"Momma" Gets Acute Reillyitis When...

Reilly barks like a banshee or even a klipeh. Even this morning (and as "Momma" types), Reilly has been barking ceaselessly—and her friend which is known as the spray bottle was utilized multiple times—not to mention that Camille was sprayed, too.

Of course, working-from-home-today "Mom-Mom" was of no help—had she rolled over Reilly and asked "Who rules?" like a friend of "Grandaunt Frannie" taught "Momma" while they were visiting her, Reilly would've stopped barking. As "Momma" has written:

"This is also another reminder of why "Momma" needs a "Daddy" for Reilly as both "Momma" and "Reilly" get older—besides, an as-possible-as-able man would be able to have authority over Reilly than 5'1.75"-and-afflicted-with-CP-and-Scoliosis "Momma". Granted that, for example, the main person who inspired "Momma" to write about Reilly got frustrated when "Momma" once complained about her state in her life—as he understandably viewed "Momma"'s complaining as being a pity-party schtick, as most other people view it because they don't get how hard it is for "Momma"."

Seriously, the sooner that God sends "Momma" a helpmate and Reilly a "Daddy", the better.

Like Heck If "Momma" Knows How Reilly Got Fleas, And "Momma"'s Impatience (Or Something) With God

Imagine that Reilly and Camille come up to greet you every morning. Then imagine the following sequence of events from today:

1. "Mom-Mom" tells you to hurry up and "Auntie Michelle"—the greeters' sender—that she wants Reilly off your bed.
2. You find out that Reilly has fleas—and you ask, "Are you serious?"
3. "Mom-Mom" yells at you and blames you for the fleas "BECAUSE OF THE FILTH IN YOUR ROOM!"
4. You later find out that "Mom-Mom" saw only two fleas on Reilly, and the fleas weren't even on or in Reilly's skin.
5. "Mom-Mom" won't answer your question as to how Reilly could've gotten fleas, and tells you to not tell anybody that Reilly might have fleas. The case later turns out to be that Reilly had only those two fleas; she perhaps could've gotten them from another dog (though "Mom-Mom" wouldn't answer the question about whether that's a possibility), and "Mom-Mom" was worried about flea eggs in your room & on Reilly.
6. "Mom-Mom" was able to spray down the room, etc. with anti-flea spray and get any flea eggs off of Reilly. Meanwhile, she earlier dismissed that your room isn't as clean as you'd—let alone she'd—like it to be because of your Cerebral Palsy (e.g., lack of physical strength), Depression (e.g., a lack of enough energy), ADD, and OCD/Anxiety (e.g., afraid of throwing something valuable away—and as "Momma" told "Mom-Mom", "[what "Momma" has up there is] not all trash").

Then people wonder why "Momma" can't be as patient with God about having a "Daddy" for Reilly as Camille and Reilly can be with "Auntie Nicole"/"Momma" in general.

Camille's Very Patient With "Auntie Nicole", Too

Just as much as Reilly as a "dogter" has been affected by "Momma"'s difficult times, Camille as a furniece has been affected. Nonetheless, Reilly and Camille still somehow love "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole". In fact, for example, Camille was napping across from "Auntie Nicole"'s feet the other day:

By the way, pets can teach people a few lessons. For example, one lesson is that you should tell someone that you love him or her—whether in familial, romantic, or other ways—if and when you can—after all, for instance, maybe Reilly's "Great-Great-Granddad" Czarnecki would've made it to 112 (on October 24th) had he felt more loved in his life (and hurt people do hurt people, as he hurt others during his lifetime. Incidentally, do Hillary and insidious RINO Trump want to ban cars, bridges, and lessons on how to jump while they advocate banning guns? After all, Reilly's "great-great-granddad" committed suicide by blocking traffic on Falls River Bridge and jumping off of the bridge 52 years ago on December 2, 2016).

For another example, pets can save lives of especially those with physical and mental disabilities—including mental illnesses. In fact, Reilly and Camille are honestly among the reasons that "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" has not tried suicide—for instance, what would happen to Reilly if "Momma" did succeed in a suicide attempt; and would Reilly even remember "Momma" if "Mom-Mom" gave Reilly to a shelter? What if "Momma" didn't succeed, on the other hand; and what if she ended up in a horrid condition like Reilly's "Grandaunt" Mary did? Besides, what if things do get better for "Momma" and maybe, for instance, Reilly will soon have a "Daddy"?

Nonetheless, "Momma" does think about how she and Reilly are getting older, anyway . Speaking of getting older, by the way, Reilly's cousin turns one years old tomorrow (Happy Birthday, Shelby!)—and Shelby is a bright spot in any day that Reilly's "Momma" gets to visit her, as well as a bright spot in any day that Reilly and Camille get to see and/or sniff her (not like Donald Trump sniffs, though. Incidentally, "Momma" wonders how Reilly would react to Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton if she ever met them.).

Reilly As An Example Of How A Pet Owner's Mental Illnesses Affect His Or Her Pets

The difficult time that "Momma" has endured is affecting Reilly (Poor baby!), too. As one can see, Reilly looks tired and worried for "Momma".

"Momma" added these two pictures because Reilly was patiently waiting for her to wrap up last night (11:01 PM EST)

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?