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RR Herd: Please Help Fill Our ‘Tank’

Hi Angels!

Preparing for a long, difficult summer, these are some specific things we really need at the Rescue Ranch.  Of course, “Everything Dog” is always welcome but these things are favorites or special requests or things that the dogs just can’t “live” without! (Dingo Ringos, too! from petmountain.com)

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Amazon, Chewy.com, petmountain.com have the best prices–highlighted boxes are best deals/prices on amazon. (Be careful on amazon when choosing an option–some of the vendors offer bundles that cost considerably more if you don’t do the math ahead of time.)  The prices below are the best options.

1. Treats (some beloved examples)

Healthy Hide Good ‘n’ Fun Triple Flavor Wings 

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Good ‘n’ Fun Triple Flavor Kabobs

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Smart Bones Stuffed Twistz (Pork/Beef and Peanut Butter)

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Peanut Butter filled Sticks

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Knot Bones

(Good ‘n’ Fun or flavored knot bones (Petco or Petsmart) or Rawhide large rolls (Sam’s Club) at least Four inches to 8 inches/12 “big dog” bones needed each time.)

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2.  Gift Cards/e-credits: Burger King, McDonald’s, Wendy’s, generic Visa (helps with medications and vet bills), amazon.com e-credits, HEB, Petsmart and Petco–and any gift cards that you are not using–we’ll find a way to use them to benefit the RR dogs! (Note: Even if you have used part of one, just write the balance on the back or tape a piece of paper on it with the remaining balance.)

There is also a GoFundMe associated with this page on which gifts can be used on medication or whatever the dogs need.

 

Please care and help as you can.  Your life will be better for it.

Blessing others is actually an opportunity to bless our own lives.

 

Not matter how hard life has become, we made a promise that the dogs at the RR will always have a home until God calls.  While we can’t take in any other dogs right now except for a temporary hold or if found to find their owners, we still have our hands full.

Maybe sometime in the future,  I’ll be able to take in mama dogs again needing to birth their pups (as long as the vet or rescue signs a contract to take them back when they are weaned!) or some animals that need hospice or help transitioning but I right now I need to take a break from taking in new dogs while I take care of Someone. I still help other dogs and their people by consulting on cases all over the country–gratis.  Helping animals to me is a profound honor.

Thanks for caring. Especially for caring.

Jane

 

1. Anything e-  including amazon credit and online gift card credits should go to: a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com

 

2. Mail and packages go to:

Rescue Ranch

4057 Riley Fuzzel Road

Suite 500-130

Spring, TX  77386

Note: Chewy and other vendors do not include any notice of who sent the RR a surprise.  Please send a separate email–and don’t be embarrassed please–to let us know that you are the angel who is blessing the dogs.  Please email: a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com

 

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For more on Father Leo Clifford OFM’s (1922-2012) series “Reflections,” you can see his ten minute very simple but profound spiritual insights on YouTube or you can buy one or more of his books or DVD’s on amazon.

“An Angel came to visit a petulant child of God. ‘When must I stop giving?’ he asked. The Angel said, ‘Living is Giving and Giving is Living. You must keep giving as long as God is giving to you.” *

Fr. Leo Clifford, OFM

(*Parapharased due to a slow transcriptionist–me!)

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Happy, beautiful, James, brother of Gracie, is showing off his beautiful reflective collar that his Angel sponsored.  Both he and Gracie are difficult to see at night and so both were graced with them–but in different colors!

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Half the size of Jamesie, Someone calls Miss Gracie a perpetual motion machine!  It is almost impossible to get a pic of her standing still and as dusk approaches, it is getting harder to even get even a clear-ish pic of her in motion!

This week, in an effect to put ointment on her ear (it looked like she may have a little cut), she rolled over and to my dismay, she has a large hard mammary swelling.  She is on antibiotics to see if it is an infection and if it doesn’t respond, it will need to be biopsied  Please put her on your prayer list.  I will write more about Gracie’s story separately once I have more information.

Grateful.

 

Angel Cloud Photo Credit: Danny Ferraro, Montgomery, TX

 

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RR Herd Talk: Quick Frozen Dog Treats

Hi Angels-

Just a quick post…

Before Someone got sick (with Lewy Body) and I just run out of time and energy these days, I used to make fresh this, that and the other thing for us and for alllllll of our rescue dogs in our care.  But, realizing that something had to give, I thought about how I could make the dogs happy and keep them cool in this near 100 degree heat all summer.

I tried different things. Then one day, I was looking at a box of what we call “little dog food” that an devoted angel and her mother had assembled.  “Hmmm,” I wondered. “Could those freeze in their containers?”  The next thought I had was, “Would I have to take them out of the containers and put them in each dog’s bowl (a lot of work) or would the dogs eat the treat and leave the container?”

For the little to medium dogs, the 3.5 oz-5.5 oz side containers are per-fect.  (They must be in plastic–just no metal cans (the dogs want to chew on them–which is dangerous! and the lids don’t like freezing).  For the big dogs, I tried freezing the 8-10 oz tubs because the bigger dogs (especially one)–just one time–got the little iced food lose and swallowed the whole 3.5 oz frozen treat! No problems but I wouldn’t let that happen again.  FYI, the bigger tubs take two days instead of 12 hours to freeze.

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All brands froze nicely–the pate’ and the foods with gravies froze better than those without gravy (lower left).

One of our angels sent a package of four fruit doggie ices–which I tested.  I offered dogs food vs. the fruit.  Brindy eats everything and really enjoyed the fruit–but they are half the size of the small meat containers so I gave her one of those, too, afterward to keep her busy and happy.  (I wonder if individual serving applesauce containers could be frozen–and would the dogs eat them??)

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The Smoothies for Dogs are made of pureed apples, pureed bananas and water–the carrot cake flavor has pureed carrot and the pina colada has “flavoring.” I wish I knew what that was to be able to recreate it.

I have been thinking of other easy alternatives–of course, you can puree blueberries or float them whole in milk-water, broth, or just water–and lots of other things would work (click here to go to my link listing safe foods for dogs–not accounting for any allergies your loved doggie may have) and I thought of this…

Those butter containers, Chinese food gravy or plastic containers, etc. with a lid–can all be filled half way or full with dog food–or dog food mixed with water if you want to make it go farther–and then frozen.  Overnight, they will freeze. After taking them out of the freezer, briefly touch the bottom of the container to a bowl of warm/hot-ish water and they will release–allowing you to put the iced food into your dog’s bowl. This will take a little bit of effort–on a difficulty scale of 1 to 10, it is probably a 2-3.  If we run out of the little containers or we don’t have amazon credits or our “Crayola Angel” flies away, I will probably need to do this.  The dogs love them and since the only way they can keep cool is through their mouths or paw pads (and tummies), even though they are all kept indoors especially during the heat (or cold) except for a potty/run break every few hours, they need something to do and a way to keep nice and cool.

…and if you cannot afford wet dog food, you can use plain water with just a touch of milk, soup, broth, whipped cream…something your dog loves–even peanut butter mixed into water!  Their noses are about 10,000 times more sensitive than humans so they will figure it out.  You can also make just a container of ice and freeze it half way, place a treat or piece of meat or something edible in the middle and cover it with water.  They will lick the ice try to get to the treat–and continue to lick the ice after they reach the treat because it will taste good!

I hope this helps someone.  I know it makes a difference at the/our Rescue Ranch–and we live and breathe everything dog–and lots of them–so I really know what I am talking about!

Sending Hugs from the Herd–

J

PS  To send e-credits or e-gift cards, please use: a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com

 

Mailing address (ALL gift cards you are not using we can use, too!):

Rescue Ranch

4057 Riley Fuzzel Road

Ste. 500-130

Spring, TX  77386

 

Please help if you can.  Imagine trying to take care of a small “farm” of rescued, special needs (mostly) dogs on Someone’s now-disability income that only covers the mortgage and utilities!  Eek! Four years ago, things were much different but now, we depend on God to watch over us and to provide and to reach our/more angels’ hearts to help us to help the dogs regularly.

PPS Did you know??  There is a Go Fund Me  associated with this blog if you would rather just give on it–those funds go toward the dogs medicines, vet, anything that is needed that is not on amazon–the needs are endless!  Click Here.

 

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Like the cereal commercial that says, “Give it to Mikey. He will eat anything!”–Someone says the same about Brindy!  She was a distemper survivor with Project Hope serum, (immense thanks to Dr. Alson Sears, DVM, retired) had a life-threatening case of mange, is allergic to Ivermectin but has heartworms, more (she was spayed way too young by the shelter at eight weeks–with active distemper (so it was like a double-whammy), so she has little or no immune system)–and yet she is always sweet and sun-shiny, making me so very thankful daily that angels (especially one guardian angel) blessed her with the help that she needed to keep living.

Every animal deserves life.  There are no breeds or sizes or animals that are cuter or better than another.  Their spirit shines through once you get to know them and see beyond their injury or disability or depression/mourning even.  They are just pure love and just want to be loved.

Please adopt/foster/volunteer/rescue/help the animals.  You can go to petfinder.com to find an organization in your area or an animal who needs you–now!  They only have days to live if they are left at a shelter or have been ‘captured’–so don’t waste time.

Grateful. Always.

To God goes the Glory!

I wonder if other animals would eat frozen treats like this!  Yoghurt is a good thing to mix with water–add a little honey! Frozen tuna for cats? Frozen peppermints for horses?  Just thinking out loud!

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The Two Uh-Ohs

Hi Angels–

After I searched through more than 2,000 images to try to get you one that would sum up the PET scan results in a nutshell, I don’t feel so good.  I get kinda queasy when it comes to something being wrong with me personally which is funny because I am practically a medic in the animal rescue world!

In the image above, the purple “balls” in the center are masses that don’t belong there. When Someone saw these pictures, the first thing he said was, “There isn’t any room for any of your organs!”  Yep, it feels that way, too.  Now I know why when I went for an annual check-up, my doctor’s face looked really worried–and I was sent to five oncologists within two weeks!

The orange striations throughout, which show up better on the original (I had to take a camera shot of the screen since this was on Someone’s old computer–they don’t open on Mac) are things whose metabolic activity is “uncommon” according to the accompanying report.  The white light is on my left side (even though my back is down at the bottom of the screen and the white hip bones show on either side–and is not something I wanted to find.  There is more white light on that side as the picture wraps around the masses.  It is the most serious “color” of all but may or may not be cancer yet–there is no way to know without taking it out to biopsy.

The good news is that it is all still in a covering or encapsulated and has not broken out or spread to anything. It cannot be biopsied while inside me to design targeted therapies, for instance, or it would spread all over.  It all has to come out as one piece–and then they take it apart to figure out what to do next.  I don’t know if I have the strength to go through all of that. I am praying for insight and alternatives right now.

In addition to this, they found out that my spleen is greatly enlarged and the HAI, or hospital-acquired infection I had gotten from a nurse’s neglect and subsequent injury, last year when I was in the ICU from an unknown small intestine ulcer that let go, are all “hot” or sick on the PET.  This week, I am going to get testing to see IF there are any antibiotics that this HAI will respond to-or not. There may be one or two but they will more than likely be IV antibiotics and this will be more than I want to hear right about now since that will be a big deal for me as well. That testing takes ten days or more to even come back with an answer.

The super great news is that the tests for lung cancer and bone marrow or lymphoma are negative. I only had to have blood marker tests and the PET and didn’t have to face having–or not–biopsies or treatment. The problems that showed up on the MRIs on my lungs were from pneumonia scarring and the bone issues are a degenerative condition that I just will deal with–most likely started from eleven steel pipes falling on my head at a very orange home improvement store (no, I didn’t sue).  That type of injury starts a process all the way down the spine that can only be dealt with symptomatically.

I will write more as we go along.  I feel like I want to lay down now so I don’t pass out.  I don’t want to deal with these things but if I don’t–in some way or another–they will cause problems down the line that cannot be resolved.

The entire time (months) I went through all of the tests the insurance company requires to get to the one the doctors really want, I prayed for Jesus to intervene so the biopsies would not be necessary.  He did.  The rest of the time, I just kept saying to myself, “Jesus, I trust in You” and I do.  The name of Jesus is something supernaturally powerful–never forget to use it, to ask for Him, to just say his name in cases of trouble, anxiety, danger even.  And so, now, I will keep saying the same and have confidence that all things will work out as they were meant to.  As Someone always used to always tell me with complete reassurance, “It will be alright.” It always was.  I miss hearing those words–but they are tucked away deeply in my heart. I pull them ‘out’ whenever I need them..

Sending love and hugs to all–

J

(I blurred out some personal information to prevent identity or insurance fraud.)

Lesson Learned:  Vitamin D3 combined with K2 are very important to general health–and women, start young, combine them with calcium. Please research this and check with your doctor to make sure you can take them.  They are life-sustaining and disease-limiting.  Ironically, we give all of our rescue dogs vitamin D3 drops (be careful so you don’t overdose it) and it is on Someone’s every day list of things to take but I didn’t take the time to bother with my own “invincible” self. You just must make time for self-care.

PS All input welcome: a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com

Look for a separate post for the Rescue Ranch much needed items in the next few days.   Burger King and McDonald’s e-cards or gift cards (any actually) and amazon credits are always need! e-anything should be sent to: a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com Grateful always and in all ways!

Let your tests become your testimony.

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More Good News and a Few Oh-Ohs

Hi Angels–

I just got back from the hospital.  It has been a long couple of weeks–in and out, out and in.  I didn’t want to worry you. Finally, the tests are all back and I know what direction things are headed–two very big “Thank God’s” and two big “Oh-Oh’s.”

I can’t keep my eyes open one more second right now to write more.  Leaving the hospital tonight, I got sick in the hallway and had to be put in a wheelchair to just get to the car.  I think I was just overwhelmed with relief and decisions yet to come as well as being still sick, tired and hungry.  Things will get better eventually but for now, check back on this link by Monday, Tuesday afternoon at the latest.  I have a few stories to write.

Thank you to our Angels who sent their precious prayers and love and to those who send other types of help, we are grateful.  Your Burger King gift cards (and other gift cards) are saving my life–especially on nights like tonight–but they are getting depleted–and amazon credits are needed now more than ever. The RR daily treat box is almost empty (EEK!). For dogs who can only move or eat or drink with human aid, having a daily chew–not cookies but something longer term as their daily “look forward to” even if a human still has to hold it for them because their front legs or mouth doesn’t work “normally,” we need to focus on replenishing our stock! (I will put together a list of the top five chews needed on the next post if anyone wants to help or keep a look out for sales.)

I lit a candle in the hospital chapel for everyone tonight before I went home and then I knelt down and prayed for you. I asked God to bless you all with whatever you need. I don’t think we need to list it all out–I believe God knows what we need even before we know!  I stand in awe of His Magnificence, Love and Mercy and amazing Power.  He never ceases to amaze me every day.

God also called Maggie’s name during this time. I thank God that it was early in the morning and so I was able to be with her to comfort her and to care for her during her last hours. I will write more about her life next week.  She was a goofy, gentle, sweet soul (a gorgeous German Shepherd) who is running and playing now in heaven, I am sure, and no longer has all of her health issues.  She was with us for nine full years. Maggie Mags is very much loved and deeply missed.  She made me smile every single day and still does every time I think of her. She would be very happy if the thought of her made you smile, too! (She slept with her personal pink rubber kick-ball and her blankie every single night!)

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Sending much love and always…

Hugs from the Herd

Jane

e-anything goes to: a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com

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Mailing address:

Rescue Ranch

4057 Riley Fuzzel Road

Ste. 500-130

Spring, TX  77386

 

PS  Thank you to the angel who sent a bulk box of Dingo Ringos from petmountain.com–there is no “from” name in the box!  …And to the angel who sent the box of shampoo, conditioner and everything pretty and scented, thank you for reminding me that my own self needs some TLC sometimes. I will work on these and my other thank you notes this coming week. Please forgive my lateness!

 

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I Stand in Awe

Today, at 3:20 PM CST, I was notified that Someone’s Medicare has been retroactively restored back to December, 2017!  All $108,000 of claims that were denied will be reprocessed–and paid–starting in a few weeks.  A tremendous weight has been taken off of my shoulders. To Him goes all of the Glory.

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For over a solid month and condensed down to a final 266 pages of research and documents, I had (and still have) taped a print out of the original painting of the Divine Mercy that Saint Faustina had painted in 1934 over my computer desk. It was into these very eyes that I looked for guidance, inspiration and strength to continue what was a grueling process.  (To view the whole painting, Click Here.  It is huge (life-size) so I only could print out a portion of it.)

I know those of you who know what happened will celebrate this blessing with us —-and it is truly a blessing.  Grateful is just the beginning of emotions that I feel. No matter how things look/appear, remember to stand in absolute faith.  There is more to this world than we can see with our eyes.

We love you very, very much and thank you for your love and kindnesses.

J

PS A prayer can be even be a simple “Thank you” or “I love you.” Don’t feel that you cannot connect with the Divine Source of all things (that is pure Love) because you don’t know formal prayers.  Love is all around you.

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The Image of the Divine Mercy or more correctly the Image of Merciful Jesus is a depiction of Jesus based on the devotion initiated by Saint Faustina Kowalska.

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“I promise that the soul that will venerate this image will not perish,” Jesus told Faustina, according to her diary, which has been studied and authenticated by the Church over several decades. “I also promise victory over enemies already here on earth, especially at the hour of death. I myself will defend it as My own glory.” (Diary 48)

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Jesus is shown in most versions as raising his right hand in blessing, and pointing with his left hand on the Sacred Heart from which flow forth two rays: one red and one pale. The depiction contains the message Jesus I trust in you (Polish: Jezu ufam Tobie). The rays streaming out have symbolic meaning: red for the blood of Jesus (which is the Life of Souls), and pale for the water (which justifies souls) (Diary 299). The whole image is a symbol of charity, forgiveness and love of God, referred to as the “Fountain of Mercy“. According to the diary of Saint Faustina, the image is based on her 1931 vision of Jesus.

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To read more, go to https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Divine_Mercy_image

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To listen to the Chaplet of the Divine Mercy, Click Here.  (Just close your eyes and listen to it.  It is about 20 minutes long and one of the most beautiful prayers I’ve ever heard.)

PPS  I would also like to send a special “Thank you” to Texas Senator John Cornyn’s office for making an inquiry into this situation.  Truly grateful.

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One Year Later

One year ago I was graced with a second chance at life.  I was in a hospital bed in the ICU dying but by the Grace of God, I am here today. The journey back to life wasn’t easy but it was more amazing than it was painful–and it was painful!

I knew the anniversary of what happened was coming but I did not expect the impact that it would have on me.  I found that I needed to completely retreat into prayer and silence.  There is something profoundly other-worldly about surviving a near death experience.

Not only am I grateful that I was able to live but in the space between life and after life, I was tasked with a mission which I have not yet completed. I needed time to think about how to accomplish this.  I was given a glimpse of what we call heaven and many answers to questions we all have about life after life. I was also told to put it into a book so everyone would have access to the information.  Being distracted by so many things, I have not yet completed this task although I do have all of my notes that I wrote down in the hospital when I had the strength to do so.

In addition, facing so many life decisions and serious health issues-again-that deserve contemplation and research and complete focus, I just withdrew into maintaining all of the lives around me while trying to figure out some very significant things.  I still haven’t come to any final decisions but I am feeling that whatever decisions I make will be those that I can rest in.  A great portion of making these decisions is walking in faith and not by sight which brings a sense of calm and serenity.  If God means for something to happen, it will.  If He doesn’t, then it won’t no matter how we try, wish, pray, worry, have anxiety, etc. so it is best to put all of those emotions aside and just stay calm, steady and focused.

I am sorry that my silence has worried you.  Some of you are aware of the hurdles I personally face as well as with Someone, all while taking care of special needs dogs. I wasn’t planning on such a long break from writing but then strep throat hit and the fevers and because one of my lungs is already partially compromised, it caused secondary problems and tremendous pain.  As sick as I was, I could not even lay down in bed without first folding up a big quilt to put under my lungs for extra cushioning.

While it will take me a few more weeks to get better.  Typing hurts my lung!  I am going to stay in prayerful silence until I make some decisions.  I just need to just listen for the answers.  I will be getting mail and will be writing back but I am going to try to limit my computer and email time. Plus, I need to get the book written while I have the time and energy, in whatever free time I have.

The dogs are all as sweet as can be.  My heart weighs heavy about Sweet Maggie Mags.  She had so many health issues when she got to the Rescue Ranch nine years ago.  After recovering from emergency surgery, with a little help, her giant fluffy self jumped into the back seat of my car and never looked back.  That was the same day I was given Big Maya, Rocky Rocks, Jed the Poodle Doodle and the Chihuahua twins, Bellie and Sissy, whose broken bodies had been discarded out in the middle of a desolate field.

Initially, I turned down the request to take them all because we were already overwhelmed but after thinking about it, I realized that they had nowhere to go, no one able to care for them, no way to learn about love, to have a home, to get warm food and chew bones and would lose their little lives even after surviving terrible suffering.  I could not let that happen no matter how hard it would be for us. Their lives could not end in a memory of pain. And, as I have learned over the years, each animal actually expands our hearts and souls.  I have no regret about taking them and in fact, I thank God that we did.  Each animal has been a blessing in his/her own way.

I appreciate your patience during this time in my life.  Please sign up for email notification of blog posts so you know when I write since I cannot promise that I will be writing with any regularity right now.  I will again, I hope, but I just need a little more time right now.

Thank you for your prayers, love, friendship, help and blessings.  They are all welcome and gratefully received. I ask daily that God return them many times to bless your own lives.  I really mean it.

With love and always Hugs from the Herd,

J.

Mailing address:

Rescue Ranch

4057 Riley Fuzzel Road

Suite 500-130

Spring, TX  77386

Much needed: Dingo Ringos (petmountain.com in the Bulk section), Burger King and McDonald’s credits (special needs dogs who won’t eat anything else will eat Whopper Patties and McD’s egg patties with bacon!) and amazon.com e-credits for dog chews and food (they should go to a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com)

Grateful. Always grateful.

!!!!HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!

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Goin’ to Carolina in My Mind

In my mind I’m gone to Carolina
Can’t you see the sunshine?
Can’t you just feel the moonshine…
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Over the past few weeks, I find myself constantly just humming this song.  I think it soothes my soul and keeps me calm.  Calm is a hard place to find these days.
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Living with someone with Lewy Body Dementia is unpredictable at best.  Even trying to write a simple blog post yesterday becomes nearly impossible. Things just constantly happen or need attention that make planning anything a memory.  Concentration went out the window awhile ago.
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For instance, yesterday was spent outside in dirt, repairing damage to the sprinkler system. Thankfully, someone handy and very kind offered to help whenever, or if ever, we needed help.  His wife let me “borrow” him again, which is becoming a at-least-once-a-week event so it seems.
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A while back, Someone had tried to construct a barrier to keep the Rescue Ranch dogs from barking at a neighbor’s new dog–who barks a lot. (The new dog just needed some transition time in his new home.) Someone’s idea was to tie a bright orange plastic mesh netting onto six feet high metal posts used to stake trees (that were in the garage). He had to pound them deep into the ground for them to be sturdy.  For Chihuahuas, it may have worked.
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The fact that the netting or posts did not go all the way across the area to prevent going around it, plus that the “barrier” was plastic netting meant it was just a matter of minutes until it failed, but I have learned that you can’t stop everything Someone wants to do.  I can be a safety monitor and gently guide plans and actions but if I just prevented everything, Someone would just become a potted plant which is not at the direction I want to see for his life.  I let him put up the barrier.  At least he was thinking and trying to find a solution.
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Since the huge rain storms that passed through Houston this week missed us, the trees and bushes needed to be watered.  I have been trying to hold out to save on the water bill but the ground was cracking it was so dry so I had the sprinklers turned on not thinking a thing about it.
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Someone took a dog out to play catch when I heard, “Uh, oh.”  My stomach knots up in a big ball when I hear that now.
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Outside, just like when Jed Clampett struck oil on the TV show, “The Beverly Hillbillies,” the whole area around where one of the posts had been was bubbling and gurgling up. The sprinklers were turned off and our handy friend came over with a shovel.  One of the now-back-in-the-garage-posts for the dog barrier (the netting is now in thousands of tiny orange pieces all around the area that I am still picking up daily) was driven straight into the sprinkler system and it fractured several elbow joints and just missed doing really major damage.
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Harder to fix than anticipated but we still got it done, it was suppertime.  It was a Burger King night for sure.  Nuggets and Whopper patties–some mixed with kibble, others would only eat them alone, I thought we were all done for the night.  A shower, a little TV and bedtime–it starts all over again day after day so I need to rest when Someone rests to be ready for literally anything.  Despite knowing that, I sat down to write yet again.
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About two sentences in, around 3 AM, Someone went outside.  He has a hard time going to sleep before dawn or even later (it’s part of the disease called “Sundowning”) but at least I can get him to settle down most nights so I can breathe a little and let out a sigh of relief. (It is really hard to just relax.) When I went to see why I heard the back door handle strand of jingle bells jingle-jangling, I could not find Someone and went outside calling him, the door still open.  When I heard “crickets,” I figured out that he left the door open and was back inside already.  I heard a sink running.  With a sigh of relief, I thought that at least he was washing his hands.  But why?
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“Why were you outside at 3 AM,” I asked.  After over one half an hour of saying the same question over and over again, looking at Someone’s face just looking at me, I finally got an answer.  I have to have an answer in case there was something I needed to do/take care of/fix/etc. “You are not going to like the answer so I am not going to tell you.”  I can deal with pretty much any answer these days as long as everyone is safe and fed.  “I had to get a bag,” he said.
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I million things went through my mind of what could be going on.  “A bag of what?” I asked.  “Laundry,” Someone said.  Huh? What? Laundry??  I didn’t get it.  “Tell me why you are outside getting laundry, ” I asked.  The laundry room is all the way at the other end of the building–inside. After another half an hour, I got an answer. Someone thought that the laundry was piling up and so I would think there wasn’t so much to do, it was bagged up and hidden outside.  I was left simply speechless.  No wonder I couldn’t find any pillowcases!  (Some day I hope I can laugh about this stuff. I just cannot anticipate–or imagine–what is going to happen next!)
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The days are long. The nights are never-ending.  If I take the time to do anything other than the necessities, I either have to forego sleep or rest neither of which I get enough of dealing with this disease (a pic of a brain cell with the Lewy Body bubble in it is featured above).  I need all of my wits about me these days to keep me on my toes so to speak.  I am exploring the options that Someone’s doctors have put before me to think about and to research–and none of them are what I had expected just a few years ago but I can see that I will have to make some major decisions. I am pretty sure that next spring, it will be time.  Until then, please continue on this journey with me. I will promise to write as I can.  (Sign up for email notices in the Menu section so you don’t have to keep checking for updates.)
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Just know that I love you and that I appreciate any and all kindness, card, thought, prayer that you send.  In the middle of this mind-bending experience, getting a sweet card in the mail is so precious and so special to me.  I really mean it.
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Helping with the dogs in any way is gratefully accepted and always welcome.  Just because I am beside my own self, doesn’t mean that the Herd of RR dogs stopped needing chews and medicine and and and and…and!
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Grateful.  Always.
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Carolina In My Mind
To listen to this song on YouTube, Click Here
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In my mind I’m gone to Carolina
Can’t you see the sunshine?
Can’t you just feel the moonshine…
Ain’t it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from behind?
Yes, I’m gone to Carolina in my mind
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Karin, she’s a silver sun
You best walk her way and watch it shine
And watch her watch the morning come
A silver tear appearing now
I’m cryin’, ain’t I?
Gone to Carolina in my mind
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There ain’t no doubt in no ones mind
That love’s the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
And hey babe, the sky’s on fire
I’m dying, ain’t I?
Gone to Carolina in my mind
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In my mind I’m gone to Carolina
Can’t you see the sunshine?
Can’t you just feel the moonshine?
And, ain’t it just like a friend of mine
To hit me from behind?
Yes, I’m gone to Carolina in my mind
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Dark and silent, late last night,
I think I might have heard the highway call
And geese in flight and dogs that bite
The signs that might be omens say
I’m goin’, I’m goin’
I’m gone to Carolina in my mind
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With a holy host of others standin’ around me
Still I’m on the dark side of the moon
And it seems like it goes on like this forever
You must forgive me, if I’m up and gone to
Carolina in my mind
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In my mind I’m goin’ to Carolina
Can’t you see the sunshine?
Can’t you just feel the moonshine?
Ain’t is just like a friend of mine
To hit me from behind
Yes, I’m gone to Carolina in my mind
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Gone to Carolina in my mind
And I’m goin’ to Carolina in my mind
Goin’ to Carolina in my mind
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Gone, I’m gone, I’m gone
Say nice things about me ’cause I’m gone south now
Got to carry on without me, I’m gone
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Songwriters: James Taylor / James V Taylor
Carolina In My Mind lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

 

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Animal Health, Autobiography, Lewy Body Dementia, Uncategorized

Just a Little Chuckle

I’ve been taking care of Someone with the flu which is an experience that has just left me speechless.  It is the opposite of fun. People with Lewy Body have a weakened immune system and can easily catch anything or everything.

I had a minute to take a shower yesterday and as I was getting my clothes together to take into the bathroom, I grabbed a shirt that was inside-out.  As I was fixing the shirt, the seams reminded me of a day back when…

About nine years ago, I was in the thick of getting the Canine Distemper Virus treatment protocol together with Dr. Alson Sears and Ed Bond.  I was being constantly exposed to dogs with the virus and I could not afford to bring it home nor to spread from dog to dog at the vet clinic we were working at.  (It is very contagious and was deadly.)

One of the ways the Canine Distemper Virus is spread is through tiny droplets floating through the air from a dog’s sneeze.  Owners were bringing in their dogs with bronchitis, not sure if it was Distemper, and while a dog can have both at the same time, Distemper and bronchitis, you want to avoid that!

I was constantly showering with a mild bleach solution and changing my clothes all the time.  I could not risk the sneezes being on my clothes, in my hair or on my skin, especially when I was going to help with a litter of puppies or a dog who didn’t have Distemper. It was a precaution all rescuers should take but many don’t.  It is just too much effort to do what I did but it was the right thing to do.

One day, I was standing in line at Walgreen’s to pick up a dog’s prescription*.  It was really busy and I had not yet gone into the clinic.  I had just taken a shower at home.  All was well, I thought.

I felt a tap on my shoulder.  I looked around.  A woman in another aisle wanted to speak to me. “Honey,” she said in a very hushed, gentle voice, “I just wanted you to know that your shirt is inside out…”

I thanked her for caring enough to let me know and then explained to her that my skin was just super sensitive and that I had intentionally put it on inside-out so the seams wouldn’t bother my skin. (I chuckled to myself. I must be a sight for sore eyes!)

I didn’t tell her the part of seeing hundreds of hundreds of sick and dying dogs, working on the treatment to help them and having to take so many showers–and with a solution that would kill the virus since soap and a shower would not–since I knew her eyes would probably start spinning.  It was too much for me and I was living it intentionally until we could save dogs, now available world-wide.

So, as I was turning my shirt seams back inside yesterday, I was transported back to Walgreen’s and while I can’t remember the woman’s face, I do remember how sweet she was and how sore my skin was!  I shook my head and laughed a little remembering back to the things I had to do back then. No one really knows the struggles we went through to get the Distemper serum and protocol perfected to save their dog.

In fact, I was in a vet clinic recently and watched from about five feet away as a woman come in to get three serum injections for her dog with distemper and some antibiotics. The vet handed them to her and she hugged him and thanked him for saving her dog.  I stood there and watched.  All of the work and sacrifice from our small volunteer team and special angels that helped us along the way to keep the dream of finding a way to stop this deadly disease was still at work saving lives.  I felt like a proud parent–with a little worse-for-the-wear but now healed skin.

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If you have a dog who you suspect or know has Distemper, please go to Kind Hearts in Action to find the nearest vet to help you.

 

If you have a family member who has Lewy Body or is having difficulties that seems like a very unpleasant form of Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s combined, you may want to do some research and/or find a doctor to help you: Lewy Body Dementia Association

 

If you want to help me with my work saving and helping animals with special needs, please send an amazon e-credit to a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com OR you can leave a gift on my Go Fund Me which helps the special needs dogs that I care for as well as Someone: Just click here: Help Jane Help Others.

 

If you would rather mail a gift card–all are much appreciated–generic Visa, fast food like Burger King, McDonald’s, Taco Bell, Wendy’s or any others, please send them to: Rescue Ranch, 4057 Riley Fuzzel Road, Ste. 500-130, Spring, TX  77386

 

Thank you for caring.  Especially for caring.

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Photo: Bunny on her new Kuranda bed with ‘her’ Bunny.  She was so happy, she was laughing!  Bunny’s birthday is coming up–she is going to be eleven and is a natural survivor of distemper which is very rare.  Unfortunately, she lost the ability to stand on her front legs and needs human help to walk with a mobility aid (or as we call it a belly band) or a donated doggie wheelchair.  I really love the GingerLead mobility harness. You can order it in different widths/sizes.  It’s been the only brand I’ve used for years now–after trying many.

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Shop Amazon through my link and help Rescued Animals!  Just by using the link below for your shopping, amazon processes everything, you don’t get charged any extra and amazon gives a tiny percentage back to my dog rescue, the Rescue Ranch, to help with expenses.

Bookmark/Save this Link please–and use it over and over again:

https://www.amazon.com/?&_encoding=UTF8&tag=rescranc-20&linkCode=ur2&linkId=d1c5b8cf4f461c68dcbe83a34957a399&camp=1789&creative=9325

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*Did you know that there is GoodRX pet card and other prescription discount cards can be used on your pet’s medicines?  Instead of buying the medicines at your vet, you can ask that they give you a prescription or you can place an order online and have it faxed to your vet to sign.

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Autobiography, Lewy Body Dementia, Uncategorized

Submitted Under a Pink Moonbow

The last of the doctors’ letters came in on Friday.  After incorporating his comments and input into Someone’s Medicare Retroactive Reinstatement Request, I finished writing and organizing and copying (one sheet at a time) onto three-hole paper at 9 PM on St. Patrick’s Day.  Since I believe in the luck of the Irish, I thought that that was a good sign.

Fed Ex overnight was too expensive so it went out Fed Ex Ground.  God willing it gets there today and it reaches someone with compassion.  The more I wrote and the more documentation that I had to acquire and add in, the more it made sense to approve this request.  It was a constellation of errors as well as Someone’s cognitive impairment that complicated everything and really, what happened was invalid–but it happened and nothing gets undone unless someone points out the problem!

I took some time after it went out to walk and play with each of the dogs at the Rescue Ranch.  They have been so good and understanding.  I also wanted to just clear my mind and get some fresh air.  Over a month working on a computer screen really took its toll on my eyes.

I looked up at the night sky.  I just wanted to say, “Thank you,” to God for just allowing me to get through this past month or even a little more.  Beloved Charlee and beautiful Pasha passed on while I was beginning to write what would be ultimately occupy a two inch binder.  I felt like they were angels helping me continue on in a way.  They were here, they knew what was going on, they passed on because God called but animals are very smart and very aware.

There was a beautiful, soft pink ring around the moon that was out a bit and around the “glow” of the moon.  It was stunning and beautiful.  I had never seen one in my entire life.  By the time I “ran” in to get the camera, it was gone.  Someone saw it, too.  “Oh, wow!” he said. Eight hours later, as I was finishing up walking the dogs (with breaks in-between, I was very much limping by then, the pink ring appeared again–so after admiring it, I went online and looked up the meaning of it on the computer.  (The pics on the internet do not show the true beauty of this phenomenon.) It is a sign of very good luck and it is very rare.  Some consider it a “moonbow” like a “rainbow,” but more rare.  That made me smile inside and outside as I tossed yet another squeaking football on a cord.  I was really thankful that I got to see one once, never mind twice!

I am convinced that God hears our prayers.  Maybe the answers are not what we want, maybe they are; maybe they happen immediately, maybe they are delayed.  Whatever the case, the binder is now in His “hands.”  If it is meant to be approved, it will be.  If not, it is at least assembled into a complete history and format that an advocate can understand and take it one step further.  Sorting through hundreds upon hundreds of documents in a box would take too much time–this way, it is easy to follow the chronology and the things that went wrong and definitely calls for relief, hopefully sooner than later.  Someone is having complications from hernia mesh surgery #1 and #2 so this is very important to get fixed so he has insurance plus $108,000 in claims were un-paid and there are lots of unhappy providers calling.  How do you explain this life?

Thank you to those of you who have been patient with me and in understanding that I had to be single-focused during this time.  Of course, there was unlimited time and care and love put into helping Charlee and Pasha but I could not write letters or focus on email or reading or doing anything else.  Even taking a simple shower, an idea would come to me or in my sleep–so I kept paper and a Sharpie next to my “bed.”  I had to be completely absorbed but not consumed by the subject at hand or I couldn’t do it.

Give me a day or so to clean up the piles of paper and drafts and tabs and paper clips and and and so I can see my desk again and then I will start to come back to life.  Until then, angels know that I love you and pray for you and that you are never far from my thoughts and heart.  There are few of you active these days but I honor you all with all that I am.

To God goes the glory–

Sending Love and always Hugs from the Herd

Jane

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IF you can help, our amazon account is now at zero.  Please send any e-credits to a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com  This is a critical resource for us right now for everything dog!

Note:

Angels,

We need kibble VIP and in bags less than fifteen pound bags (my limit right now*)-and flavored (not plain) rawhide chews or non-rawhide bones like Dreambones (see our Amazon wish list and wet dog food that is like a pate’ not in chunks/stew (which seems yummier to me but is harder for them to eat and requires hand-feeding each one):

https://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/357TZN5MD849U/ref=cm_sw_su_w

to get some ideas.  (I will update the list this week so check back on the weekend.  One angel dropped off Walmart’s new kibble, Vibrant Life–which was a big hit–mixed with some chicken nuggets or like tonight, some Whopper patty pieces! Thank you!!!)

Amazon E-credits allow me to order what we need in the moment and to have it delivered to our mailing address in two days!  Special needs dogs don’t just “wolf” down (no pun intended) bowls of kibble.  They need chicken broth or…beef broth, meat, veggies, soft food, etc. etc. etc. mixed into it–then a time-delay so it can soften.  Feeding special needs dogs is a whole ‘nother animal (pun intended).

*The end of last year, I hurt my knees (badly) on a wipe-out running to help Someone–nothing broken or torn other than a piece of bone floating around in one and lots of soft tissue damage. I was on crutches, now in prescription hinged, knee braces.  My knees are still healing. I can pour out kibble (dry or wet) or give out Burger King, McD’s or Wendy’s burgers–plain–or mix the two together when time allows.  (ALL gift cards always needed and welcome!)

Thank you for caring. Especially for caring.

 

IF you want to help generally, I have a Go Fund Me open which helps the dogs and Someone.  Gifts are deposited directly onto my debit card to be used right away:

https://www.gofundme.com/manage/gofundmecomicantbreatheblogfeb2019#

 

Grateful. Always.

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Two versions of an Irish folk saying…

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“You’ve got to love like you’ll never get hurt, You’ve got to dance like there’s nobody watching, You’ve got to come from the heart if you want it to work. “

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“Dance like no one is watching, love like you’ve never been hurt; sing like no one is listening, and live like it’s heaven on earth.”

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Mailing Address: Rescue Ranch 4057 Riley Fuzzel Road, Ste. 500-130, Spring, TX  77386

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"Do Good" Opportunities, Autobiography, Just Gotta Laugh, Lewy Body Dementia, Uncategorized

Still Belly Laughing Years Later

Note: Always click on the link in your email to read my stories.    You may even get more details than in the story in your Inbox. After I publish, for some reason, I can proof-read better.  

I need to scan the pics that were sent to us after the fact by Someone’s half-brother, G, about this incident but I am going to skip that for now. They would interfere with my telling of the story–the whole story–if my readers just skipped to the “end.”

(For readers just joining, “Someone” is my significant other, who would prefer to remain nameless because he is kinda embarrassed that he has an early-onset brain disease.)*

Years ago, when those little bags full of tiny greeting card glitter inserts came out, in the shape of hearts or snowmen, pumpkins or shamrocks, G’s wife was obsessed with them. Every greeting card, letter, holiday card, even presents that she sent to anyone had a generous handful of them enclosed.

At first, it was a pretty, occassional inclusion, we thought. But as time went on and they became more problematic than pretty. When we’d open a letter, a package, a set of printed photos, they would fall out all over the floor, into the dogs’ fur, our clothes, get into the carpet, in the tile cracks and more.  We’d have to clean them up and instead of enjoying her letter, we’d spend each time cleaning up “her” mess.  The more this happened, the more frustrated we became.

I couldn’t imagine how much this was costing G’s wife!  Each package was about $5 in the card section of the store and she was doing this often. I wrote to her and asked her to please keep those lovely surprises for other people, but she would not listen.  We continued to be bombarded by more and more designer glitter.

One Thanksgiving, before Someone was sick, about twenty of us were all at a relative’s home and after dinner, the men were sitting around talking in the den.  Grandma (Gma) nearing 90 and I just happened to be there, too, babysitting some of the younger cousins while others were clearing the table for dessert.

“Are you getting that glitter (c**p) in your cards and letters from G’s wife?” Someone asked the table.  “Ugh.” said one.  “OMG,”said another.  “It is the worst, ” said Gma. “We’ve asked her to stop it but she thinks it’s funny,” said one of the other wives walking by.  The wheels began turning in Someone’s brain that very night.  It had to stop.

We drove home and Someone began planning and brainstorming about how to get the message across to G and his wife that the entire family despised her glitter “surprises.” It was no longer pretty or cute but kind of naughty-not-nice, especially after people asked repeatedly for the behaviour to stop.)

Someone began assembling parts for his masterpiece of masterpieces.  Whenever he did something, he always did it to succeed and to be the best that he could.  (To this day, when ever we want to laugh or even bring up glitter, we laugh for a very long time.)

The wheels were turning.  He bought several of those beginner magic cans of peanuts with the coiled snake in it (he wanted the “snakes”;  five POUNDS of fine, multi-color glitter;  a bunch of other parts that would assemble into the prettiest Christmas present that G and his wife could not resist opening and mailed it mixed in with their regular presents. I can’t remember exactly how it was assembled but it was complex and ingenious and totally harmless.

On Christmas morning, we got up early and just sat at home drinking hot cocoa and playing with the dogs and waited for the phone to ring.  We weren’t sure if it was going to work or if sending it through the mail would upset the glitter launcher. The suspense was a nail-biter.  Then about 11 AM, the call came.  G and his wife weren’t mad but they were certainly shocked. It was so unexpected that they were belly laughing with us, too–but I could tell that G’s wife wasn’t totally thrilled especially about the aftermath.

They told us what happened.  The pics they sent were of the rug and the cats and their hair, sofa…  I remember hearing that it was even inside their socks!.

Sitting on their shag carpeting, G opened that Christmas present–with his two long-haired cats right by his side–and his wife on the chair right next to him (with very long, curly hair). When G pulled open the top of the box, pounds and pounds of fine glitter went up in the air and came down ALL over the room!  It was in their hair, in the cats’ fur (not in their eyes and they did not inhale it–it was clear that they had ducked and the glitter was just down their backs–then they happily rolled in it so it was then all over their tummies), deeply embedded (for a long time) in the shag carpeting, in their clothes, furniture, more.  It was one of THE best brother-to-brother gags I have ever seen and Someone was the mastermind behind it all.

Needless to say, we never once got another card with the little glitter snowflakes or hearts or whatever in them again.  Neither did anyone else in the entire family!  (They all thanked Someone once the story and pics got around the family.)  I think the message was received more than loud and clear with no harm done.

We still continued to vacation all together and visit and talk regularly–until Someone got sick.  Gma, Someone’s biggest fan, passed away at 95, just before Someone’s official diagnosis.

As for the rest of the family, all but our first “Someone is sick” call, all calls now go unanswered; my email requests for them to just send a card to keep in touch–to spend time with each other before there are regrets–now fall on deaf ears (not uncommon in these situations).

There will never be another gag like that.  Someone ended on a high note–which will keep us still belly laughing for years to come!

Make lots of good memories while you can.  They will carry you far!

Sending love and hugs from the Herd and their people!

Jane

 

 

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IF you want to help me continue my “mission” caring for special needs animals, and there are lots of them at the Rescue Ranch, please help in any way you can.  Thank you!

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How to Help

Send Prayers are always welcome and much appreciated.
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E-anything–from email to much needed amazon credits and gift cards–from generic Visa to fast-food restaurants, like McD’s, Burger King, Taco Bell (yes some dogs will only eat cheese and or chicken something or other from there), please use: a.rescue.volunteer@gmail.com (or the mail)
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Mailing address: Rescue Ranch, 4057 Riley Fuzzel Road, Ste. 500-130, Spring, TX  77386
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Rescue Ranch website: http://www.firststop-laststop.com  (I will update the site/blog after I am done with this project. I will let you know when I am posting there again–probably mid-March.)
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*For more information on Lewy Body Dementia (or Disorder as Someone prefers that I refer to it in public, especially if I have to explain his behavior or deficits in a store), please go to lbda.org
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To Adopt, Rescue, Foster, Volunteer to help any type of animal imaginable (practically), please start at petfinder.com and type in your zip come and animal you would like to help.
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Big Ady Ada collected all of the big dog Dingo bones–
we always had to redistribute them when she wasn’t looking!
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“If you become silent after your laughter, one day you will hear God also laughing, you will hear the whole existence laughing — trees and stones and stars with you.” — Osho
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PS  The delay in sending out the insurance Retroactive Reinstatement tome last week, is working to our advantage.  The other two doctors’ letters will be in, I thought of something I missed, and some more articles that I could include to further explain what happened.  Hopefully mid-week, it will be in Fed Ex.  I am still trying to be laser-focused until I have the Fed Ex receipt in my hand!
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