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Wednesday, June 21, 2017

In Response To A Friend's Facebook Post, And Then In Response Another Person's Replies (With Some Additions)

I maintain that "Coker" (1977) needs to be overturned. After all, being in support of capital punishment for rape is being pro life. As I chimed in on the original post, and then replied to the friend of the friend (names omitted):

I myself am pro life, and I guarantee that rape would happen less were "Coker" (1977) overturned. An overturn would effect an automatic overturning of "Kennedy" (2008), by the way, and I say that rapists should face the possibility of capital punishments since they've all but left their victims physically dead. Of course, the rapists who also physically murder their victims (including by effecting victims' deaths due to STDs, suicides, and fatal injuries besides STDs) also ought to face the possibility of capital punishments. 

I don't want to see rapists be able to take lives anymore, and I don't advocate capital punishment for rapists lightly. In my own families' cases:



  1. A cousin of my mom was gang raped in college.
  2.  I'm pretty sure that one of her sisters was raped either by a priest before she was a teen or even by Father Maskell himself (Mom denies the possibility since my aunt apparently defended him, though my grandmother I don't deny itI even told Mom that she could've been Stockholmed,) That aunt, by the way, died nine years and a week ago due to alcoholism that onset when she was 13 (She was born in November 1951 and was the first graduate of Keough, which opened in 1965.). She also told my sister that she liked Jesus, but not the Church. Looking back and even right after she died,  I knew that (when I saw the pictures at the funeral home) she was a pretty-enough young girl for perverted priests to want to target her.
  3. A cousin of my dad (Ziggy Churnetski) participated in a gang rape in the 1920s (and he was sadly in prison for only five years and had to pay a fine of only $500. He even eventually married, and I have no idea whether his wife was his victim.) 
  4. Another cousin of my dad raped someone else and murdered another person. (I wish that his victim's sister, Lana Wood, would come out with it, by the way—as I've said, there's something in that Danilovich water, and I should've figured that rape wouldn't escape our side of the family. Ziggy was Great-Granddad's once-removed cousin.)
  5. In short, I've heard about and seen what rapists can do to people.
I also don't find abortion acceptable in any case (though I used to find abortion acceptable in cases of rape and incest—God decided that my being fully pro life would take my now-ex younger stepsister, of all people, pointing out to me that abortion would be an unfair punishment to the baby, and she wasn't exactly the best stepsister in the world). In fact, if for nothing else, keeping a rape-conceived baby might be a practical measure in terms of getting a DNA sample from him or her to figure out or confirm who raped his or her mother. Besides, there are many couples whom want to adopt children; and my mom's cousin's husband ended up adopting her child when they as a couple could not have children.

(By the way, I hope that my now-ex stepsisters can see that my sister and I weren't talking slanderously when we pointed out what my dad is like—and even though, thank God, he never sexually abused us, verbal and other non-sexual abuse is still abuse—and my now-ex stepmother seems to have seen that. Incidentally, I feel sorry for my dad at this point—he's repeated the "Hurt people hurt people" cycle, and his life choices have caught up to him.)

Sunday, June 11, 2017

The (Maybe-Not-So-Much) Anticipated(?) Part Of the Promised Post: How Reilly Resembles "Momma"

One time, "Momma" had been looking at pictures of a family member, and an infamous one at that. Still, "Momma" couldn't help but crack up when Reilly (at least as "Momma" saw after she'd just looked at the pictures) resembled the family member. To be fair, puppies do end up resembling their owners overtime, and the infamous family member bears (or, at least when he was younger, bore) resemblance to Reilly's "Pop-Pop" and "Great-Granddad" (and that's how "Momma", incidentally and as she's mentioned elsewhere, figured out that "Danilovich" was not just a patronymic in that relative's case).

In Reilly's case, then, whether resembling "Momma" physically's good is a subjective call. Meanwhile, here's at least some of how else Reilly resembles "Momma" (or at least "Momma" thinks, and barring factors such as "Momma"'s OCD/Anxiety):


  1. She knows what she wants and why she wants it when she wants it.
  2. She's loyal and jealous.
  3. She's stubborn and Type A in many ways.
  4. She can actually put up with quite a bit, although she's not always the most-patient type!
  5. She's a foodie!
  6. She has her breaking points and doesn't always react well when she reaches them!
  7. She's empathetic (As for "Momma". she tries to be an empath!).
  8. She can be defensive, whether rightly or wrongly!
However, she as an extrovert does balance out her introverted "Momma"; and she also balances out introverted Camille.

Last Quick-Break-In-The-Promised-Post Cycle, Part Four

When Reilly barks to greet someone, she barks to greet someone—and she barks quite exuberantly (and only Camille might beat out Reilly in exuberance when "Mimi"/"Auntie Michelle" and "Mom-Mom" come home from work, and when Camille and Reilly see Shelby!). Even something as simple as a doorbell may be all that it takes for her to bark—for example, Reilly even barked when "Auntie Michelle" rang the doorbell accidentally on Friday as she headed out the door for work—Reilly uses that doorbell as a cue to be ready to say "Hi" to someone, even when the someone is "Auntie Michelle" ringing the doorbell accidentally.

Reilly also barks generally without caring about who's at the door—even a pizza-delivery person can get Reilly to bark, stick her nose through the hallway gate, and wag her tail. She also does her begging motion if she particularly wants to see the person whom's at the door, and she definitely has no problem blocking Camille from any attention and/or jumping exuberantly on someone to say "Hi", give kisses, beg for scritches, etc.. She even has her special barks—e.g., ones that mean "Hi, [given special person]! Where were you?", "Hi, Mom-Mom! I want to walk now that you're home!", and "I want to talk [or play, etc.]."—and she's even taken to certain strangers to her and acquaintances of hers moreso than other strangers and acquaintance.

Of course and as "Momma" has said before, Reilly sometimes barks too —though it's sometimes hard to tell with her slightly-angle-shaped tail—she has people, fellow puppies of hers, and others whom she does not like—although it's even sometimes hard to tell when her tail's definitely to the left. Additionally
Now, if only Reilly had someone (especially if "Momma"'s thinking is correct) for her like other puppies have someones for them (and as "Momma" said, Reilly greets people incredibly exuberantly!).

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Last Quick-Break-In-The-Promised-Post Cycle, Part Two

Long story short (as far as "Momma" recalls, anyway, since a couple of days have passed since the incident): never cross Reilly in terms of beef-liver-jerky treats unless you want to risk being bitten, targeted for growling, etc.. Trying to steal Camille's chance at getting groomed with the electric toothbrush, Reilly jumped back up on "Mom-Mom"'s lap and would not take "No" for an answer. Finally, "Auntie Michelle" had to roll over Reilly, since even moving her away from Camille and "Mom-Mom" did not work.

"Where's the beef?" At that point, it was where Reilly couldn't get it—and her attempts at stealing Camille's treat ended up like Walter Mondale's campaign, which was a losing attempt, although Reilly certainly had no support of any human female equivalents. In that case, there would've been a special place in Hell for "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole", "Mom-Mom", and "Auntie Michelle"/"Mimi" had they not helped Camille (Granted that Madeline Albright wasn't speaking of canines like Reilly and Camille, though.).

Thursday, April 27, 2017

A Patience-Tried Reilly, How To Bribe Cam For Pictures, Etc..

Even though "Momma" is feeling somewhat better from yesterday, she has a "dogter" whom is not happy with her. In fact, said "dogter" tried to follow "Auntie Michelle" and Camille upstairs, as well as whine and whimper. Meanwhile, she waits once again for "Momma"*.

Speaking of waiting, Camille also was patient with "Auntie Nicole" yesterday: she let "Auntie Nicole" take a few pictures, especially ones for "Mimi":



To Cam: "Say 'Hi, Mimi!'"





However, Camille was not patient with "Mom-Mom" during brushing. Since (like Ralphie with his "BB-gun mania") Camille with gourmandia no "knows no loyalties" (as Ralphie would say), and "aunt-uition" kicked in for "Auntie Nicole"—in other words, "Auntie Nicole" knew that Camille still wanted to be in the kitchen as "Mimi" pulled the chicken (none of which either Reilly or Camille has had so far 🙁). Of course, "Mom-Mom" wasn't happy about "Auntie Nicole" pointing that out!


*Hablando de paciencia, una nota incidental á un persona cierto: yo todavía quiero una respuesta clara de tí. ¿Mi suposición es que pienses que a lo mejor estás eso persona cierto que Reily y yo necesitamos estar en nos vidas, pero es mi suposición correcta? Continúo esforzándome estar paciente mientras espero para tí dar una respuesta clara. Especialmenmte si Yejovah te dice me dar una respuesta clara, dame una respuesta clara: no tener una respuesta afecta una mí confundida y desconsolada por el bien de mí misma y por el bien de Reily.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Somewhat Offbeat: Another Usual Kind Of "What the ****" Day & More Pictures

Today is a little different, though, as "Momma" wasn't hunching over with nausea or trying to not throw up last time—and she also couldn't feel her stomach hurt, spasm, or do whatever it's doing as she tries to type. Perhaps exhaustion partly explains it. Meanwhile, as Reilly patiently waited for "Momma" on Monday night and snuggled by her during the day, she made clear that the exhaustion especially exacerbates her hatred of having her picture taken:


"Fine time to take a picture!"



"!אוי; לא! אני לא אוהבת את זת"



Monday, April 24, 2017

"Professional Lap Sitters", Indeed: Reilly Claims "Momma"'s Lap; Camille Later Claims "Mom-Mom"'s Lap


  1. When "Momma" was sitting outside with Reilly and Camille, "Who wants to sit on my lap?" became answered by Reilly blocking Camille and jumping on "Momma"'s lap—and Reilly (as "Momma" recalls) jumped seamlessly (at least once she jumped to blocked Camille).
  2. When "Mom-Mom" got the electric brush for Reilly and Camille, "Who wants a treat?" became answered by Camille actually jumping onto "Mom-Mom"'s lap to be brushed and get her treat for being brushed.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Two Reilly Highlights (Ri-lights?) For the Night


  1. Reilly once again refused to "go potty" without a belly rub, and she gave "Auntie Michelle" an "eyebrows and all" look when "Auntie Michelle" suggested that she "go potty" prior to getting a belly rub next time. She also was on the hunt for a mysterious creature ("[F]reaked out, but determined.").
  2. "Momma" has realized for a while that she herself inadvertently ended up naming Reilly for other Jewish matriarchs, including Rosalia Korschová Munková—and she thought that only "Auntie Michelle" did that with Camille. Meanwhile, she's pretty sure by this point that the Rosalita "McCoy" Reilly was Sephardic through her father.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Of Course, Not Only "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" Has Rough Days. For Example...

Yesterday was a rough day for Reilly when some pizza burned in the oven (and everyone knows how Reilly likes when the oven has any smoke emitting from it), and "Momma" had to (try to) soothe her with scritches and belly rubs (which at least somewhat worked, even though she widely-eyed shook and panted for a bit). Reilly also had to deal with Camille being a little aggressive in the pre-walk excitement earlier. This isn't to say that there weren't points at which Reilly was entirely innocent in everything or that Camille didn't suffer anything rough during the day, though.

In fact, Reilly scared Camille away from her own crate because of the treats in it; and Camille absolutely refused to get into her crate during naptime (She ended up napping by exhausted "Auntie Nicole".). To make things even worse for Camille, Reilly decided to take her treats out of her crate once naptime was over for both—notwithstanding that "Momma" guessed that Reilly might want to be out of her crate to join Camille and her "Mama" imperfecta—and she got aggressive with Camille when Camille's turn to get treats after being brushed came, and "Momma" had to try to roll her over.

By the way, "Momma" will not be changing Reilly's name (or any related name for that matter), despite that, that might be rough for Reilly if she could understand why having "Reilly" might be rough for a while*.

*Long before a certain ex newsman became an ex newsman for a reason, "Reilly" was named "Reilly" because of family history and other factors, notwithstanding that a human "Reilly" became a shame among the Roghallach clan—then again, "Momma" and Reilly don't have to worry about that (at least as much) because Reilly's a MaltiJewish Reilly, mainly through her "Pop-Pop"'s side (and Camille, e.g., is named partly after "Auntie Nicole"'s and "Mimi"'s great-four-times-grandmother Dominika Wierzbinska Czerniecka).

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Somewhat Offbeat: A Usual "What The ****" Kind Of Day For "Momma"

Mother's Day might definitely (forgive the language) suck for "Momma", and not because of Reilly—"Mom-Mom" might make "Momma"'s Mother's Day hard, as if she isn't increasingly making life hard for "Momma" in general and in terms of being a good "Momma" to Reilly. For example:

  1. "Mom-Mom" gave "Momma" a hard time for trying to make coconut-flour matzah on the last day of Pesach, and—unless "Mom-Mom" reads this blog entry like she read the one about her own remarks or somehow else finds out that "Momma" was already worried about Reilly having gotten some coconut flour that got onto the floor—the fact that Reilly got some coconut flour and continued to try to get coconut flour despite "Momma"'s explicit "No!" will remain unfound out by "Mom-Mom"—and so will the fact that "Momma" called the vet because she was worried (The vet stated that Reilly should be fine, by the way.).
  2. "Mom-Mom" also gave "Momma" a hard time for forgetting to put sweet potatoes in tin foil before she baked them (Excuse "Momma"'s ADD, "Mom-Mom"—by the way, reading that blog entry apparently did not change "Mom-Mom"'s attitude toward "Momma")—this is notwithstanding that "Auntie Nicole" later had to tell Camille to get away from near the open oven as the baking pan was cooling.
😩. At least "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" knows that she may not ever be the one cooking anything if and/or when she has a helpmate for herself and a "Daddy" for Reilly*.

*En paso, a un cierto persona: ¿eres seguro que yo estaría una buena madre si yo me convertiría una madre a niños humanas? Ya estoy una mala "Mamá" a Reily. Incidentemente, perdonáme si mi español es imperfecto. Por lo que sé, no tengo la facilidad para los idiomas que tienes.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Reilly Does Not Have Astigmatism!

"Momma" does not know where "Auntie Michelle" got the idea that she does, notwithstanding that "Auntie Michelle" herself has astigmatism and would be able to notice astigmatism better than "Momma" would. Besides, "Momma" looked at Reilly's eyes today, and she didn't see signs of astigmatism—or at least any significant signs—and the vet didn't see any signs at Reilly's vet appointment. Even "Mom-Mom" saw no signs—and the only reason that "Momma" asked "Mom-Mom" is to have someone else off of whom to bounce "Auntie Michelle"'s idea.

By the way, "Auntie Michelle" apparently saw it in Reilly's right eye, which certainly is not affected by astigmatism; and "Momma" had the impression that it was Reilly's left eye to which "Auntie Michelle" referred!

Monday, April 17, 2017

Somewhat Offbeat: A Few Remarks From "Mom-Mom" Over the Past Few Days & A Note To Someone


"After Mom-Mom" said that "Momma" doesn't love Reilly as much as she loves Cam, "Momma"/"Auntie" got incredibly sarcastic with her and sent her this picture—which she took for her phone wallpaper—this morning: "You're right: I don't love Reilly or ever try to take pictures of her."

She also sent an earlier picture:



"She wanted me to take her picture."

"Mom-Mom" later said that "it's about time" instead of apologizing to "Momma".

Remarks like that sting, and especially after (for example) "Mom-Mom" already accused "Momma" of being "lazy" for not putting Reilly's soft food in the fridge right away or in a jar a few days ago—notwithstanding that "Momma" put it in a bag and tried to put a lid over it before she and Reilly went "night nights"—and "Momma" neither knew or heard that she was supposed to put it way, as she thought that "Auntie Michelle" was supposed to put it away that time. But if se did hear it, she forget that she heard it due to her ADD—and she can't just "train [herself]" to manage it better.

Speaking of which, "Momma" has a quick note for someone:

¿Porqué hiciste pensar que yo fuera áspera con respecto a qué ella dijo a mí a eso un momente? Yo no fuera áspera. Por cierto, pienso que entiendo quiere con respecto a una situación específica en relación a Reily; pero dime lo que quiere á alguno punto, por lo menos si y/o cuando Yejovah quiere que dime lo—¿puede lo hacer?—y esto es muy dificil por mí pedir, pero necesito lo hacer porqué, por ejemplo, no tener una repuesta clara afecta exacerbaciones de mi enfermedades mentales. 

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Easter 2017 Card From Reilly



PS Reilly would not put that paw down for anything—when she wants her belly rubs, she stretches her legs out and keeps that one up in particular.

Happy Easter From "Momma" and Reilly!

Be on the lookout for an Easter card from Reilly soon—she (albe very begrudgingly) did a Passover card, after all.

By the way, remember that Easter/Resurrection Day/ Día de la Resurrección/ יום התחיית/ , celebrates miracles*—including the Exodus*, since Easter commemorates Aviv/Nisan 16, the day after Israel left Egypt and the day on which Jesus is believed to have risen from the dead in 3793 (on April 5, 33)—and the hope of the Resurrection Of the Dead—which is a big deal for pets and pet owners alike, since no human or animal is guaranteed the next moment, let alone tomorrow—and especially nowadays, humans and pets are either almost as much as or equally in danger of not seeing each other tomorrow (Ask, e.g., Gary Fisher ☹—his "Mommy" is not here to celebrate Easter with him.).


*And "Momma" really needs a miracle—if (and, as "Momma" and Reilly believe) the Resurrection did happen, can't God perform an albe-smaller-and-nonethless-important miracle to a "Momma" whom needs miracle after miracle, even when small miracles like occasional IBS-flareup reliefs happen for her and Reilly's sakes?

Friday, April 14, 2017

Explaining IBS To Reilly, and How Reilly Deals With "Momma"'s IBS Flareups

For example, one IBS flareup occurred due to the self-cleaning-oven incident today—and Reilly's stress stressed "Momma" out. Others occur quite frequently, with—for instance—poor Ri having to deal with when "Momma" has IBS flareups at night. The ways in which "Momma" has explained IBS and IBS flareups to Reilly include telling Reilly when "['Momma's'] colon and bladder [or bladder and colon] are acting funny" to just telling Reilly that "['Momma's'] having an IBS flareup."

Of course, "Mom-Mom" and "Auntie Michelle" aren't exactly compassionate or helpful about that, and "Momma" doesn't need uncompassionate and unhelpful family*schwer zu sein genug a Yid, un a Yid vemen hot a shlafkeyt fun gederem ðŸ˜« !

*Incidentemente, persisto preguntar al un persona cierto: ¿estás me dando una respuesta clara eventualmente or continuando no me dar una  respuesta clara? La necesito para mí y Reily.

Thursday, April 13, 2017

A Day To Let the Self-Cleaning Oven Clean & A Freaked-Out Reilly

And "Momma" thought that Reilly was freaked out over the harness and leash—poor baby! Notwithstanding that windows and the backdoor with the albe-closed screendoor are open, the fans are on, and the aide whom comes over every day to help "Momma" get out and walk is here, Reilly is sufficiently freaked out—and notwithstanding "Momma"'s assurances, either. "Momma" has decided to leave Reilly in the crate for the meantime, then, and Reilly's stress—which "Momma" is trying to let Reilly work out at present—is freaking "Momma" out. As for Camille, meanwhile, she freaked out for a while and is okay now.

By the way, the self-cleaning oven has needed cleaning for a while; and "Mom-Mom" or "Auntie Michelle" could've been nice enough to let the self-cleaning oven clean for Pesach, since "Momma
warms up matzah in there and would like to avoid as much chametz v'se'or as possible during Pesach—they didn't, though someone else probably would've nice enough to let Reilly out for Pesach.

¡Pobre Reilicita!

∗Nota al él, incidentalmente: ¿estás me dando una respuesta clara eventualmente or continuando no me dar una  respuesta clara? ¡Soy muy frustrata en esto momente! Feliz Pascua y Día de la Resureción a tí, por cierto.

Why Reilly Actually Ran Away From The Harness & Leash Last Night

While part of the running away from the harness and leash last night was an expression of impatience, another part of it was that Reilly—as "Momma" (as she recalls) suspected could actually be the case, or at least part of the case, last night—honestly freaked out and thought that "Momma" was going to go take her to "go potty" where "Mr. Bumblebee" and his friends (the carpenter bees in the backyard)—as "Momma" figured out when she had to trick Reilly to get the harness and leash on her for her to "go potty", and the only way for "Momma" to get Reilly to get on her harness and leash was to get her to go into her crate, close the crate door, and reopen the crate door and make sure that she didn't burst out and run away.

She begrudgingly got on her harness and leash, although she would not find a "potty spot" or even really try to find one for anything—carpenter bees scare her enough to either make her run back to the door of the house or make her run into the backyard without "Momma" and find her "potty spot" far away from the porch, and usually near or within the more-immediate vicinity of the squirrel-monopolized and whence-"nasties"-prosefuly-drop bird feeder. As is one of her customs during this carpenter bee season, she chose to run back onto the porch as soon as she could whenever she could and finally affected "Momma" to just take her inside and try to take her "potty" again later.

By the way, here's Reilly just over an hour ago waiting for "Momma" to wrap up for the night—and maybe waiting for someone else, too. Also, Happy First Day of Pesach and Blessed Maundy Thursday*, including to a certain someone for whom Reilly might be waiting, from "Momma" and Reilly.



*Especially to others whom believe that Maundy Thursday and Good Friday had a profound significance. Incidentally, "Momma" thinks that Reilly would be a lot nicer to Pilate than she ever would were she back in those days—let's just say that "Momma" would describe Pilate at the very least as "actually a very-mean man" to Reilly, and she talks to Reilly about matters of religion and faith in a way that a puppy can understand quite often.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

One Heart-Breaking & One Hilarious Moment

On the second day of the early Pesach observance:


  1. Reilly finally had it and ran away from night-owl "Momma" when "Momma" wanted to put back on her harness and leash, since "Auntie Michelle" took it off despite knowing that "Momma" can't get Reilly to go upstairs like she's supposed to without Reilly having the harness and leash on, and "Momma" had to bribe Reilly with matzah crumbs and actually go by the hallway gate.
  2. When Reilly and Camille heard a car-door sound in a video, they thought that "Mom-Mom" was home and ran to the front door. Then Reilly was even more confused and started barking loudly when she heard a truck outside.
By the way, as much as it is hard to be a Jew, it surely is interesting when you have puppies like Reilly and Camille around—as, for example, Reilly following "Momma" around for matzah crumbs reminds "Momma", and Reilly's bringing out of gray hairs in her Jewish "Momma" reminds her.

Also, by the way, a Happy Belated National Pet Day to all from "Momma" and Reilly.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

First Day Of the Early Pesach Observance...And No Card Yet...

At least "Momma" completed part of what she needed to complete for the card photoshoot, though—and to say that Reilly did not like some of the pre-photoshoot preparation is needless, as she hates trying on anything and having her photo taken in general.

Meanwhile, both Reilly and Camille received some matzah pieces as treats—beyond that, neither Reilly nor Camille partook in any of the dietary requirements for Pesach; and they'll receive more matzah in the coming days (י ר י ל ר). As for other treats? If they're, e.g., macaroons with chocolate or matzah-ball-mix-formed matzah balls, lo! Besides, having Reilly wait for matzah crumbs to drop while "Momma" was sprinkling matzah crumbs into the matzah-ball-soup-turned-matzah-ball-mix soup added more gray hairs to "Momma"'s head, as that particular brand of matzah-ball mix contains onion powder—and so did being afraid of Reilly getting even the slightest crumb of chocolate-chip-containing macaroons.