Well even though our Crimbo is going to be a frugal one this year I am feeling festive-y now, the tree is up and the deccy’s are out , a new wreath has been maed for the front door and the dogs cards are all sent so all in all not too bad. There are two gifts under the tree all wrapped and hopefully they will not get chewed………….lol. There will be one or two more to go under with any luck ( except the dogs ones as they are nommable and will get stolen and opened before the day arrives ). I was very disappointed with the gift my son chose when it arrived as it looks very plastic-y and rather cheap even though it wasn’t, I was so disappointed it caused me to blub a little but I am phoning the company this morning to see if I can return it and get something else for him.

Ronnii is doing well still except for a few little puking episodes and having to have her fur shaved short due to an attack of fleas that we have had trouble shifting but we think we have beaten them now fingers and paws crossed. Uji is coming on in leaps and bounds with his leg and I could not be more proud of him. Izzy continues to fight the fight against the evil seizure monster as does her Mom, it is most odd though as Uji knows when I am going to have one so I get enough warning to get myself in a safe position but he cannot tell when Izzy is going to have one. Maybe it is because me being somewhat larger than Izzy my electrical impulses are easier to detect who knows………… but he is very caring when she does have an episode, he constantly checks on her and sits or lays close by so she knows she is not alone even though I am always close by. He lays close when she is in post epi phase as well he really is such a sweetie pie and so is she, she does not let the fact she is an epi pup bother her at all. I feel so blessed to have the three of them and I really hope to be able to add another little boy to our pack in the new year then our numbers will complete.

Ohh my we had such high winds here yesterday that part of my fence in the front garden disintegrated so I have asked Santa to bring some new fence panels for Crimbo as I like the front to be secure just in case the pups ever got out there . It was bound to happen sooner or later as the bit that has gone had seen better days but it will be repaired asap.

Anyway that’s about it for now apart from the fact that I would like to point out that we are getting Crimbo cards delivered daily……………. we as people have the grand total of 3 for us and the dogs have loads……….lol . To me this is how is should be .

 

With Love And Seasonal felicitations

Momma Tea

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Just watched this

So what would you tell yourself if you could go back 10 years ?

 

Momma Tea

Not the best

of weeks this week to be honest. My joints are screaming with pain and I am bimbling about like a little old lady but thankfully the fuzzy n furry ones don’t seem to mind too much. They keep me well entertained thats for sure what with multi coloured vomit n poop from Uji on Tuesday and Wednesday and Ronnii keep winding him up to play then getting humpy with him when he gets a little too rambunctious it has kept me relatively chipper. The OH has had some time off this week so that I can rest more something I am very thank full for I have to be honest. My OH the fella that said ‘I don’t do little dogs’ and who said ‘ bald dogs are just wrong’ is now officially smitten with Uji-ma-flip, how could he not be with his little fuzzy face and twinkling black eyes. The fact he has bought out Ronnii’s hitherto hidden playfulness has helped this along no end in my opinion. You should see the way she drag Uji around the room in the dog bed one end of a tugger or stuffie in each of their mouths it is just so comical. I didn’t for one second think things would go as well as they have done but I am so glad they have and am mightily relieved too as I love both of them SO much.

Uji finally got his first puppy collar put on today and I have to say he looks darn smart in it , what do you think ?

 

My little fella is growing up so fast but he still hates the clippers and he is in need of some de-fuzzing so going to have to persevere with that next week and hopefully he will get used to them.

The raw diet they are on is doing wonders for them both and Uji’s spots had all cleared up but having that weird treat earlier this week has caused him to break out with about 3 huge new zits so no more of them in his future thats for sure especially the way it upset his tummy. Only good natural ingredients and natural colour treats now and then for my boy and girly, they deserve the best I can give them. Uji managed to get his harness stuck this week as well and he had only had this one a week and it was one I didn’t have to wrestle him to get on. He got his leg and head stuck fast so it had to be cut off so there is a pet store trip needed in the near future so we can get another one. Life with this pup is certainly never dull thats for sure.

He is giving me that ‘ Mom Laydee I wanna go snuggle in bed ‘ look now so I had better do as I am told.

Bye for now

Love

Momma Tea

Stetsons Are Cool ! It’s Official

My counsellor came round today and I have to say I was really pleased to see her. I can’t say I am feeling that much better about things but I did get a lot off of my chest and I have realised I need to make some changes. I also know I need some time away so I am going to arrange a couple of days away to see some friends in the very near future who knows maybe a little time away will make things a little better.

I have to see my consultant next week as he wants to discuss my treatment options face to face rather than on the phone …….. deep joy ! I think some of it is because he knows how depressed I have been over the last couple of months and that I feel like I cannot see the end in sight and because I feel like screaming ENOUGH ! Which is all apparently quite common according to my counsellor.

I know all the treatment is designed to keep me alive and me me well but some of the effects of it all are going to be with me for life like the joint pain and the skin scarring from the reaction to the initial hormone treatment for the breast cancer . Scarring is nothing new and I can cope with that but the joint pain is something else, my joints fairly screech with agony and knowing I am going to have that for ever is a little disheartening. The body numbing tiredness may go away but I am not counting on it I figure if I always think the worst I will not be disappointed and most of the time that mindset works but lately I am struggling which is why I am not posting as much as I used to. I don’t like writing all doomy, gloomy woe is me posts so I am sure no one wants to keep reading posts like that.

Anyway enough morose-ness for now the sun is shining and my pooped on bed linen is blowing on the lone all clean and fresh which is a good reason in itself to feel a little brighter and Dr Who is on tomorrow. He wears a Stetson now and Stetsons are cool ! ! ! !

 

Love

Momma Tea

My Super Son

I woke up feeling like poop this morning but I went to my sons prize giving as no matter how awful I may have felt I was not going to miss that for anything. I am incredibly proud of my young man and even though he despairs of me ever being in his words a ‘normal’ Mom when it comes to school occasions I do my best to look like a sensible Mom for his sake. So I sprayed my hair down as best I could hiding all the thinning bits, stuck some slap on my face and off I went. He strode right past me without even noticing me bless him as he went down to take his seat and I sat and had a cuppa with my mom as we waited fro Dad who was parking his car.

Anyway we took our seats and were listen to the school orchestra which was all rather jolly and nice and then Ben’s Dad came in with his Mum. I was a little shocked as she has aged a lot in the year since I saw her last, but it was all very civil and polite which was good.

Anyway all the speeches commenced and the Principles yearly report was pretty good then onto the prize giving YAY !

My wonderful son is the third to go up the stairs……………….

 

 

You can’t tell I am proud of him really can you  ?

After more speech-i-fying from our member of Parliament Damian Collins and much as I don’t do politics he was actually rather good. Anyway it was all over and the school lay on coffee and cake so off we all trotted and I made small talk with my ex husband and Mother in law which oddly was not as onerous as in past exchanges. I even took photos of Ben and his Dad together which I will be emailing him, my Dad took one of me and Ben which is a major feat I must say. I just wish I looked less blimp like but of course that is all down to the meds and that is my excuse and I am sticking to it so there !

Anyway here is blimp like me with my wonderful, amazing and tall son Ben

My son and his Dad

So even though I feel mega wiped out now it was sooooo worth it and I see him again on Sunday as it is Mothers Day here in the UK so I get to spend even more time with my super special young man.

With Love

A slightly more cheerful

Momma Tea

Urrrgggh

Don’t know why but have not woken up feeling to bright today, feel very down and not too sure why so have done the best thing I know when feeling like this I have had a jolly good blub. So I now have that icky snotty-ness you get after a good blub, plus the red eyes so all in all I must look a sight to behold……….lol  Thank heavens my furbabes don’t care one whit what I look like. Richie is eating again thankfully and his tummy seems to have settled down again thank goodness, I think it as he gets older his tummy is just getting a bit cranky so as long as we keep an eye on him and make sure we give him gentle tum foods for a day or two he will fine. I did get him a special water bowl as he is a terrible gulper and every so often he throws up after a big drink so he now has an anti gulp bowl which makes him drink a lot slower. It also has the added bonus for Ronnii that her chops dont get soaked every time she drinks and saves the floor from all the puddles dripping fur makes. I also got them some salmon oil to help their joints and coats as they are senior doglets I thought it a wise move. I love my babes so much and the thought of anything happening to them scares me silly, so I will do anything and everything to keep them safe and well. I think they already know how loved they are bless them, I will happily wait up at night until 2am for my boy to have his last wee, he has diuretics so his last wee is important for him to have a good restful, comfortable sleep. I can always doze during the day and catch up but his bladder does rule him poor little fellow I do sympathise as it cannot be easy being his age and constantly needing to pee, I think my OH would agree too……………….lol. It comes to us all I guess, I just hope when I reach the equivalent age to my Richie that I am half as fiesty as he is .

I received the letter from my sons school telling me officially about his prize giving it seems his prize will be awarded by a Member of Parliament ! Goodness me I am so proud of him and his achievements, they are all down to his hard work and the support and encouragement of my parents . My illness was very bad when my son started secondary school and I went with him on his first day and my parents collected him and he stayed with them that night, he is still there . My parents have given him stability, boundaries, encouragement and he would not have done as well as he has without them. If he had been here he would have seen things I would not have wanted him to see, days where I have just curled in a ball and howled because I hurt and felt so awful, he would have seen me hit rock bottom and try and claw my way back and no child should have to witness things like that. Especially my child, he may be rude and obnoxious but he also has such a sensitive side that to see his Mom like that would have done irreparable harm and I couldn’t have that. He doesn’t want to come home and whilst I try to understand I am not going to say this causes me no pain because it does, it hurts terribly but I also want what is best for him and for him to be happy and if this is what will do that then I accept it . As a parent all I want for my son is for him to be healthy , happy and loved and right now he is.  He knows I love him with all my heart and I will do whatever I have to do to keep him feeling safe and secure . As a parent thats all we can do isn’t it

 

Momma Tea

Friday Rambles

Life seems to be almost back as it should be with regards to Randy Rich and Miss Strumpet Pants she is getting back to her normal Miss Bossy Knickers who grrrs at him when he wants to sniff her behind my poor boy he does have so much to put up with. I must say it is nice to have my usual waggy tailed non frustrated happy chappy back again ohhhh I have missed him. He has developed an odd habit though he has taken to duvet licking…………. when we go up to bed he gets on to snuggle down and get comfy while I do my last minute ablutions when I go in there is a huge wet spot and there he is licking the the bedding ….. most odd has anyone else had any experience of this ? My Willow   was a couch licker but we put this down to her being a wee bit senile but she was a honey bunny.

It is the OH’s birthday next week and so I am debating baking him a cake, now this will probably be an unmitigated disaster but it could be fun too. If it is a disaster at least the birds would get a good feed……lol.

I seem to be keeping Mangos Monster busy as he has visited another 3 times but with all that has been going on and the one or two things playing on my mind plus lack of sleep it is hardly surprising so I am trying not to worry too much about it as it won’t help at all quite the opposite really. Due to my virus radiotherapy-zapping is postponed for a week so I am feeling stronger, as my furballs have pointed out my fur is going to fall out again which I really am not looking forward to but hey ho and par for the course really. Just as well I like a hat isn’t it ? Who knows maybe I will find a wig I actually like………..lol.

We are going to have a nice quiet day today and hopefully the fur babes can manage to catch up on their blog reading . An early night is beckoning for the three of us as the ‘Popster’ is out this evening and tomorrow I am off to see my Darling Son and tired as I am I cannot wait to see him.

Hope you all have a great weekend

Momma Tea

Shattered !

What with having the virus from hell now I have Little Miss Strumpet Pants to contend with. Ronnii has now decided the time is right and is giving poor Richie the big come on. She keeps pawing at his face, licking his cute cheek and then waving her nether regions in front of his nose ! The poor boy is beside himself with frustration. My routine has now changed somewhat, if Richie needs to pee Ronnii stays inside and vice versa, if I need to pee Richie comes with me and is shut in the bathroom with me likewise for showers too. The poor lad doesn’t know whether he is coming or going, Vets are not infallible after all and Miss Hussy Drawers will be spayed as soon as it is safe to do so. The last thing my girl needs is to find herself expecting, she has been through enough in her life, I just want for her to be happy, healthy and relaxed in her life with us and having in Frankies words a whowhoectomy will ensure she has this. I don’t suppose this is much fun for her either though I imagine the urge to mate is rather strong as she does seem quite intent on making it happen so I cannot begin to imagine how it must feel to have her every attempt thwarted poor lass.

I have also been researching getting Richies meds online rather than the vet as it will be much cheaper to do this and will save TLDR much needed funds, I am hoping the vet will happily provide the required prescription. We bought one lot of his meds ourselves this month and it cost £27  ( $43 ) for 50 tablets whereas online it would cost around £12 ($19) to £15 ($23) for the same amount which is quite a difference. I am really hoping our vet is open to this, I can’t see him objecting to hopefully this will work out.

Well they are both resting quietly now one on either side of me so I am going to take full advantage of this and have a nice ‘hot’ cup of coffee and enjoy the peace while it lasts. At least my life is not boring……….lol.

The furballs are hoping to finally get their Crimbo thank you cards out this weekend well paws crossed anyway.

Thats about it for now except it is the OH’s Birthday soon so may need to bake a cake ( EEEEEEK ! ).

 

Love

Momma Tea

Is it just me or

Do you ever have one of those days where you feel a bit down then start to think what if ? Well I think I am having a what if kind of a week, it’s not all bad what if’s if you follow me some are the what if I won the mahoosive rollover lottery jackpot kind of ones. Well for that one I know exactly what the first mad thing I would do after paying off all that needs to be paid off. I would fly to Texas to find myself a nice ranch on which I could keep horses and ride whenever I wanted. Funny really thats all I have wanted to do since the first time I went to Texas because from day one it has felt like home, I would also have a home in Houston near my bestest friend ever. Not a day goes past since she emigrated that I do not miss her, when ever I have been to see her leaving her and her family has got more and more painful to do. I so want to get over and see them again soon but god knows when that will ever happen as finances are dire for me same as everyone.

I suspect my wistful ponderings are down to the jollop, this round is knocking me down harder than the last lot did but it has to be done so I just have to lump it really. I am more worried about my little guy than myself as he is really not himself right now, he is limpy on his hind legs, wheezy, snotty, had had the runs and is quite phlegm-y so I am going to speak to one of the directors of TLDR and see if I can get him checked over by the vet. He is such a super lad and a joy to have around ( except when he does his best captain shouty impression & even then I still adore him ), he is still enjoying his leg massages though bless his heart. As for Ronnii she is delightful and is slowly getting more comfortable being here, she still does her little whingy noise but I’m hoping that in time that will go, her bark is coming on in leaps and bounds although it still sounds slightly sea lion-ish…..lol. She is off to be groomed tomorrow as she has lots of impacted wax in her ears and I have got all I can out now it needs someone who knows just what they are doing. She is such a messy eater that her chin hair is going to be quite short but I deffo want her bangs to stay ( she is my little Veronica just like Veronica Lake ), but other than that it will be a general neaten and tidy up for her. Watch this space for pics after the weekend.

Thats all for now

Tatty Bye

Love

Momma Tea

I AM FUMING ! ! ! !

For a couple of reasons today one of which I wish to keep to myself for fear my mouth might run away with me. The first reason I got angry about today was some stupid young woman took the p**s out one of my fur babies. Now you all know me you can take the mickey out of me and say what ever you want about the way I look but you NEVER EVER do it to my dogs. Now I know my Richie is not conventionally beautiful to most people but to me he has the most beautiful little face and yes he may have only one eye but that one eye is such a stunning expressive deep pool of chocolate coloured loveliness. He can convey so much to me with his one glorious orb, he looks up at me with love absolutely shining out of that eye that I don’t know how the world can’t see it. Yes my baby boy may have a wart on his nose but personally I think it adds to his rakish charm, ok he may have only one nadger but thats not his fault and it is amazing how little it matters to him or me.

So why on earth does a young woman of around 20 feel it is ok to squeal like a stuck pig to her friend and say ‘urrrrghh  look at that dog, he only has one eye and ohhh thats gross on his nose’ then peer at him and say ‘ F***ing hell that is one ugly dog ‘. You can imagine my response I am sure, ok my words were not pretty and perhaps not very adult of me to have let rip like I did but I will not apologise for defending my boy. His face was enough to spur me on as I am sure he understood what the stupid woman said or maybe just her tone but it was enough for his tail to stop wagging and him to look sad.

He is a gorgeous lad inside and out and I love him to bits so stupid people out there think before you open your traps to make thoughtless, hurtful remarks .

As for my other angry thing lets just say there are some very spiteful, cruel, mean, nasty people out in the world who just want to hurt others regardless of who else gets hurt and damaged in the process. Karma will win the day I am sure in your case

 

Momma Tea

RIP Sir Stripe

22 Years ago I visited my brother, on his lounge floor was a very long cardboard poster tube about 4 times as wide as a toilet roll tube. Poking out of one end was a fuzzy tailed bottom and poking out the other end was a little white and black head with whiskers.  I thought thats one very long kitty then from one end emerged Gizmo and from the other Stripes head eventually appeared. They were the smartest, sweetest bundles of fluff going, they played ball and would bat rolled up balls of paper back to you time and time again, Gizmo loved to lie on my brothers pc keyboard or if Kev was working he would lay across the monitor. Sadly Gizzy got hit by a car years ago but Sir Stripe carried on being my brothers constant companion. He had his problems as he aged not least of which was his peeing, the last few years my brother has had to carry Sir Stripe to the yard and squeeze his tummy to stimulate his urination process as Stripe could not go otherwise. He would not walk himself but instead chose to mew ( Very Loudly ) to let his mode of transport ( my brother ) know he needed moving elsewhere, he became a very demanding old fellow. But my brother never complained about it he just got on with it as you do when you love an animal, Stripy was not suffering but was a very contented ( if a tad fussy ) cat and he was much loved.

This morning I spoke to my dad who told me that Stripe had a terrible night passing blood in his urine and poop on and off all night so my brother took him to the vet and he crossed over the rainbow bridge. I have not spoken to my brother yet as I don’t want to get on the phone and blub when he is feeling bad enough already but I will go and see him tonight or tomorrow.

But The brothers in mischief are together again and no doubt creating havoc at their joy of being together again. So run free boys and have fun and thank you for looking after my brother so well and being there for him when he would never let anyone else be.

There is

Exciting things on the horizon but I am not going to say anymore as I don’t want to jinx anything suffice it to say I am uber excited. Plans are afoot, plotting will be done & schemes will be worked out to the finest detail. Yet whilst I am uber excited I also feel great sadness still, there is so much cruelty in this world, only today I had my attention drawn to a facebook group calling for dog fighting in the UK to be legalised the description put on this group read as follows

‘Legalize dog fighting. Pets are not people. They are your pet. something you own. If i'm not mistaken when you own something you can do what you want with it. ‘

(We are all duly reporting the group and trying to get it closed down but more than 700 people have already clicked that they like the group……….. Morons each and everyone of them in my opinion).

 

I and maybe it is just me who thinks like this but I feel I am the owned one, I belong to my animals not the other way around. They do not run around to feed me, they do not go shopping to buy me treats, they allow me to sleep in my bed with them and that is just how I like it. I am lucky enough to borrow them and to have them share their love and life with me.

My very first dog Sam ( he of the pooped on head ) shared my life for 12 years, he was amazing he could tell when I was about to have a seizure and he would warn me so I could get low down and not hurt myself, he was my baby when we thought we would never conceive,  he watched over my son (after I obviously did conceive) as he grew, he sat and let me cry into his fur so many times I lost count,  he stood in front of me growling at my husband when he was shouting at me. He was my best friend, my confidante, my protector yet not once did I ever think of him as my property to do whatever I wished with.  Molly was only with me for 4 months,1 week and 4 days but that lass certainly was not owned by anyone, she had us exactly where she wanted us bless her beautiful heart. Not one of the dogs I have had the joy of sharing my life with has ever been thought of as a possession, a handbag or a car is a possession not a living, breathing, loving creature.

Ok Rant over I am now going to try and get enough room in ‘Richies’ bed for me to snuggle down and sleep.

Night all

Mollys Momma Tea

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It's funny how the earth never opens up and swallows you when you want it to.

If I said I had struggled this week that would be putting it mildly, they have used a different jollop this time and boy have I known about it. The vomit monster was back in a big way but you do get used to that but for the first time since he has known me my OH saw me cry because I didn’t feel well. Now don’t go feeling sorry for me because that is the last thing I want. Lional The Loathsome Lurgyfied Lump is still going away he is just being a bit stubborn about leaving completely obviously my insides are decorated very nicely and he likes the accommodation a bit too much to move out. Well he is in for a shock as I have now served him an eviction notice !

All my life I have been a bit of a wuss when it comes to illness you know ‘ohhh I have a splinter in my pinky I must lay down’ kind of thing but not with this. I have tried to deal with it myself and not let anyone in as I have hated to see the pain and worry in my families eyes when they look at me and pity in other peoples eyes when they hear the the dreaded ‘C’ word. Why is it when people ask whats wrong with you and you say cancer do they then say ‘I’m sorry’ they have no reason to be sorry they didn’t give it to me or to anyone else it is just one of those things……. I don’t know if the powers that be chuck stuff at us that they know we can deal with or if they chuck it at us to make us stronger the reasons don’t really matter in the end because with this illness you fight or you give up they are the only options in my eyes anyway. I refuse to give up, I am not a quitter and I will beat this. This illness has cost me dearly I will admit but it has also given me things too which may sound odd really. It has made me so much stronger, I now no longer let the little everyday things bother me, I appreciate so much more in life now and no longer take things for granted. Every day I am on this planet now is a gift no matter if it is one day, one month, one year or twenty years they are all precious to me and as soon as I am up to it I am going to make each and every one of them count for something.I am thinking about training as a cancer counsellor when I get the all clear, my counsellor thinks I may be good at it, it would be nice to help others the way she has helped/helps me but at the moment it is just one of the ideas swimming around in my noggin so we will have to wait and see I guess.

One thing I am positive about is I need and want another dog in my life, Richie needs a canine companion and I need another little girl to love. I know Molly would approve and she would be peeved at me if I didn’t open my heart to another Yorkie girl so we are waiting and watching for her on the horizon and hopefully she won’t be too long in coming. It won’t stop me missing my angel or stop me loving her still or replace her in any way, shape or form because no other dog ever could but I do miss another girl in the home. But I am without a doubt and most definitely a

 

With Much Love

Mollys Momma Tea

Kangaroo Brain

I have a tendency for  kangaroo thinking my brain jumps from one unrelated subject to the next and sometimes leave people behind. I have no idea why it does this and to be honest I don’t care too much either it makes life interesting sometimes .  Although it does make it hard for some folk to keep up with what I am wittering on about.

My son turns 14 on Monday and I don’t even know if I will be seeing him, he gets so much homework from his school he may not have the time. I hate the fact he is not living with me but when I became ill it made more sense for him to stay with my parents. I didn’t want him  seeing me falling apart or suffering the effects of the treatments especially as he had just started senior school. I wanted him to have a stable environment without the distraction or upset of a sick Mom who may or may not have made it. Trouble is I didn’t foresee him not wanting to come home again when I fully recovered. I went into remission at the end of last year and he didn’t want to come back home which with hindsight with one of my cancers returning was not a bad choice for him. However now that I may be told I am in remission ( or not as the case may be ) next week I would dearly love for him to come home but he has told me that it will not be happening. I try so hard to be understanding and patient with him but it isn’t easy when all I want is my little boy back with me, I miss sitting on his bed at night and just talking about nothing in particular, I miss his laugh and his noise, I even miss him arguing and having a smart mouth but the thing I miss most is feeling like his Mom. I know I will always be his Mom I just don’t feel like one anymore.

I also know if I was to sell my house and emigrate to the USA he would come back like a shot but the property market here is dire still and what with certain unresolved financial issues it just isn’t feasible right now. If I factor my other half into things as well he is a dyed in the wall true blue Brit and loves this country dearly, I do like this country but whenever I have landed at IAH I always feel like I have come home and when I land in the UK I never feel like that.  Oh I am  seriously rambling now could have something to with a bit of a de-clutter I have had today and finding stuff I thought I had already disposed of but obviously hadn’t. There was lots of paperwork belonging to people who are no longer part of my life so that went into the incinerator, lots of photos of my son as a tiny boy not the very tall young man he is now, holiday photos from teenage years and right up to now so lots of memories have been stirred up and to be honest some of them were best left in the past . Funny how one job ie. looking for my sewing machine treadle peddle turns into a trip to years past and ends in me smelling like a bonfire. Still it was a good job as de-cluttering goes and I always enjoy a bonfire but I may have overdone things just a wee bit as I ache all over now and am shattered. Hopefully though it will help me sleep well for a change although I still haven’t found my treadle peddle………………..LOL.

Just need to take Richie boy for his constitutional and I can head up for a nice long soak in the bath, ease my aching joints, make myself smell a little sweeter than bonfire smoke and snuggle into something soft and cosy then cuddle up with my little lad on the sofa for the evening. Hmmmm now that sounds like a good plan to me.

My quote for today is

 

A person who has never owned a dog has missed a wonderful part of life.  ( Bob Barker )

 

With Love

Mollys Momma Tea

Random Ramblings

Well thankfully Richie is not coughing anywhere near as much as he was so it looks like his new meds are doing what they are supposed to do…….Phew ! I have to say am very relieved about this I was dreading the outcome if they didn’t work. He is such a loving little fellow who for some unknown reason likes licking inside my ears which is majorly GROSS but less smelly than his kisses so it is the lesser of two evils I guess…………………lol. If you saw his Wordless Wednesday post you will see he had his first bath here since moving in needless to say I was left covered in little black hairs not something I am used to if I am honest. But it was a lovely bonding experience for us both, Steve snuggled him up in a towel for cuddles afterwards as we decided he wasn’t really a blow dry kinda dog unlike Molly who just loved having her blow dry.

It is very strange having Richie as he so very different to our girl, Molly was very quiet except if the someone rang the doorbell, she also did not demand lots of walkies and she would happily poop in the back yard. Rich on the other hand has barking sessions which I can only stop by picking him up which can be a bit problematical if I am in the loo or washing up, he also won’t poop in the garden for some reason so he stands at the front door and stares at me to let me know he wants his walk and barks if I don’t shift my behind quick enough. So I am usually ready to go now .

He is a real snugglebunny at bedtime though he loves to cuddle up on the bed with us which is nice and sometimes does what my very first dog used to do and comes under the duvet and rests his head on my foot and that is so very comforting.

I am missing my girly more than ever now I think it is finally sinking in that she is gone, maybe collecting her from the vets bought it perhaps. She was such a special little lady though and there will never be another like her I think they broke the mould when she was born bless her little heart. I went into the garden tonight after taking Rich for his last walk and the sky was really clear and the stars were so bright and Mollys star was twinkling away at me so brilliantly and it did make me feel better.

It is odd though sometimes I am sure I can smell her every now and then and knowing my lass as I do/did it would not surprise me if she popped in now and the to keep me in line and on my toes………….lol

I am desperate to get my hands or fingers on some fake nails with the Texas state flag on them so if any of you know where I can get some do please let me know, I want really really long ones gosh how unpatriotic of me, mind you anyone who knows me will tell you I don’t have the British flag tattooed on me but  I do have the Texan flag  hehehehe.

One of Steve’s friends who lives in the States is coming over soon so I get to meet her for the first time and I am really looking forward to it as she certainly seems great fun.

Anyway I am off to snuggle up with Richie in bed now so I bid you all goodnight with this quote

Money will buy a pretty good dog, but it won't buy the wag of his tail.

 

With Love

Mollys Momma Tea

30 Day blog – Day 7

Today I have to post a photo that makes me happy, now I am not going to pick one of my son or my OH or my doglets but one taken a few years ago in Houston. It is of me and my best friends sons and it always makes me smile when I look at it.

I had such fun with the boys they are fantastic children and their Mom is one of the most wonderful friends ever.

Simple really good fun with friends who I consider family.

Hmmmm

That girly of mine is deffo up to something all she keeps playing on her iPawd is this :

Which is a major improvement on what she normally plays

Not that have anything against Rodney quite the opposite in fact but having to hear this and ‘Don’t look now your Mamas got her B**bs out’ & ‘ The day my wife met my girlfriend  ‘ can get a wee bit wearing after the gazillionth time but my girly loves her music.

I still have no idea what she is up to but I am sure I spotted a tiny suitcase being shoved under her bed earlier. You can be sure I will be keeping my beady eyes on her……………lol.

 

30 Day Blog Journal

I saw this on Milshelb Moms blog and decided I would give it a try. So why not have a bash yourself and see how you do, the general idea is everyday you have to answer a question off of the list of which is as follows.

 

Day 01 - your favourite song
Day 02 - your favourite movie
Day 03 - your favourite television program
Day 04 - your favourite book
Day 05 - your favourite quote
Day 06 - 20 of my favourite things.
Day 07 - a photo that makes you happy
Day 08 - a photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 - a photo you took
Day 10 - a photo of taken of you over ten years ago
Day 11 - a photo of you taken recently
Day 12 - something your OCD about
Day 13 - a fictional book
Day 14 - a non-fictional book
Day 15 - your dream house
Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 - an art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 - my wedding/or future wedding
Day 19 - a talent of yours
Day 20 - a hobby of yours
Day 21 - a recipe
Day 22 - a website
Day 23 - a YouTube video
Day 24 - where I live
Day 25 - your day, in great detail
Day 26 - your week, in great detail
Day 27 - my worst habit
Day 28 - whats in my handbag/purse
Day 29 - hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 -- a dream for the future

So I will be starting this on Saturday wish me luck I think I will need it.