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Sunday, September 4, 2016

Especially When Nobody Else Loves "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole"...

Reilly and Cam are there to remind Reilly's "Momma" that there are loving creatures in the world, including creatures whom are best friends:







And pets who love their human parents, even when they try to avoid having their pictures taken or have to deal with their parents taking those "one last" pictures before "night nights" time:



And pets who can both sit outside on an Autumn-like day and begin misadventures like barking and eating mulch on that otherwise-languid End of Summer day.






Friday, September 2, 2016

Natural Disasters And Other Crises, And Worries About Two Puppies

Just the other night, Cam was resting on Ri's blanket while she was waiting for "Mimi" to get ready for bed.



Meanwhile, Hermine made landfall in Florida yesterday; Davao City experienced a terror attack; and every day, even in our homeland, Jews—including "Momma"—face the threat of Anti Semitism—and part of the threat in the Diaspora is a Donald Trump presidency (Just a few days ago, for example, Donald Trump's namesake son retweeted Holocaust denier Kevin MacDonaldand this despite that remains of Holocaust victims were found at the once-Nazi-overtaken Max Planck Institute.).

Thus, "Momma" wonders how she's going to get Reilly to safety in any event—let alone if she has to flee to Canada or risk dying while she tries  to make aliyah. Getting Camille to cooperate during a tornado warning last time was hard—and she hated getting her harness and leash on for a while after that, let alone being tricked to go into the crate every time that she was tricked—and she also hated when I had to block the entrance to the crate and the entrance to the crate area to get her to stay.

Therefore, and even though Reilly cooperated during the tornado warning, how is "Momma" going to get can-be-just-as-stubborn Reilly to cooperate if she and Reilly have to flee from a terror attack, the United States, and even the Jewish Diaspora altogether? Besides, to cope with how Reilly will be living away from her best friend might be hard.


Thursday, September 1, 2016

In Any Case, "Momma" Worries About Reilly In Light Of November 9, 2016

"Momma" has made quite clear what she thinks about the whole Trump-Clinton debacle. Either way, she worries about Reilly—and herself!—and as far as she knows, even the Reilly who saved her "Momma"'s life cannot save "Momma" from the worst-case scenario unless God pulls off a miracle!

As for whether "Momma" can save Reilly, "Momma" can't even lift her Reilly's cousin up on a table to watch the rainhow, then, is she going to be able to help ReillyBesides, "Momma" could use help being a better "Momma" to Reilly in any case, let alone if she ever has a chance to give Reilly human siblings in the future—after all, Reilly would be a good "sister" (and she even picked up Camille by the scruff once, although she got into trouble for being like a mother to Camille!).

By the way, "Momma" will—if God wills—tell Reilly who she thinks, or at least hopes, that Reilly's "Daddy" eventually may be—and she'll see how Reilly reacts, though what ultimately happens is up to God. Also, she won't share Reilly's reaction unless anyone whom "Momma" mentions to Reilly ends up being Reilly's "Daddy"!

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Good Reilly, Bad Reilly (Or Good Reilly Even When She's Behaving Badly)—And Life-Saving Reilly

Last week and on Sunday, "Momma" was feeling like no longer being around. When "Momma" asked God why she should keep being around—since being disabled and having mental illnesses, and thus still single and unemployed, makes her feel worthless—Reilly literally saved her "Momma"'s life. Particularly on Sunday, Reilly must've heeded God when she licked "Momma"'s hand about five times—since "Momma" asked that Reilly's licking her hand would be a sign that she should still be around.

However, Reilly isn't always that good—for example, she again burst out the back door to eat mulch. This time, she burst while "Momma" was carefully carrying a salad bowl out onto the back-porch table. Of course, "Mom-Mom" blamed "Momma" and even had to use one of the spray bottles to try to get Reilly out of the mulch—never mind that Reilly was told to stay multiple times and engaged in behavior that could've easily caused "Momma" to fall, stab herself with a Cutco knife, or have the bowl shatter and put Reilly and Camille in danger of eating salad with dressing that had garlic and onions.

Perhaps, meanwhile, an irony that God used Reilly to save "Momma" two days before she could've caused "Momma" to endanger lives exists. 

Sunday, August 28, 2016

As a Dog Owner, Reilly's "Momma" Has One Advantage Of Having OCD/Anxiety

As "Momma" previously wrote, she at least has the advantage of protecting Reilly from certainly fatality (Yehovah willing, anyway)—not to mention that my having Depression also provided Reilly an advantage in her first year:

"Despite my OCD, etc., Reilly is honestly among the reasons that I'm still alive. I missed much of her first year for several reasons, among them being—if not with most of them stemming from—that I'd oversleep due to a Depression flareup...At least, meanwhile, Reilly got some naps when Michelle would bring Reilly upstairs to my room and there while I overslept—and puppies need up to 20 hours of sleep per day.

"Sometimes, though, as much as I love Reilly (and oftentimes, if not always, because I love my "dogter"), she and/or matters concerning her can affect mental-illness flareups—such as the incident in which I meticulously looked for a chocolate which I probably drop [sic.] with even a flashlight just in case I dropped it."

Of course, though, "Momma" still wonders what she'll do if she can't catch Reilly if Reilly eats a fatal or close-to-fatal "nasty" such as chocolate, an excess amount of mulch, and raisins—and she already has a hard time keeping Reilly away from the open and often-has-dripped-down-"nasties" dishwasher that Reilly licks or tries to lick. 

Bath Day Post-Bath Photo Shoot

For Cam, it was only one treat-bribed picture. For Reilly, it was all treats or no cooperation.










An always-devoted Camille sits with "Mimi" while "Mimi" chats with a friend.


Is Cam helping "Mimi" at the computer? ;-)







She's trying to escape a picture.





Cam got a treat as a reward for this photo.












Sleepy Sunday, A Rare Time That Reilly Cooperates For Photos, And Uncooperative-For-Bathtime Camille

As "Momma" has written, she stays home with the girls as opposed to going to church. After all, she feels more welcome by them than she does by any church—and she can even get Reilly to cooperate for pictures for churchgoing "Mom-Mom" and "Auntie Michelle". She can also get Reilly to cooperate for photos when she tells Reilly that she wants to show everybody how pretty she is.

As for when uncooperative-for-bathtime Camille has to take a bath, like she had to do today, Reilly can lead Camille into trouble. For example, as "Momma" was typing and "Mom-Mom" took Cam outside to give her a post-bath trim, Ri decided to burst out the back door to go each mulch and get Cam to join her—never mind that Cam had already tried to bite "Mom-Mom" and "Mimi" at least twice while she was getting brushed and trimmed, especially when she was getting trimmed.

Incidentally, "Momma" wonders how she herself's ever going to be able to give Reilly baths—she used to do so when Reilly was smaller and could be given baths in the sink, though "Mom-Mom" didn't allow her to do it. At least when "Mom-Mom" wasn't home, "Momma" wasn't allowed to bathe her—and now "Mom-Mom" doesn't allow "Momma" to help with bathing Reilly. Meanwhile, Reilly has become much-more cooperative with baths than she had been when she was a young puppy.


Forgive the blurriness. Here, I was laughing at Reilly's cuteness (as I recall) and moved the phone.


I had to hold up a ball-shaped peach and my finger to get her to look up for at least two of the pictures.


This one doesn't act so cute when she's biting "Mimi" and "Mom-Mom".