyone up -- no one except them have complained about me.  I should mention that the only tmes I bark is in the morning when mum is getting ready to take me out and (as I am s'posed to) when anyone comes to the door!!!!  ****Sigh***** 

Mum does not have such a hectic week next week so hopefully we will be able to get some pics taken and posted.

Am gonna go now cos mum says this is long enuf!!!

ttfn and toodle pip

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ps -- we are glad that Punxy Phil forecast 6 more weeks of winter cos that means our hot summer will not be here so soon!!

Here we go again

This is a picture mum took at Sprouts for all the doxie owners/lovers here in Bloggville

This is me and Coco at Uncle Vic's last year around Christmas.

This is my kitty sistah Sapphire.  Isn't she pretty!!

YAAAAAAY, mum finally got some pics on here!!!!  Geek Squad guy was here today, so he showed her what to do!!!!  (I won't say how long it took her tonight!!)

Anyway --hope everyone had good holidays.  Our were pretty quiet -- didn't do much!!

Gonna end this now before it disappears --lol.

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