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Thursday, October 8, 2015

Krezent and his adventure to the Vet; and, the MICRO-chip

I learned several years ago not to take BOTH dogs to the vet at the same appointment anymore because A) Brandi was HUGE at 150-160 and B) Dulce would try to pull out of her leash and dart toward the busy four lane road. She fears the vet.

So now I schedule my dogs appointments back to back (I mean a day or two apart). Brandi never minded the vet. I just had to make sure someone didn't have a little dog roaming in the waiting room because the only fault with my Biggun' was that for some reason she thought little dogs were toys or treats. Over 45 pounds? She was like, "Howdy, I'm going to lie down here." But little lap dogs she was like, "Um is that bacon? On sticks?" As those of you who follow me know we lost her a few months back. Old age and she was crippled, paralyzed in her hind in. I was crushed when I lost her. Thus entered Krezent.

My 'Biggun' Brandi; She was a big Aggie Fan :-D

Krezent's trip to the vet today! (Just wait for the funny. You have to picture a very large, very hyper dog in a small room with various procedures for his annual check up and all.)

We catch him sitting on the chairs like he is human :-P
In this pic he was on a rein only because we were still introducing him to Dulce
and free range on the farm.

Now when Dulce goes to the vet she gets all shaky and nervous as I mentioned. Farmer, Jr. likes to go with me because she gets so nervous she farts. And he thinks it is HEE-LAUGHABLE-LARIOUS.

My 'Cafe Dulce' a/k/a my Crazy Loca :-)

Krezent however, was like, "WHOAH! Cool! Let's go, let's go!!!! Come on Mom, keep up!" Dragging me to the door! Letting him roam wherever he wants on the farm I forgot I should have brought his harness. We get inside and he immediately finds a pup about 45 pounds and runs up with his scary size and muzzle to sniff and accidentally scared the crap out of the dog AND it's owner. He was just being friendly but he's intimidating. Needless to say, they were immediately placed in a patient room.

He was SO excited as I checked him in! "Oooooohhhh, I SMELL DOOOOOG BISCUITS!" And he about tops the counter with his height to indulge. He's hopping and sniffing and jumping and introducing himself to the staff like crazy!

In the room he smells everything as all dogs do and he's like, "I even smell Dulce! She was here two days ago!" (We got the same room.)

Then they weigh him, 98.6 pounds. Up 13 pounds from his July visit. But no fat on this guy! If you saw him run and play - well let's just say if as a dog he were a body builder, he'd take the show.

The vet comes in with the shots. He's all over her and the tech. He's BIG and he is SUPER-EXCITED! "What? A shot? Okay... Another one? Cool. Oh, listen to my lungs and check my ears? YUM MOM HAS DOG BISCUITS. "Drink this stuff? Okay, ew but okay." Let me kiss y'all! All of y'all. I just LOOOOOVE..."

And then the microchip was being inserted and my big baby suddenly went ghetto on me. "WHAT THE TRUCK IS THAT BIOTCH TRYING TO DO TO ME WOMAN??? This AIN'T COOL! I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR THIS $H!T, THIS HURTS LIKE... Hey, look I HAVE TEETH. See? I don't WANT to use them but GOD gave them to me for a REASON! This Chip thing AIN'T COOL." "No MOM! SCREW THE DOG BISCUIT. Let's get out of here!"

The vet and tech were fine with his apparently normal behavior during this procedure. However, Krezent and I were a little stunned. Apparently to insert it it takes a much larger 'needle/inserter' thing. They go get a muzzle, you know just in case, and bring in another microchip with a wee smaller inserter.

Trying to get him to hold still took the three of us and the vet had a weight advantage over him but still. So, I said, "Let me sit on him." She replied, "Yeah, getting him to sit would be good." I know my dog, he would not give up his advantage. "I replied, NO, I mean I am going to SIT ON HIM."

Chip in and muzzle off (that FREAKED HIM OUT WEARING IT FOR 45 SECONDS) he was like, "Is it over? Oh. Whew. Hey, I'm kinda sorry about that. I was trippin'. No hard feelings, right? Really sorry about the teeth thing. Defense mechanism, you know."

"We're all good, hey let me jump up and kiss you Ms. Vet to show you we are okay? I love you! Can I have that other dog biscuit now?"

It doesn't sound as crazy writing it down as it does when I tell the story. But he's home and bouncy and happy and loved the adventure; OTHER than the micro-chip.

Love your pets and Happy Thursday!


Saturday, September 26, 2015

Teaching: At a higher level

So, I am super excited to have new curriculum for our middle schoolers whom I am in charge of teaching for our CCD this year. As y'all know. I really enjoy being involved with children and students of all ages. Subbing on campuses and interacting with the students and children and young adults from our church as well. Most of whom I've know since they were in kinder and first grade and suddenly they are in middle school and entering high school. #saywhat? #saywhen? #saytime is flying by too fast?

So today, as I peruse the new curriculum and work to put together an engaging lesson for my CCD middle schoolers, I find myself easily distracted.

Focus Farmer*swife.
Ooooh, this looks interesting. That part will totally lose their attention.
*squirrel* wait that was the dog

Okay, we need to look up that bible verse...

*it is quiet in here. maybe I should turn the TV on, but nothing interesting to distract me. Oh, I've seen this [Lifetime] movie before. this will work*

Sooo, how can I incorporate this? Wait, they can't answer those questions yet. Skip that page and address it at the end of the chapter.

*i think I need a snack*

FOCUS... Middle school is hard. How does the Priest keep our adult attention. I'm usually a fun teacher. I need to read ahead. I need... wait

*Lil'Gal* *what Lil'Gal? The animals? K. I'm working on my CCD lesson. Yes, you are in my class this year (MORE PRESSURE). Sure, you can see the student work book [please don't get ahead of me].*

*ew. there are crumbs on the floor. WHO left THOSE THERE? I better sweep.*

K. Focus. Ooooh, this is good. How can I make this more interesting to the students. Ummm. Hmmm. Look it up. Discuss it. Maybe we should go back and discuss that other part first. Yeah. Then read this passage then...

*I need to work on the lesson on how God provides before we have our fun field trip*

Criminy, distracted again.

FOCUS... *ramen noodles sound good about now*

FOCUUUUS... *I think pasta will help me pursue my agenda for this lesson. Hey, that reminds me. I need snacks for the classes tomorrow. I better check the pantry. Ooooh, look! I haven't seen THIS Lifetime movie before.*

Do all teachers of any subject/venue deal with this type of distraction?

Teaching little kids is easy! They just want to learn and be entertained. Big Kids ask BIG QUESTIONS. *squirrel*


Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Long time?? No write??


Things are good here in Farmworld lately! The kids are back in school and we actually already have one six weeks under our belts.

Krezent, a/k/a The Beast (Hubby is still trying to get him to come to Crescent Wrench but so far it isn't sticking) is doing wonderfully on the farm. He keeps us entertained daily with his little antics. And, other than kenneling him and Dulce up in the run at night he pretty much gets free roam of the place.

My hip is doing wonderfully! I've been hitting the gym at least three times a week. No high impact but lots of walking and weights. Primarily arm weights. I don't want to do anything too stressing to add wear sooner than later to my bionic joint. ;-)

With that I have lost ten pounds! My face isn't so puffy and my arms look leaner and not sausage-like. So, I'm feeling healthier and better about myself. In fact, I've been in great spirits lately.

I've also gotten back into subbing. Finally in middle school. I lost a whole year last year due to my hip issues. I lost of a lot of myself last year too. But, I've finally found my way back. I must say I was hard to live with through all of that - CHRONIC PAIN can RUIN a person.

Farmer, Jr. says I'm crazy to sub at middle school. But I've really enjoyed it and forgotten how much I missed all the kids! I love it when they see me at lunch, the classroom, the hallway and remember me and run up to give me a hug. Priceless!

In fact, today I am subbing for ISS. Really quiet. Going to be a really long day. But it is also cool because I get a free day to read and surf the web while getting paid. *Super-Cool* :-P

CCD has also started for the 2015-16 year. Love having 'my' kids from church back too! Oh, and I've even been motivated enough to start my scrapbooking again! Currently, I am about to finish a photo book project for Tech Guy and his wife from a trip we all took in 2008 to the Frio. I know, many years late but it will be a surprise to bring back those memories when they get this little surprise in the mail. Surprises are great, right? When completely unexpected?

Anyhow, I'm thrilled that I can blog via the internet and not the blogger app now, except I can't upload any pictures other than from a URL. So no pics today.

Happy Tuesday! Make it a terrif-tastical one!


Thursday, June 25, 2015


Here is our new boy. My Biggun/Brandi led me to find him. His mom and dad and boy and girl had to give him up due to financial circumstances which caused them to be displaced from their home.

So, we got him. Krezent (she said she loves to play with names). Hubby said we are going to call him Crescent so we can knick-name him CW for Crescent Wrench. :-) Boys and their toys, I mean tools.

I have to say that having a 'boy' dog around has become a bit of a challenge. One, he intimidated Farmer, Jr. He's NOT aggressive but he does make himself seen and known. Lil'Gal spent six hours or more on the road home with him. He has bonded to her. She is his ALPHA. I'm second in command.

Male dogs, in my own personal experience, tend to be more dominant and also their loyalty lies more with females than males. Thus, Farmer, Jr's hesitancy.

Dulce isn't taking to him as well either. Although, he is fixed and he hasn't tried that 'boy thing' on her which she can't stand. But, he does resonate and she too is a bit intimidated as well as still trying to assert the fact that she is the ALPHA here now. She has always wanted to be the Alpha but we lost Blue (a boy Weimer) and recently my Brandi Gal and Dulce has NEVER been the Alpha.

So it is a bit challenging. But he is adorable and silly and assertive and loyal and I have to say, quite the watch dog. Like I told Hubby when I picked him up in Lufkin, Texas, "With my 38 and this dog? NO ONE WILL MESS WITH ME."

We have been walking to two dogs together. Krezent tries to be friendly with Dulce but she just turns her nose up and walks to the other side. He's been sleeping in a kennel in the utility room so we can make his transition more comfortable and like home. Hubby says, tonight he is going to sleep outside. :-(

He was an indoor and outdoor dog previously, but on our farm he has to be an outdoor dog. I'm hoping he will learn his way around so he can roam and romp like Brandi did in her good days. Tomorrow he meets our vet, we get his records in check, and he gets microchipped. He's too pretty to not microchip in case he wanders. But if someone found him? They'd keep him, I'm sure. He's just too pretty.

So now, we are a family of two kids, FJ and Lil'Gal, two dogs, Cafe Dulce (brown sugar) and Krezent a/k/a CW, four rabbits plus a few baby rabbits... actually three dogs. My Brandi sit on my mantel. She will always be the best dog I have ever loved.

Enjoy your furry companions. They teach us, they lead us, they love us... unconditionally.


Friday, June 5, 2015

Life, liberty, love and Belief

I know some of my followers aren't religious or have their own form of faith. And as a Preist once told me when asked 'How do you know?' He replied, "When your heart feels full and you feel your faith you are at home. If ever you don't feel comfortable then you need to go where your faith guides you. God is within you so long as you have spirit in your heart."

This is a rosary a nun gave me, well let me pick out. We had a special CCD lesson on the rosary. There are many, many types of rosaries. Each for particular prayers yet all also for the standard rosary prayers. Places all over the World have their own beautiful creations of the rosary.

This rosary I took with me and held it as I hugged my sweet companion. It gave me faith that I was doing the right thing for my dog and that I wasn't playing God but prayed that he would be with my Brandi Gal. As people we are allowed to make directives and decisions in wills and on paper so our loved ones don't have to make the decision for them...thus we just abide by their wishes and their own decision with God and their faith.

I've slept with this rosary since I had to let God have my big dog back. Some people might think it odd...others get it. Each morning I put it back on her beautiful physical resting place on our mantel. 

Here is the lesson if there is one in this blog post. Tonight, my Lil'Gal came to me and she opened her palm and said, "Here Mama, Brandi's rosary, so you can sleep tonight." I was so touched that she knows me so well and wanted to be sure I had peaceful rest. That she too loved Brandi so much and recognized the significance. Out of the mouth of babes, the Bible says.

"Now I lay me down to sleep, to the Lord my soul shall keep. If I should die before I wake, Lord I pray my soul shall take." You may not believe as I do. But everyone believes in something. So hold onto that.

Good night and good blessings, FW a/k/a Glass Half Full Gal


Sunday, May 31, 2015

Looking UP

I promised to blog today. I woke with a new outlook, looking UP. Because we all know looking down is just a waist of time, energy and emotion.

So after spending most of my day with my Big Dog who can't walk and is happily spirited but in such pain I blew off the blog.

But I need to continue to look UP. Because, as I said, looking down is a, well, downer... So I'm counting blessings.  I have a husband who helped me create two beautiful children. I live in a castle. I HAVE  a Mom and Dad in-law who are the contest. My mom is physically in pain every single day, but she thinks I rock the world. I have my Daddy, whom I take after a lot and I own that proudly. I have three handsome, smart brothers.

Sh!t happens. I have a friend I've lost to mental issues, I have another very dear friend battling cancer, my Biggun', my Brandi girl is scheduled to be put out of her pain and misery Tuesday... If she makes it that long.

But looking UP, I've been so blessed with the important people in my life and my family and pets and how much they all seem to find me as this fantastic person and to continue to love me... Even when I stumble and curse and lose my happy demeanor.

So tired... Dismayed... I'm reminded that if you lose someone or something close to you that means you were blessed enough to have that as a part of your life. So when you feel like cursing the world or God and saying it isn't fair. You have to rember that if it weren't for God we wouldn't have the lucky, blessed opportunity to love and be loved so deeply that the loss hurts. Loss hurts...but it is recognition that we put ourselves and hearts out there. Love is strong, love is brave. And without love we would have nothing. So this is ME looking Up. Filling my glass. With the love I have for
everyone and the love so many give me... Happy Sunday! Look up.