September 13, 2010

I'm not at liberty to tell you what
happened after this...I am
sworn to secrecy!!!!

This is what happens when you are totally ignored: Reggie came down today to fully introduce Mamaw to the Photoshop Elements program. There were lots of, “I can’t believe it” – “this is a work horse program” – will it do this? – “Can we go through that again”?

I’m left to myself. The day becomes pretty darned long when you are on your own – and not in the kennel! So I had to find my own enjoyment. And remember; I never met a Kleenex or toilet paper I didn’t like. Late afternoon—I’m busted!

September 12, 2010

Mamaw is still workin at getting things together. She’s still got 4 lbs to lose but she wants to get her “big stuff” out of the closets and out of the house! This morning she had her cup of tea and asked Poppy if she could model her dress pants for him. She doesn’t want to keep them if it looks like she’s got “poop” in the bottom she told him. So, one by one, he’s telling her what he thinks of stuff. About an hour later, the green box is full and has the lid on it. The rest are back in her closet. She says she’s done doin that now until she gets one of those boxes out to put away her shorts and summer tops. She took the green box to her car.

Okay—she’ll read the paper now if ya don’t mind. Took her time—enjoyed—just bein a little lazy. I finally let her know I needed to go outside to do my thing—got there just in the knick of time. Poppy is getting ready for work—they talked about drivin down to the Park after he got off work but we’ll wait and see.

September 11, 2010 (9/11 nine year's ago today)

Mamaw had a bad night last night—got up early and took Tylenol and went back to bed. When she woke up the television was all about 911. I wasn’t here then of course, so I asked her about it. She said it was a terrible day in the history of the US. Terrorists flew airplanes into the Twin Towers in New York City and 3,000 people died as a result.

Poppy had to work and it’s really too bad—today would have been a PERFECT DAY for our trip downtown to see the sculpture. So, Mamaw is typing the blog as I dictate it this morning. She listens so good to me. We got em both done and then she wanted to look at her email. I told her that was fine, I wanted to look out the living room window and see what was goin on.

September 10, 2010

Today is OUR day—we’re goin to the Pappajohn Sculpture Park downtown to get me some art education. We’re all up early and then…outside is cold—windy—rainy. Good Lord, what happened? Poppy says let’s wait and see what the weather does a little later. I’m okay with that for now.

Mamaw grabs her dusting rag and off she goes to the office—that means Poppy has to use his laptop. Boy, she is spending a long time in there too. I’ll bet you every piece of paper gets dusted! I’m tryin to stay in there with her but I’m getting in the way so she keeps shooing me out of there. I just wanta make sure she doesn’t throw anything of mine out with the bath water!

September 9, 2010

Mamaw is on a cleaning rampage today! The carpeting looks good—now she has to get the house dusted. She tells me she does a “special dusting” that takes a long time once every spring and once every fall. Well, today’s the day! I’m gonna be really good and just follow her around telling her how beautiful the furniture looks cause that’s what she wants to hear…

She spent just enough time in the office to get our blogs done and then she got right at it. Good thing Poppy is working—she’d be dustin him too! Me—I didn’t get close enough for her to grab me. Sure smells good when she gets a room done though—lemon oil. And her dust rag was so dirty she told me she’s ashamed for not doing it sooner. She got a little caught up in her novel writin. No sweat Mamaw—it’s just us…

September 8. 2010

Up and at it early today! John Swanson is comin to clean up my messes…sorry—I really am. The furniture has been moved and I HATE IT! My idea of a good life is if it ain’t broke; don’t fix it. The carpet is okay with everybody but Mamaw. But I told ya once before, “If Mamaw ain’t happy; AIN’T NOBODY HAPPY.” I see her movin my kennel in the bedroom so that tells me something.

Then I tell her we need to send Poppy an email message about when he can go with us to the Pappajohn Sculpture Park. I been waitin, and waitin and I wanta get there before winter…

September 7, 2010

Today Mamaw is taking Miss Betty back to the doctor. Boy is HE going to be surprised—last month she had to go in a wheelchair and today Mamaw says she is going with just the use of her cane! We’re so proud of her accomplishments! And so with that said, I know there is going to be “down time” in the kennel. She’ll take Betty to lunch too—and I can’t go into the restaurant. I don’t know why they don’t change their rules—after all, I know how to behave…but Mamaw says it has something to do with the state law. Go figure…

Poppy—are ya goin to work again today? When are we gonna get to go to the Pappajohn Sculpture Park? Winter is comin way too fast and I wanta go there. Can’t you get a day to go with us?