Thursday, February 26, 2009

Meet Xander

Xander is the news member of our family. He's a 4 month old Great Dane. His father was 150 lbs. Xander has huge paws to grow into.

Trooper is not happy but then he wasn't happy when we got Willow. This will take some time. At least with a muzzle he won't hurt Xander.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009


It's been one week since we lost Willow. The house is quiet and seems so big. Some people would love it, but it's driving us crazy I think. We still feel the pain. I think that it's only right that we put a visible sign of our pain on our bodies. So tonight we will go to Freaks, 311 W 39th , KCMO. Eric will do memorial tattoos on hubby & I.

Tomorrow we begin the healing in many ways. After work we will go look at a Great Dane puppy who is needing a home. We did not go looking for him. We were going to wait. But Friday a friend emailed me saying that unsolicited he was asked if he knew anybody looking for one. No not a mutt, not a poodle, lab, German shepherd. Yes that's right a Great Dane puppy. Some have told us that Willow doesn't want us to be sad and lonely. Some have said that this was a God wink. What are the odds? I'll tell you! The odds are that we will find a new member of our family. Not one that replaces but that adds to. And we will walk him to Willow's grave & say to her " What the Hell have you done to us?". Just as we did to Bianca when we got Willow. BUT if for some reason we don't get this pup I will be thankful for the joy I received just thinking about him.

Dog hair to dog hair, and dust to dust.

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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

What's Happening

I have only been able to post on Twitter lately. It's just too hard for me right now to sit and write more than 140 characters at a time. If you don't know what's happening please go to my hubby's blog Beneath the Ginko.

Today is day for love & spoiling. We've been doing that since Saturday. Our appointment is at 5:50pm. We will bring Willow home afterwards. Hubby has prepared a spot for her under a redbud. Her collar will join Bianca's hanging in the tree.

We rescued Willow in 2003 when she was a year old and only 75 lbs. For close to 2 years we fed her 12 cups of dog food a day. Now we feed her 8 cups. Hell yes that's a lot of dogfood! Trooper gets 4 cups.

We have loved all our furry children. But Willow is the most people oriented one we have had. Probably because of the neglect the first year of her life. But we've made up for that. And because of that she has been the one that weaseled her way the deepest into our hearts. If she was older as Bianca(Great Pyrenese) was when she passed, then maybe it wouldn't be so unfair but at 6 1/2 she is being cheated. And we are too.

Thank you to for the love that has been shown to us. We feel it, really. Even though I cry every time I read something, each one has helped in the healing. Thank you Absolutely Fiesty for the blog post. LUMI!

Friday, February 13, 2009

February Blogger Gathering

Tuesday, February 24th

5pm- ?


Czar Bar

1531 Grand
Kansas City, MO 64108
As always tweeters are welcome!

Please RSVP so I can get a head count for tables.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

For my Beer Drinking Buddies!

The Theory of Intelligence

'Well you see, Norm, it's like this . . . A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Now, as we know, excessive intake of alcohol kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. And that, Norm, is why you always feel smarter after a few beers.'

Sunday, February 08, 2009

Another Joke from Mom!

3 men, a Torontonian, an Albertan and a Newfie, were out riding in the car when it crashed into a tree. Before anyone knew it, the three men found themselves standing before the pearly gates of Heaven, where St.Peter and the Devil were standing nearby.
 "Gentlemen," the Devil started, "Due to the fact that Heaven is now overcrowded, St. Peter has agreed to limit the number of people entering Heaven.
If anyone of you can ask me a question which I don't know or cannot answer, then you're worthy enough to go to Heaven; if not, then you'll come with me to hell."
The Torontonian then stepped up, "OK, give me the most comprehensive report on Socrates' teachings."
With a snap of his finger, a stack of paper appeared next to the Devil. The Torontonian read it
and concluded it was correct.
"Then, go to hell!" With another snap of his finger, the Torontonian disappeared.
The Albertan then asked, "Give me the most complicated Formula you can ever think of!"
With a snap of his finger, another stack of paper appeared next to the Devil. The Albertan read it and reluctantly agreed it was correct.
"Then, go to hell!" With another snap of his finger, the Albertan disappeared, too.
The Newfie then stepped forward and said, "Bring me a chair!"
The Devil brought forward a chair. "Drill 7 holes on the seat."
The Devil did just that. The Newfie then sat on the chair and let out a very loud fart. Standing up, he asked, "Which hole did my fart come out from?"
The Devil inspected the seat and said, "The third hole from the right."
"Wrong," said the Newfie, "it's from my arshole!"
And the Newfie went to Heaven !!!

Leave it to a Newfie!