#StreamingSunday: How Reilly Says "Teddy" ("Teddy" Is Her Teddy Bear)

When you have no voice, sometimes licks will do. Ask Reilly.

#StreamingSaturday: Two "Ouchies" (Or Six In Reilly's Case!) and Other Adventures

"And no, Momma. I do not like livestreams!"

PS A livestream with Reilly on "Momma"'s general Facebook page:

#MaltipooMonday: Friends, Camerophobia, and "Camille See, Camille Do"

Camille's human family does call her a little monkey from time to time, by the way, because of how she jumps and whines.

#StreamingSunday: More Of Reilly's Adventures And Other Stuff...Including, Well, What All Puppies Have To Do From Time To Time!

A Sukkot And Belated Columbus Day Card From Reilly

Premiering For #ThrowbackThursday and Belated #MaltipooMonday At 10:00 AM: Jealous Reilly Got A Lecture!

Jealous Reilly got a lecture on jealousy. The focus of the video is Reilly, not the humans, by the way (Some of the humans are camerophobes).

Belated #TuesdayTrouble Post: Somebody Was Not Nice To Reilly Over A New Toy!

How Reilly Tolerates "Momma"; Plenty of #MaltipooMonday Videos Coming, Etc.

#ThursdayThoughts: How Reilly Helps—And Tests!—"Momma"'s Sanity, and Other Thoughts

PS Absolutely no Reillys were harmed in the making of this video. The Reilly in this video just hates looking at the camera—which can actually exacerbate "Momma"'s OCD/Anxiety when she gently has to turn her little face toward the camera!

#ThrowbackThursday: Reilly and Camille Get Excited When "Mom-Mom" Comes Home

Woof Wednesday: Did Reilly Just "Give the Paw" to "Momma"? And A Quick Card

PS...

#MaltipooMonday & #MotivationMonday: How To Try To Avoid the Camera, As Advised By a Certain Reilly Rosalita

A Certain Long-Awaited Belated Card From Reilly

#ThrowbackThursday & #ThursdayThoughts: How Reilly Saved Her "Momma" From Dying Due to Depression in 2014

If I, Reilly's "Momma", have never really talked about my major Depression flareup in 2014, I will now (and ironically so as patient Reilly waits for her night-owl "Momma"ⁱ, though she did ring the back door bell and paw at the hallway gate a few times to indicate that she wanted to go to bed). Without going into too much detail (and ironically in this instance as well, as I said that I'd talk about the Depression flareup), I'll say this: Reilly (or rather, God through Reilly) literally saved me from dying from starvation due to oversleeping that was caused by the Depression flareup, with the flareup being caused by a relative—"A"—of a former friend of one of my relatives—with whom I understandably disagreed on an issue into which I will not delve here, and "A" was upset that I would dare to talk about it.

I would name exactly who "A" is and state what the issue was if I were not afraid of what she and some of her associates could do to me. After all, "A" took her hatefulness as far as to stalk me on my blog (Trust me when I use the word "stalk", as her visits were constant, obsessive, and within minutes of each other)—and using Feedjit at the time, I could tell that it was her because of the area that Feedjit listed as where the visitor of the blog was roughly located—and to stalk me on LinkedIn—to stalk me on LinkedIn, to try to intimidate me, and she knew that I could see that it was her! She didn't even try to set it to "Private Mode"; and as far as Feedjit, she may have even known that I was using that and could see the statistics! Needlessly to say, I quickly spiraled into a severe Depression flareup which caused to oversleep, which caused me to obviously not eat like I should—since I obviously wouldn't get what nutrition I needed if I slept too much and thus ate too little because I was sleeping when I should've been eating (Besides, oversleeping can have other disastrous effects.).

I was very blessed, then, that Reilly gave me a reason to be here. I was also blessed that she needed up to 20 hours of sleep in her first year. By the way, this is part of why I criticize the militant "Adopt; Don't Shop" types and those whom are more than eagerly quick to demonize surrenders of pets to shelters. As I stated in a recent Facebook comment:

"I feel bad for [a pup that was surrended] and her former owner. At least she seems to be adjusting. It probably broke his heart to have to surrender her. I'd kill myself before surrendering Reilly if I ever had to do so--the self-righteous judgement that I would receive would be too much to bear in addition to the pain of having to give her up. May I never have to surrender one of my reasons for being here--and she saved me from a bad Depression flareup once. Without her, I'd've overslept and starved to death."

Reilly in an Autumn 2019 portrait

ⁱAnd yes, night owlism can come with and mutually contribute to Depression

Reilly And Camille Welcome "Auntie Michelle"/"Mimi" Home From A Retreat Over the Weekend