SOOOOOOO yesterday Sully who lives in Texas sent us a message to tell us OUR grandma invited him to their 61st wedding anniversary last week,......and apparently the mailman screwed up our address because NO invite arrived for us. Here is his exact words. BOL Your mom just told y'all that dogs from Oklahoma came to celebrate Grandma and Grandpa's 61st anniversary, she didn't want y'all to know that I got a special invite cause I'm her favorite.
WHAT THE PUG !!!!!
This is Sully who lives in Texas far far far away from OUR grandma??????
This is us who lives an hour away from OUR Grandma?????????? WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE AT YOUR PARTY????
Stella: do you finks our grandma hates us, and luvs Sully more?
Gussie: no, I finks Sully is fibbing and telling big lies. I finks I need to talk to his commanding officer because he is breaking the Code of Ethics book for officers of Blogville.
Maggie: I finks Grandma's hormones are messing with her brain.
Stella: Maggie that is mean.
p.s. we called our grandma last night SULLY and hers toles us the truf!!!!! You big fibber.
The Conversation went like this:
Maggie: Grannie did you invite that Sully Boy from down in Texas to your party but FORGET to invites us?????? Your favorite hairy grandchildren???????
Grandma: Oh my sweetest and not mean at all Margaret, I would never do something like that. cough..cough
Today we are joining in the Fuel for the Cure with Oz and Sugar. You can find all the information on Oz's blog and Sugar's blog. Just remember that Zukes will contribute $5 to the fund for each post written. Although we are not smart enough to get on the blog hop....we are hoping one of our friends will take pity on us, and add us.
Momma calls this my sweet face.
Maggie's sweet face...cough...cough......(hers probably finking of mean fings to do to me)
Gussie's sweet face...you notice he has his treats in his paws, this is before he has his surgery on his red bump. Do you see his smile.
Last Saturday was grandma and grandpa's 61st wedding anniversary. It was a nice party, wif lots of food, and cake and stuff. Of course we had to stay home cos there was other dogs from Oklahoma visiting, ......it probably was not fair but Mom says life can be that way.
Macey and Charlie --I fink he is telling our Macey his troubles.
Grandma has her third biopsy this week. The shrinking has slowed down which the Dr. said that is normal and they are planning on doing the lumpectomy late in August. Our grandma is pretty tired every day from the hormones and they also give her hot flashes that rate on a scale of 1-10 about an 210. We bought her a cooling pillow hoping that would help.
Macey is still going to PT every week. She is STILL waiting on the magic leg hose to come it seems the elves that make them, are stumbling and bumbling around trying to figure out the correct measurements and gradients. We have no idea what any of that means except she is still WAITING. A few times over the past week her foot got" much bigger, but then it went down to the size "just big" her PT lady said she is doing well though. We want different than "well"..........sigh.
Mom's legs are getting better now. She has stopped taking the pain pills, and is still going to PT. She is walking better, but still cannot do the steps in front of the office. The problem she is having now is the fall has tightened all her muscles in her legs, so she has a big problems with cramps, so much so she cannot sleep well at night. Yesterday they started working on that problem at PT, they suggested LOTS of water, and stretching, ....Mom is a poor liquid drinker, so now she has a big bottle of water in front of her, .....they also said some walking would be good.....so she is on the road to recovery.
This is Layonna, we call her Nonnie, she is our youngest grand child...doesn't she have pretty eyes.
Have a wonderful day....thank the stars above it is almost the weekend.
So on Wednesdays my boss Officer Bites, and Commissioner Sarge wants us to turn in a report as to what we have been doing all week.
Well as you can see from this pictures Isa been very busy stuffing naked squirrels in trunks...(there were breathing holes in it for him)...my Dad wanted to keep him, cos he loves those terrible terrors but he had to go to the clink for awhile.
Isa was so wore out wrestling that squirrel that I had to nap the rest of the afternoon.