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you ever said to your pet, be it a cat dog or even a goldfish.
Let us know and give us a giggle.
The reason why I ask is; I was in the processes of teaching my dog to shake hands or give me five, she did exceptionally well and I found myself saying "Who's your Daddy"

I hear its the best thing to say when teaching your b*tch new tricks !



Have a good day people

Now that I go to write the blog I can't remember if my profile picture shows Bella or not but I'm going to guess the dog is in my arms because she usually is and when she isn't, she is by my side. She went to work with me every single day in the CPA firm and she sits on my desk at home.

Two days ago she was restless, throwing up and diareah. I knew a vet visit was in order the next day however her diareah and vomitting stopped yesterday but she still stayed restless. Today she finally ate something but everytime she laid down, she would pop up, spin around, try to lay down, pop up spin around, try to lay down, rinse and repeat.

I only moved to this town two months ago so I called the neighbor to ask for her vets phone number. Funny thing when the vet's office answered I recognized the name and it was the same vet I used over 40 years ago when I lived in this town. I took Bella to the vet but she miraculously got better when we got there so I was sent home. If I find blood in her stool or she continues this popping up, spinning uncomfortable gestures I will have some geriatric blood work done after all she is 14 years old.

She weighed two and a half pounds, that is SOOOO TINY. I don't ever want such a tiny dog again. I love throwing her in my purse but I don't like watching for all the predators (like birds) that want to dine on her. Especially here in FL she is truly gator bait.

I think my cooking made for one sick puppy.

In light of what is happening in our world today, I thought the
following might bring a smile to your face.
A letter from the Post Office... this is absolutely the best!!
We don't know who replied, but there is a beautiful soul working in the
dead letter department who understands LOVE......


Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed
away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how
much she missed Abbey.

She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to
Heaven, God would recognize her.

I told her that I thought that we could, so she dictated these words:



Dear God,

Will you please take care of my dog? Abbey died yesterday and is with
you in heaven.

I miss her very much. I 'm happy that you let me have her as my dog
even though she got sick.

I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls.

I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that
she is my dog.

I really miss her.

Love, Meredith


We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey & Meredith,
addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it.
Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she
said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven.
That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office.

A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet.

I told her that I thought He had.

Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front
porch addressed, 'To Meredith' in an unfamiliar hand.

Meredith opened it.

Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies.'

Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God
in its opened envelope.

On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:

Dear Meredith,

Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I

recognized her right away.

Abbey isn't sick anymore.

Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey
loved being your dog.

Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to
keep your picture in so I'm sending it back to you in this little book for
you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.

Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you
write it and sending it to me.

What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.

I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much.

By the way, I'm easy to find.

I am wherever there is love.

Love,
God

I know I'm irresistible, please stop viewing or pretending viewing my profile.

I won't moved to your country.

No Body Move

Sometimes I think I have too many pets and other times, I want more.

Today is a want more day

We all know that Gary Glitter is very much persona non grata these days, which is no doubt as it should be. However, I can't help thinking it a little unfair that his scandalous sex abuse record has totally eclipsed what an absolutely crap musician this man was. His performances were truly diabolical, even by 70s standards. So, despite his moral descent to the very lowest depths, let's just take a minute to remember what a twat he was to start with.

The Water’s Fine!