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.

Why Sexual "Assault" Isn't Really Assault—It's Worse!

"Sexual assault" is actually sexual battery. When I read the news about Abigal Breslin having spoken about being "sexually assaulted", I thought back to my days in criminal-justice college classes—and if only she had been assaulted as opposed to be both assaulted and battered!

Sexual assault—threatening any form of sexual harassment, including any form of sexual battery—is bad enough. Sexual battery is worse, and intentionally or unintentionally calling sexual battery "sexual assault" is mitigating what sexual battery, which is often to almost always preceded by little to no sexual assault whatsoever, is—and sexual battery (which I myself almost mistakenly just called "sexual assault" just now) can happen in the smallest amount of time and totally unexpectedly on the part of the victim.

For example, a woman who's walking up to her apartment complex may not see her rapist assault her as he stalks her—especially as he swiftly and forcibly grabs her, batters her, and physically batters her separately from having physically battered her when he sexually battered her. Similarly, the middle-school student at her locker may not see her perverse male classmate assaultingly hover behind her and reach his hands out to commit battery against her. Jennifer Christie had the first kind of case happen to her (except for that she was in a hotel and battered prior to being grabbed); and too many a female student has the second kind of case happen to her in real life, which is why "Malcolm In the Middle" demonstrated another art-borrows-from-life episode.

By the way, as I recall, I had an experience in which a middle-school classmate put his hand on my backside without my permission or before-it-happened knowledge; although I don't know who he was, and I just frankly nervous-laughed it off, as he did so when quite a few people were walking in the middle-school halls. With a crowded hall and the school being (at the time) Owen Brown...I'm lucky that it wasn't worse, as some forms of sexual battery are worse in degree and form than, notwithstanding that no form of sexual battery is lucky—and I was walking with a walker, so I wasn't exactly going to have time to fully deal with it.

In conclusion, then, let's stop being incorrect about what sexual assault and sexual battery are, since the only way that calling sexual battery "sexual assault" is correct is that it's politically correct—or at least what's thought to be correct in a politicultural or culturopolitical sense.

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.

After the News About Chechen Persecution Camps & Sean Spicer's Comment Re the Holocaust And Assad...

YOU OWN IT IF YOU VOTED FOR TRUMP!

By the way, the "conspiracy theory" that Tr**p colluded with Putin and Assad—which Sean Spicer pretty much just confirmed with his comment re ****** and the gas chambers in the murder camps—is not a leftist one—it is a non-partisan "conspiracy theory" that Sean Spicer just proved!

Also by the way, ****** unfortunately did murder mainly his own people—and we wish that he wasn't one of ours!—one affair during a trade fair in Graz, and all of us (past, present, and future) get murderously blamed for it by a self-hating descendant of the paramours whom acts like nobody else in the world ever had or will ever again have affairs. Similarly hateful, by the way, was a certain Castilian-Aragonese king—and gentiles like Sean Spicer want to emulate self-hating Jews instead of lights unto the nations 🙁.

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. 

An Early "Happy Pesach" From "Momma" and Reilly!

Notwithstanding that Pesach actually begins on the 12th, "Momma" caved and started observing Pesach yesterday because most people who observe Pesach it observe it per the Rabbinical calendar. By the way, be on the lookout for a Pesach card featuring Reilly and Camille. Also, Reilly will get some matzah as a treat and does not need to observe mitzvot v'halacha l'kashrut l'Pesach —meanwhile, only time will tell whether "Momma" and Reilly get a miracle that'll liberate (or at least help liberate) "Momma" (and Reilly) on individual levels.