"Momma"'s Not Exactly A Gift To Her Two-Year-10-Month-Old Birthday Girl...

She tolerates "Momma" and probably has to "Keep Calm And Pray On" to tolerate her. By the way, Reilly gets every month birthday marked in some way—even with just a sentiment such, "It's your [e.g., 2-year-and-10th]-month birthday! Happy Birthday, Reilly!" 

Maybe she'll be able to mark this birthday with a special gift. 

PS Getting chased by a jealous Camille who just pawed Reilly up to five times after she bit her cheek in a dominance display does not help the poor birthday girl (or "birthday pup?).

I Remember Where I Was When...

I heard the full "I Have a Dream" speech, at least really for the first time and at least the part that's usually heard. It was in my dad's former church, Epiphany Episcopal in Odenton (Remember that Dad's an Anusi—still unhappy that I found out that we're Jews—and I had to spend every other weekend at with my dad until November 2006—that weekend was worth it.).

As I recall, it was on the left side of the front of the sanctuary, and there was certainly a speaker (or projector or other kind of media-playback device) on that side—and because it was within the time of MLK Day or one of the anniversaries of the "I Have a Dream Speech", the pastor had it played in the sanctuary after the service and encouraged people to listen to it.

While I can't exactly remember the details, I remember the impression that it left—and now I'm wondering how after that long ago (when a Jewish boy had just turned three years old five days before) anyone could've voted for Donald Trump (and gave to that now-almost-57-year-old Jewish man more reason to have an excuse to deny being a Jew) and how anyone could've voted for Donald Trump in the Name of Jesus (a Jew whom created women like Epiphany's priest and one of Epiphany's African-American congregants whom I shall never forget—and I'd mention her by name if I wasn't in dread that someone would use my mention of her by name to hurt her).

For Donald Trump voters whom were alive at the time of the March on Washington, old enough to remember, and/or even in Washington, by the way, did you forget where you were when you voted for Donald Trump; or was the March on Washington a joke to you; or do you have another reason as to why you voted for an embodiment of the nightmares of Dr. King (not to mention the embodiment of the nightmares of Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel and others whom marched with Dr. King)? 

The Inaugural Pupresidential Portraits And Still Waiting On Reilly's "Daddy"

These are actually more pre-birthday portraits than they are inaugural portraits. Besides, Reilly could never be a president of any country—as she's proven at just shy of 2.83 years old—and she's quite a bit for "Momma" to handle, and "Momma" could use a little help from whomever Reilly's "Daddy" is (especially if he is who "Momma" thinks that he is).

If There's Ever An Example Of A Human Rubbing Off On A Puppy...

Maybe "Momma" does rub off on Reilly, just like "Mom-Mom" thinks (e.g., "Just like her 'Momma'".). Then again, Reilly in at least a few ways is a better example—speaking of examples, one example is the way that Reilly can be much more patient than "Momma" and with "Momma"—even when she is understandably mad and tired because "Momma" stayed up a little too late due to worry (albe justified worry, which Reilly does understand is justified—even though Reilly can't understand like humans can ).

For "Momma", While Reilly As a "Dogter" Is Somebody To Love...

She can be a brat—a lovable brat, and nonetheless a brat—and she even ate some of "Mom-Mom"'s parsley plant (or at least some of the dirt in the pot), stole a treat from Camille, and barked inappropriately instead of set a example for her cousin (from whom she stole a treat, anyway!).

Especially when she eats "nasties" like parsley, she flares up "Momma"'s OCD/Anxiety—which is already increased because of "Momma" trying to figure out how she & Reilly will survive of Donald Trump ends up becoming POTUS.

(Anything can happen: he's not inaugurated yet, and he's apparently taking the first two days of his presidency off—and "Momma" and Reilly need a miracle. "Momma" has a hard-enough time taking care of Reilly for how much she can—she doesn't need to end up another victim of Donald Trump, and that Sergei Kovaleski was a victim of Trump and his ableism is quite enough.).


Believe "Momma", by the way, when she tells you that puppy owners—and other pet owners—do consider their furmily—and other famimals*—when they vote ("Momma" also didn't vote for Clinton, and Reilly is apuplitical.).

As for Reilly's turning a month older...2.83 years don't always make a puppy more obedient—although at least Reilly's baby-puppy-like instead of completely-adult-puppy-like, or even senior-puppy-like.


* "Famimals" is, of course, "family" and "animals".

In Order To Mark Three Days Until Her Hebrew ~2.83rd-Year Birthday...

Reilly, the birthday girl, decided to throw up in her "blankie" and a little on the backdoor mat after she had eaten "nasties" and barked for quite a bit of the previous Hebrew day—and as when "Momma" got into trouble for the recent toilet-paper incident, she got into trouble for "not watching her closely" and had to explain that she told Reilly "No nasties" and even thanked her when she drop a "nasty" (a leaf). If Reilly's foreshadowing what "Momma's" 27th year is going to be like for "Momma"...welcome to Hell, "Momma"—as if "Momma"'s life isn't Hell enough or affecting her to be a bad "Momma" to Reilly.

Ba(rke)d(-Up) Start To the Day

As Reilly's 2.83-year birthday is coming up, Reilly started off the morning by barking like a klipeh as she's been prone to do since ~1.83 years ago. From what "Mom-Mom" recalls, she picked up the habit from four much-older adult puppies in the neighborhood—and someone else has picked up on it since—and Camille, in fact, picked up the barking habit in turn so much so that she was even facing the door to the backyard and barking because of some neighbors whom she saw walking!

"Auntie Nicole" would have a hard time rolling over Camille, and she certainly had a hard time trying to roll over Camille's cousin ⃰  earlier—and the only reason that she could even try to roll over Reilly is because she was sitting up on her bed and Reilly was on the bed with her, and Reilly was facing the bedside window. Reilly put up a fight complete with flailing and thrashing around—and "Momma" couldn't roll over Reilly.




⃰  They're actually twice-removed cousins—as Apple, Reilly's mother, is a grandaunt of Tootsie, Camille's mother.