Best Puppies Ever

       I believe I have the best dogs ever. I know a lot of people say they have the best dogs ever but mine really are the best. Their names are Sheba and Kiki. Both of my dogs are so smart that there are times when I have to spell around them. That's scary. Here is a picture of the best puppies ever.

                                                                                                                                                              

                                                      My post today will be about Sheba 

       Sheba is a German Shepard mix from a broken home. She was adopted from a shelter in Florida by my husband and given to me as a Valentine's Day gift. That was around eight years ago. She is a very intelligent dog. She has had no professional training, just training from me. She knows how to sit up, shake hands, and give kisses. The amazing thing is, she can do all three at the same time. At night when it is time for bed we, the puppies and I, have a little ritual we go through. As I head to my bedroom, Sheba sits and waits at the edge of the bed for me to get them their treat. It is something we have done for years. One treat before bed. Most of the time Kiki is laying in another room or is outside. I said to Sheba once, "go get your girl." Sheba headed out the doggie door and within four or five seconds she came back in the door with Kiki right behind her. I couldn't believe what she did. Sheba knew exactly what I wanted her to do. Now, every night if Kiki is outside, Sheba will go get her "girl" without me asking her to because she knows that it is time for a treat.

       One evening I was taking the garbage out and accidentally tripped on a dog toy and was unable to get up. It sounds like the commercial of the woman who fell and said, "I've fallen and I can't get up." Well, that was true with me. Sheba came outside and I said to her, "go get daddy." She took off inside and came back out about thirty seconds later. I told her again. "Go get daddy, Sheba. Go get daddy." Again she went inside and again after about thirty seconds she came back out the doggie door. This time her "daddy", my husband, was right behind her. Thanks to Sheba, she was able to understand what I wanted her to do and was able to convince my husband to follow her outside and there he found me laying on the ground unable to get up. I don't know what I would do without her. The next time I post to my blog it will be about Sheba's adopted "sister" Kiki.

My Day

       My day started out with me going to physical therapy for a foot injury. My injury came as a result of a back injury that happened a few years ago. That injury has now affected my feet and legs.

       After therapy I had some errands to run. I went by my pharmacy to pick up some medication. As I drove by Food Lion I noticed a sign that said they were closing and that any items left were 75% off. So I had to stop and see what they had left. I bought a few things but there wasn't much left on the shelves. After Food Lion I realized that I had not eaten all day and decided to go to McDonald's.

       Going through the drive-thru, I noticed a new burger on the menu. A Quarter Pounder BLT. I ordered the new burger and a gallon of sweet tea. Once I got home and unwrapped the burger I noticed that something was missing. There was no bacon on the BLT, plus they had added cheese, which I did not ask for. So there I was, on my way back to McDonald's to exchange burgers. I was going to make sure they got it right this time. I went inside and showed the girl behind the counter the mistake and asked for a new burger. The more I stood there the more I realized I really didn't want that kind of burger anymore. So instead I asked to exchange it for Big Mac. I am so glad I got the Big Mac. It hit the spot.

       Once I was back home again I just wanted to relax a bit so I went outside to my carport to sit on my swing. I sat for a few minutes watching birds fly around. I had placed a hummingbird feeder with nectar in it on my carport. While watching the neighborhood birds, a hummingbird flew up to the feeder which was only a few feet away from me. After feeding for thirty seconds or so it flew off just as quickly as it came.

       Something caught my attention across the carport. Something dark with quick movements. It was a beautiful blue swallowtail butterfly. It flew into a small spider web and was trapped. I walked over and rescued the butterfly from it's prison. To my amazement the butterfly didn't fly away. It stayed on my hand for about ten minutes. I have done this quite a few times. I've caught a butterfly and it just stayed on my finger for a while without flying off. Maybe they know how much I love them and that I would never hurt them. They are so beautiful and delicate. They truly are a gift from GOD. 

                    Below is a picture of the type of butterfly I had the joy of holding.

 
       

I love Tigger

Aug. 20, 2013
      
     As a child growing up I watched cartoons and read lots of books about cartoon characters. My favorites were Bugs Bunny and Winnie the Pooh and friends. The more I watched Winnie the Pooh, the more I fell in love with Tigger's character. I liked that he was happy and upbeat and bouncy. My favorite saying by Tigger is "The wonderful thing about Tiggers is Tiggers are wonderful things. Their tops are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of springs. They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, fun fun fun fun fun. But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is I'm the only one!"

     Although I'm grown up and have grown-up children, I still love Tigger. For birthdays, Mother's Day, Christmas, and any other occasion, my children and my husband buy me everything Tigger. I have everything from little statues, stuffed animals, and posters to key chains and blankets. I even have a Tigger tattoo. My children say I can laugh just like him. If there's anyone out there who has anything related to Tigger that they may want to get rid of, contact me. I'll be glad to take it off your hands, no matter how large or how small. So just remember, the wonderful thing about Tiggers is Tiggers are wonderful things.