Decoration Day!

Today is the real Memorial Day which which we used to call Decoration Day. It's a time to remember all our family and friends who have passed on, including our heroes.

After paying proper respect however we do it, I suggest we spend the day as I do.

Maggie

Maggie's Page
http://www.sbrky.com/Maggiemaelivershuntdog.html

My dear friends, everyone should see this page and read it all. Look at the pictures. Maggie had a few months of pure love and if she didn't know anything else, she knew that.

Rescuers are wonderful people, but this one is on a higher plane. All of us furbabies should know such love as our lives come to a close, no matter what age we are. We will remember Maggie, whom we never knew personally but we wish we had.

Thursday Ruminations

Remember my friend, Mary-Margaret O'Brien? She is the cutest little thing with a darling personality. Here she is in her school uniform, and if you want to laugh and cry and feel warm and fuzzy, click on this:

http://www.mary-margaretsdiary.blogspot.com/

I have many favorites, my dear fans, and I will share them in due time. Ciao!

Memorial Day and Other Silliness

We aren't too happy celebrating Memorial Day on the 26th of May. The great American search for the three-day weekend is getting out of hand. Why don't they just name every Monday a paid day off work? That's what I would do if I were Yorkie-in-Chief.

I am glad though to see there are parades honoring our men and women who wear the uniform. We salute all our war heroes, the ones who didn't make it back home and the ones who have died since returning home. This includes all of our canine war heroes. I am thinking today of Smoky, the tiny Yorkshire Terrier who did so much to help the cause during the War in the Pacific.

Now for the silliness:
Mama DiDi had a 10% off coupon for a Hallmark store and Daddy Moose had a 10% coupon for a hardware and garden store which was expiring today. As soon as they left, I went out to look around and saw Daddy Moose's OSH coupon -- he'd forgotten it.

When they got back they told me that the Hallmark store was closed for the holiday, but I didn't get to laugh because OSH had given Daddy Moose 10% off his purchases anyway. Nice people. OSH stands for Orchard Supply & Hardware and I hear they are very friendly and helpful. Mama DiDi says it's true.

Happy Memorial Day to you all,my dear fans.

Lazy Sunday Wrapup

We are most happy to report that Uncle Patrick is well again. On Friday, they took so long to discharge him that he got tired of waiting and left. He walked home! (Well, it's only about two miles and he loves to walk, but.... hmmm.)

Yesterday was so gloomy and overcast. My entire routine was thrown off because it rained (a real rain, not just pleasant summer showers) all morning and remained very gray the rest of the day. Much to my chagrin, Mama DiDi and Daddy Moose took off to have dinner with Auntie Shirley, who is Daddy Moose's sister, and her husband, Unker. (Actually his name is Art, but all of us children of Daddy Moose call him Unker.) He and Daddy Moose went to High School together my dears, many years ago -- I don't want to say how many years ago, and I can't count that far back on my little paws. It was Unker's birthday and I understand they went to a wonderful steak house and had a feast. They didn't get home until 8:30 and I was so happy to see them. I jumped on the chair and then on the couch to show them how happy I was.

Today I got my walk in the park again and -- ahem -- finally caught up on my constitutional. We lay around and read the Sunday paper and then I retired to my little bed for the day.

Sad Thursday

Please pray for Uncle Patrick. He's back in the Emergency Room tonight. I was going to blog about a happy day today and how I teased Daddy Moose last night, but my heart isn't in it right now.
Yesterday my Mama DiDi's mama came to visit me. It was so nice to see her looking so well. She will be very upset to hear the news now and so we have to wait. He's in good hands.
Love to all my fans.

Related to Wednesday

Yesterday was such fun because Auntie Teresa and Uncle Pat came to see me. (Maybe not me alone, woof.) Uncle Pat looked so good and normal. We all love him and are happy to see him. I'm sure cousin Rocco is very happy that his dad is home every day for awhile. 

Auntie T and Mama DiDi sat around talking about how they were both almost widows. Please! This was so frightening. When Auntie T thanked Mama DiDi for coming to the hospital last Friday, Mama DiDi said, "At least I didn't have to drive as far as you did." That was a reference to June 2005 when Daddy Moose ended up in the hospital in Fort Bragg with gallbladder pancreatitis. Auntie T drove over to be with Mama DiDi and it's not an easy drive over winding mountain roads to the coast, I understand. 

Then Daddy Moose had lots of blood clots in his lungs that caused him to pass out. He asked Uncle P what was the first thing he heard in the ER after they got his heart rate back up after a slight overdose of nitroglycerine. Uncle Patrick couldn't remember offhand; Daddy Moose said the first thing he heard was, "I've got a pulse!"

Oh, my dears, I would have been so worried. And I would have been left in the trailer alone most of the day too. So, all is well now.

I love you all and thank everyone who has read my little weblog offering. 

A Happy Sunday

Not only did the wind change this morning so that we are finally cooling from that awful heat wave but my Uncle Patrick will be coming home today.

Almost all my friends are well now after various bouts of illness. I feel so good, I could sleep. Yes, that's what I will do now, my fans..... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Uncle Patrick

My dear fans, please pray for Uncle Pat. He had a heart attack yesterday. He is the exception that tests the rule because he lives a very healthy lifestyle.

Although he is in the hospital now, I hope he can come home today. I know cousin Rocco the Beagle must miss him terribly.

This is Patrick with Auntie Teresa. My paws are together for them both.

Mama DiDi peeked at some posts on the computer and tells me Mary-Margaret O'Brien is much better now for which we are all so grateful.

Mary-Margaret

Urgent call -- we saw the sad news last night that Mary-Margaret O'Brien is very sick. Since I learned how to put my paws together, I have been very faithful about praying. Today my prayers are for Mary-Margaret and her mom.

We are calling for your prayers too. Mary-Margaret is a sweet girl, very much loved by everyone who knows her. As with many celebrities, she may not know most of them. Even Daddy Moose was very concerned.

Get well soon, Mary-Margaret.

Morning at the Spa

Oh, my dears, what a day.... You can't believe what I've been through. I was taken to my spa place and given the treatment by my groomer, Chris. She has been very good to me and I don't mean to suggest anything else, but what a treatment today. Washed and dried, rough cut, feet shaved, ears trimmed, a short haircut on my poor naked body.

It is hot today, but Mama DiDi got me home just after noon -- thankfully, she had cool water in the car for me. I was exhausted, my dears, truly exhausted. It will be a long recovery. I am only able to stretch out on the bed and try to regain my strength.

When I first got home, I dove under the bed and Mama DiDi thought I was dead -- or at the very least, passed out! Then I crawled up onto the trunk and swooned on the cool satin bed Auntie Connie made for me. Mama DiDi was kind enough to bring me a cotton pillowcase so i could enjoy the coolness.

Grooming is such an ordeal. I only hope the results are worth what we ladies go through for our beauty!

Memories of Yorkie Fair

My dears, I want you to see how beautiful I was in the pretty Hawaiian outfit loaned to me by my friend Sadie Francis in Utah. The lei was made by Sadie's friend Lisa in Hawaii. You can see how the colors suit me.

We met so many nice people in Ann Arbor, Michigan. We met Goldie and Brett, Debbie and Sunny, Connie, Rhett, Scarlett and Hashi, Betty and Merrie, Sue and Cricket and so many other people I can barely remember them all. 

I remember sitting on Daddy Moose's lap watching to see what Mama DiDi was doing. Betty thought I looked like Daddy Moose. Oh, my dears, it was so amusing. Mama DiDi even agreed! 

Yesterday I pouted because Mama DiDi left me on a Tuesday!! But I was much happier after I had a nice dinner. I barked up the backyard in search of kitties, squirrels, birds, beetles or snails. It was such fun.
This morning was such a wonderful day that I decided to eat a small breakfast. Now I nap for the day, my fans, and dream of the excursions and alarms I will raise later.

Blissful Monday

They were gone most of yesterday. I called a few of my friends and hatched plots. I slept. Rocco must have missed me but I could not bring myself to care.

I remembered a year ago how I was getting ready to travel across the country (and didn't know it). I slept some more and daydreamed about my youth, my other family and bout how nice it is here.

I wished everyone a Happy Mother's Day and was so glad that Donna got my message and sent a card to Mama DiDi..... life is good, my dear fans, life is very good.

Humility or Servility

I try to be a humble dog, but I refuse to be servile. I don't understand the panting smiles of so many canine breeds. My fastidiousness prevents me from kissing. But in my own modest way, I do love my people. They are very good to me and I hope they know I appreciate it.

Having said all that, I would prefer Mama DiDi not use the computer in the evening! I cannot get comfortable if she is drumming away at it. She spends enough time on it during the day. Let's resolve to give each other our full attention in the evenings after dinner if that's all right with everyone.

Here is a picture of Sparky who lived here from 1982 to 1998. I wish I had known him. I know he was intelligent and very, very independent. We would have been great friends I believe.

Friday Whoohoo

Haha. A year ago, we were getting ready to go to Ann Arbor, Michigan. I was getting used to my new carrier. At the same time, I was quickening their pulses by hiding and this was my favorite place. I lay around in the carrier until they forgot to check on me every moment and then I went out the side door and crawled onto the fleecy pillow Auntie Vickie made for me. 

The print on the pillow is various doggie faces all in shades of brown and tan -- much like myself. Above me is the clothes bag and no one can see me.... hahahahaha. 

See inside the carrier. My Auntie Debbie in Utah made the blanket  for me when I first came here. It's my favorite.

I'm such a lucky little girl, but my favorite pastime is teasing. I can't help it, my dears. They look so sad when they can't find me, but you should see their faces when I show myself. Life is good. Have a beautiful day my fans -- I know I shall.

Trendy 'Do

 
When I had been living here just a few months, Mama DiDi took me to the famous spa, PetsMart, for a beauty treatment. At first, I was very nervous, my dears. You can't imagine how I felt, wondering if I were being turned over to a shelter again -- although this one definitely smelled better.

It was all divine, my dears. I knew I looked like a pretty girl again, in spite of my -- ahem -- somewhat advanced age. 

Here I am wearing my diamond and ruby studded collar from Auntie Goldie with a precious pink charm sent to me by Auntie Donna in Guelph. I am sorry you can't see the diamonds and rubies, my dear fans. 

Happy Birthday, Teresa

Today is my auntie Teresa's birthday. She is not as old as I am in doggie years but she is still my aunt. Mama DiDi is planning something but won't tell me what.

Yesterday, Mama DiDi received a Mother's Day card that I arranged to have sent by my dear friend in Guelph, Ontario: Donna. I called her Yorkie Summer on the steam iron and told her what I wanted to tell Mama DiDi for our second Mother's Day together. (Donna also helped me send one last year.) They got it exactly right: "You know the times I stare into your eyes and you think I'm trying to tell you something? I am. I'm telling you how much I love you for giving me such a wonderful home, good food, toys, blankets and walks but most of all I'm thanking you for loving me." My mom had tears in her eyes when she read it.

Enough of that. This morning I asserted myself again. I barked my head off in the backyard at 6 a.m. My inspiration is Weederman, who famously said, "I bark, therefore I am." or maybe it was, "I bark, therefore they KNOW I am!"

Have a beautiful Wednesday, my dear fans.

The Good Life

Life has been good here and not without amusement. I began training Mama DiDi right away to fix me another dinner when I stared at her. Mornings I followed Daddy Moose until he gave me a treat. They were very obedient creatures and easily trained.

They have a -- ahem -- doggie door here and I have used it to my advantage to chase kitties and squirrels. Would you believe they have bold squirrels that come right in the back door for a peanut?! It's really disgusting if you ask me.

After I trained them successfully, I began to tease them by hiding.

More tomorrow, my dear fans.

Cinco de Mayo

First Sunday

I detest First Sundays. It's the only day in the month when I don't get my trip to the park. Daddy Moose and Mama DiDi get dressed up (in their small way) and go to the VFW for steak and eggs. They won't admit it, but I happen to know they also have a Bloody Mary with it. I do not approve.
To amuse myself, I will sleep. 

Before I sleep, however, I will tell you lovely people how I settled in so well back in December of '06. I slept on the sofa in the den for the first two weeks I was here. They invited me to come into the bedroom, but I preferred to be alone. Then one night I heard explosions -- I was so frightened! I crept into Their bedroom and when they woke the next morning, I was curled up between them. Later I learned it was New Year's Eve -- and some persons of low breeding set off fire works.
As for me, I discovered the bed was soft and warm and I decided to wait until they were asleep and then join them. They seemed to like it.

Siesta time, my dearest fans.... [polite yawn]

Always a Lady

This is I shortly after arriving in what would be my new home. I suspected it was my new home anyway. Oh, my dears! Look at that pillow! What a silly face that is. Not beautiful like mine. They have nice taste in furniture though, that I will say.

Let's leave the continuing story for another day, my fans.

It's May

My name is Sausha Angel Johnson -- I am a purebred Yorkshire Terrier. Of that I am sure. 

I'm picky about those I live with.  I did have a very nice home at one time, but we won't go into all that now. It wasn't their fault; they HAD to give me up because I was becoming very sick. I am very stoic and can tolerate great pain, but the first few days in the County pound were not to my liking at all.

Beverly came and got me, and I went to Benicia to live with her. She loved me so much. But she needed room to rescue more dogs. Furthermore, she was so intuitive that she knew I would much prefer a little home with no other animals. 

It was December 16th, 2006, when I went to live with Daddy Moose and Mama DiDi. Beverly and Victor took me to Sacramento in their car. I liked the house immediately. White with a red roof, tasteful. I turned into the driveway and then heard my name. The door opened and I trotted right inside with certainty that I belonged here.


Oh, my dears!!  My poor nose. There was much to see and smell and do. I wasn't sure I would like it because I could tell two other dogs had lived there for years -- males yet. Where were they now? I was very, very suspicious. I barely glanced at the two humans who were there to greet me.
My life had now taken a different direction and as Beverly said goodbye to me with tears in her eyes and begged me not to kiss her (I never kiss), I knew I might never see her again.