On A Lighter Note: Camille The Consummate Foodie & Midair Jumps

As one can see, Camille loves her "num-nums" and is impatient enough to beg, claw "Mom-Mom"'s legs, and even jump. Meanwhile, as in these pictures from a while back, the girls are napping after a good walk and other morning-routine activities—including engaging in the consummate-foodie routine, which can wear Cam out :-). 

Case In Point: Trying To Get Camille Up To See the Rain

When the rain began pouring today, I tried to get Camille up to see the rain—since Ri and Cam could sit in their beds on the table and window watch, when the sofa was leaned against the table. Poor Camille was begging to get up there when I asked if Reilly and Camille what was out there and if they wanted to see the rain. Sadly, my Cerebral Palsy rendered—and renders—getting Camille up on the table nearly to entirely impossible.

Must Love Reilly (And "Momma")—And Why Does "Momma" Blog About Reilly Needing A "Daddy" So Much?

"Momma" has already made quite a few of the reasons clear. For example:

1. Given some of what "Momma" has to endure—such as Cerebral Palsy and Depression—
2. Given that "Momma" already has trouble being a good "Momma" to Reilly, going through life alone and lonely—especially this day and age, in which events such as a detrimental Trump or Clinton Presidency could happen—would make being a good "Momma" to Reilly harder. 
3. Even Reilly wants a "Daddy" to help "Momma" raise her.
4. "Momma" can't be a burden on "Mom-Mom" and "Auntie Michelle" forever, can she? Besides, what if—God forbid—something did happen to "Mom-Mom" and/or "Auntie Michelle"—where could or would Reilly and "Momma"—not to mention Camille—go?

Meanwhile, "Momma" is looking out for and waiting for whomever Reilly's "Daddy" is or might be—she already actually has a few possibilities in mind (two in particular), although she won't tell who they are unless one of them does become Reilly's potential "Daddy" (aka, "Momma"'s significant other). Incidentally, Camille has a potential human father—and Reilly has a potential human uncle—what Camille will call her human father, whether or not "Mimi" ("Auntie Michelle")'s current boyfriend ends up being Camille's human father and Reilly's human uncle, is yet to be seen.

A Reminder Of Why Reilly Needs a "Daddy": "Auntie Michelle" Could've Left Reilly And "Momma" To Die!

To make a long story short, I will say that "Auntie Michelle" somehow caused "Mom-Mom" to have to open windows and turn on fans just to get the life-threatening smell out of the kitchen—needlessly to say, that life-threatening smell still lingers as I type! While the life-threatening smell occurred, poor Reilly—who already hates the oven light for whatever reason, and hates smoke because of an incident in which "Momma" burned quite a bit of her own hair and left cheek!—had to be taken outside onto the back porch by "Mom Mom" to be calmed down, and even taken upstairs to be comforted by "Auntie Michelle"!

As for Camille, she had to be put on short-of-breath, fatigued, and headachy "Auntie Nicole"'s lap, and was even shaking at one point. "Auntie Nicole"—who's "Momma" to Reilly—can only imagine what'd've happened had the house caught fire, meanwhile.

On a lighter note, Camille—whose sister Shelby lives in the neighborhood—was happy to sniff Shelby when "Auntie Nicole" came her back from walk and had seen Camille's just-having-come-from-vacation sister—whom, like Camille, looks like she's limping when she runs toward someone, although she and Camille just have a unique little run. From what I'm told, Camille also would go up to Shelby's house and whimper every time that she, "Mimi" (who's "Auntie Michelle" to Reilly), and "Mom-Mom" would pass Shelby's house on every walk during the entire vacation week!

This, by the way, is also part of why "Reilly" needs a "Daddy"—"Momma" wants to be able to take Reilly on walks and enjoy those kinds of moments with her, and "Momma"'s Cerebral Palsy makes walking Reilly alone impossible. By the way, Reilly—if nobody or nothing else—would hopefully be incentive for somebody to be and stay with "Momma".

In the meantime, "Momma" is keeping an eye out for whomever could, would, and (God willing) be Reilly's "Daddy".

Once You Know About Or Even Meet Reilly...

You never forget her. Even when Reilly is behaving badly, she is still a good girl and unique bugger. When she met "Great-Grandma" yesterday, meanwhile, she did her macha barking schpiel (She's such a macher with machisma and likes to say, "Shalom" by barking vociferously.). As for meeting "Pop-Pop", by the way, that is a whole other discussion.

Pictures Of Thursday's Morning Grind For Reilly And Camille, And How Reilly's Barking Can Affect Life Dangers

I almost did not survive to today's morning grind, and the long story made short is this: 

When I woke up at about 5:45-6:00 AM, I had to head to the restroom. Since I have IBS, anyway, I should've headed to the restroom earlier and not waited until Reilly starting barking like a banshee. Since I waited until Reilly started barking and I had to put the muzzle on her, I was already stressed enough. Hurriedly running to the restroom and closing my bedroom door to keep Reilly from escaping my room, I ended up turning around and almost falling down the staircase head first and on my back.

Luckily, I was able to scream for help as I held on to the staircase pole and was able to stay in the precarious position in which I ended up until help arrived (and this is not withstanding that getting lectured about being "a fall risk" by my mother, whom had to help me and also gave me a hard time about my IBS flareups as well as what else she perceives to be my fault, is embarrassing). Then I was able to get the restroom and come back to where Reilly was waiting patiently, although she had barked while I was in there.

When I came back and took the muzzle off of her, I discovered that she'd already gotten it off of herself. She may have gotten it off when I was in the bathroom. although the barks that I heard indicated that she had the muzzle on her and couldn't bark significantly. In any case, I unbuckled the muzzle, went through a schpiel about not barking, gave her scritches, and finally got up early after I couldn't get back to sleep. Besides, Reilly needed to "go potty" and loves going downstairs to see Camille and "Mom Mom" in the mornings, anyway.

Meanwhile, the pictures below show a typical morning grind for Reilly & Camille. The typical grind includes, besides the morning-greeting sessions and "going potty outside":

1. Eating breakfast ("num nums") after a morning walk, with consummate foodie Camille particularly being excited about having her "num nums".
2. Scouring for "nasties" and wanting their human family's food, despite that they just ate.
3. A morning playtime session.
4. Their morning nap (BTW, dogs can sleep up to at least 12 hours in a day!)

Reilly Ringleader And Camille Compadre

While Camille sometimes leads the engagement in bad behaviors (such as a few seconds ago, when she was barking, although Reilly did not follow her lead), Reilly is usually the one whom leads in engaging in bad behaviors such barking, eating nasties such as mulch, as bursting out the back door in the first. Thus, Reilly Ringleader and Camille Compadre (although it should be "Camille La Compadre" or "Camillacompadre [i.e., Camil-la compadre]) continue to be Reilly's and Camille's nicknames. Besides, to come up with equivalents of "Camille Ringleader" or "Reilly Compadre" with alliteration (i.e., "C.C." and "R.R." for equivalents of "Camille Ringleader" or "Reilly Compadre") takes some thought.