Still A Difficult Time For Reilly—And "Momma"

Reilly continues to be very patient as "Momma" endures a difficult time, and "Momma" nonetheless suspects that some of Reilly's compulsive behaviors are due to her. For example, Reilly seems to clean her paws frequently—just like "Momma" washes her hands frequently, since she has OCD/Anxiety—and perhaps even Reilly's eating of mulch is part of her compulsive behavior.

"Momma" can't even finish one project that might get her foot in the door, let alone work on the book about Reilly which she's planning. As she's written:

"Especially as "Momma" has gone through heartbreaks such as losing touch with the main person whom inspired her to write about Reilly, Reilly has been "Momma"'s biggest fan—or at least her biggest canine fan—while "Momma" can't always be her biggest fan."

She's also written:

"[T]hat person inspired her to begin becoming a full-time author. In fact, as 'Momma' recalls, she wrote and sent Reilly's first real full biography to the particular person—whom she thinks about every day, and about whom she's told Reilly...
"Incidentally, 'Momma" hopes and prays to reconnect with that person—whom had and still has a huge impact on 'Momma''s life, and whom will hopefully meet Reilly—someday."

To not have the main person whom inspired "Momma" to write about Reilly—and become an author overall—in her life for now only serves to partly flare up her mental illnesses—she even had two OCD/Anxiety episodes this morning, which confused and worried Reilly.

Needlessly to say, Reilly is definitely impacted as "Momma" struggles with mental-illness flareups—which also has affected "Momma"'s and Reilly's sleep at night, and "Momma"'s getting through the day.

This Happened While "Momma" Was Looking At The Golden Moon Tonight...

Someone saw "Momma" outside and started barking—and "Momma" realized that "Reilly" was upstairs with "Mom-Mom" instead of in the family room! So, "Momma" took some pictures—and she had to turn off the flash for the last four pictures, and she had to use the "Autoadjust" feature in Windows Photo Gallery for them.

Bath Day And Post-Bath Photoshoot For Reilly

As one can see, "Auntie Michelle" had to help "Momma" get a photo of Reilly. By the way, the video was taken before the most-recent photo.

As for a photoshoot with Camille...yeah, no—or maybe later. According to "Mom-Mom", "Mimi", and even the witnessing-the-post-bath-brushing-scene "Auntie Nicole", Camille was splishing and splashing, biting, scratching, flopping around to resist getting brushed and trimmed after her bath, and drying off on the chair and couch covers as soon as she could do so—and she ran away from "Mom-Mom" when "Mom-Mom" came toward the chair on which Cam was drying herself—how ironic that a 75%-25% Poodle-Maltese mix hates being in water, let alone getting baths, as much as Cam does!

Incidentally, I assume that ever teaching Cam to swim—let alone in a beach-like lake such as Harvey's Lake—may be out of the equation—besides, "Mimi" would have to teach her to swim, and who knows if she'd ever like take her on a human-family-heritage tour up in Pennsylvania?

Somewhat Offbeat & Since Puppies Are Family Members, Too...

Maybe If "Momma" Can Take Reilly On A Trip To Pennsylvania Someday...

1. "Momma" might try to make aliyah with Reilly from Philadelphia (God willing), since there are relatives there and an airport there.
2. "Momma" has many sites that she wants to visit before she, God willing, makes aliyah with Reilly—among them are the port through which Great-Great-Grandma Gaydos came, Harvey's Lake (where the Rusnak Family reunions are held, just to get Reilly to learn to swim and recall what was good about those reunions), 207 Freed Street (which probably looks a good deal like it did when Great-Granddad and his family lived in 203-207 Freed Street; and Holy Family Cemetery in Sugar Notch (If "Momma" can, she'll have the bodies of relatives exhumed from there, and from wherever else she can, and reburied in Israel.). "Momma" also wants to take Reilly to some of those sites.
3. "Momma" wants Reilly to meet relatives, friends, and other loved ones and associates thereof in Pennsylvania.

Besides, Reilly is "Momma"'s dogter. So, why can't Reilly know about the history of her human family? If only Reilly had a "Daddy" to get her and "Momma" up there, meanwhile!

Yesterday, Reilly begrudgingly looked at the camera here and waited for a walk. Besides, she's got to get bored of "Momma" being one of the few human family members around once in a while.

A Habit That Reilly Has Taken Up & Whether Reilly Is Actually A Dog 😉

Last night, "Momma" mentioned how stubborn-headed Reilly sometimes won't move without a belly rub or at all when she goes "night nights"—even last night, the stubbornhead decided to not to put her head back on the pillow without a belly rub. Incidentally, "Momma" ought to take a picture of Reilly resting her head on the pillow one time.

Meanwhile, "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" wonders whether Reilly and Camille are actually adult puppies (dogs) or sheep, goats, alpacas, or llamas 😉—they really do snack like sheep, goats, alpacas, or llamas, though!

Camille ate a "nasty", as "Auntie Nicole" could tell.

"I'll Go Potty, But Not Without A Belly Rub" And Related Incidents

That's how "Auntie Michelle" described the message that Reilly sent when she rolled over when "Auntie Michelle" asked her if she needed to "go potty". At least, according to "Auntie Michelle", "[my] sweetness doll finally listened and 'went potty'" when "Auntie Michelle" took Reilly "potty"—long after she should have taken her, which is the kind of **** that causes "Momma" snap & lose her **** at least from time to time, albe that it gives "Momma" time to write blog entries about Reilly.

(Nonetheless, being taken advantage of due to having a disability, whether intentionally or unintentionally on the part of "Auntie Michelle", is far from fun and a cause of why "Momma" often gets to bed late—waiting for Auntie Michelle to take Reilly "potty" and being in the middle of a blog entry when "Auntie Michelle" and "Reilly" come back inside often causes "Momma" to have to make Reilly wait to go back upstairs.).

Meanwhile, Reilly will do the same to "Momma"—that is, stubbornly not move unless she gets a belly rub—and sometimes refuse to move at all, regardless of whether she gets a belly rub—this is particularly not fun for "Momma" when, for example, she has to adjust her blankets at the foot of her bed to keep her perpetually-cold right foot warm or run to the restroom due to an IBS flareup (and incidentally, Reilly still barks like a banshee—or klipeh—quite often). "Momma", then, either persists and get stubborn Reilly to move, tries to get around Reilly if she can (since Reilly has taken up the habit of sharing a pillow with "Momma" and makes "Momma"'s getting out of bed and to the restroom on time hard when she won't move) or decides to fight the IBS flareups or sleep with a cold foot for Reilly's sake.

Here, Reilly is begging for Camille to play with her, although "Momma" thought that she was begging for a belly rub!

By the way, "Momma" is whom has encouraged Reilly to share her pillow—"Come on, Reilly. Move up."; "Reilly; put your head on the pillow."; "Reisy, do you want some more of the pillow?"—and having Reilly sleep beside "Momma" makes breathing for "Momma" a lot easier, especially when Reilly is not laying on the blankets and causing the blankets to weigh down on "Momma", whose colon (due to her IBS) is already weighing down on her diaphragm quite a bit of the time when she lays down (which is actually, as she's read, quite common in people which IBS).

"Momma", "Momma" should mention, has explained IBS flareups to Reilly with phrases such as "My bladder and my colon are acting funny." She's also explained IBS in more detail, though she's explained it per how puppies can understand it.

The day before, Camille laid near Reilly as "Auntie Nicole" was laying down for a nap. IBS is sadly part of what's kept "Auntie Nicole" from getting a job, although she at least gets to watch Camille (and Reilly) during the day and nap when she can (since IBS, comorbidly with Depression and other issues, affects her sleep; and Reilly has been affected by that.).

My Favorite Version Of "Hallelujah", Though I'd Change Some Lyrics—And A Few Reasons Why I'd Change Them

• I'd switch around "minor" and "major" and "minor fall and major lift".

• I'd change "but" to "though" for all of the verses
• I'd change Verse 3 to:

"Baby, I've been here before—I can't count how many times I've walked this God-damned floor—and this was all before I ever really knew ya"

• I'd add this verse (and if anyone is guessing, you're right that this is a "**** you" to Amy Grant's and her songwriters' incorrect theology—plus, an allusion to Job):

"The LORD, Who gives and Who takes away,

"Deserves my praise; that's all that I'll say—

"And as for your 'broken melody'—well, screw ya!

"And what you've done's worse than how I said

"'If Jesus really rose from the dead,

"'There's nothing 'better than a "Hallelu YAH!"'"

1. For me, this song doesn't have to necessarily be romantic (or at least exclusively romantic).
2. My paternal grandfather did not like music (or at least didn't like it until. as I found out later, his final days, to the surprise of my father and my grandmother. When he preferred to watch the live version of "The Sound Of Music" over a football game while he was in the hospital, my father told my sister and me, my father was thinking "Who are you?" and wondering if someone had taken Pop-Pop over.)
3. I think of every floor that I've walked one too many times (because of, e.g., OCD/Anxiety), and I think of everyone whom's tried to smugly (or however else) lord everything over me (whether they've been right or wrong). I have family members (including belated ones) whom insisted on wanting to think that they were right about everything, etc.
4. Even though (or because) I'm a Christian, I really dislike (and sometimes even hate, even though I shouldn't hate) the hypocrites and the Bible flouters like the "Better Than A Hallelujah" songwriters—even, e.g., Paul praised Jesus in his weakest moments and the Song in Revelation was a praise, even in so far as the martyrs were (and are, and will be) concerned.

By the way, I probably dislike the hypocrites that much because I'm a Jewish Christian—taking away the Jewish context of the Scriptures will automatically dilute the Holiness of Yehovah in the eyes of others, and taking away (for example) that David and others always (or at least overall) ended with praising Yehovah in even the psalms that were lamentations allows for songs that "are better than a 'Hallelu Yah!'"