#SuperbowlSunday? Reilly Made A Prediction Already?

Maybe. Maybe not. You'll have to watch this #StreamingSunday livestream to find out:



PS Reilly did correctly predict 2018's Superbowl winners.

#FluffyFriday: Reilly the Really-Gregarious Pup, and Winter Wishes From the Aforementioned Really-Gregarious Pup

PS Reilly's and Camille's snow-day book can be found at Amazon! 

#StreamingSaturday: Reilly "Knows What She Wants When And Why" Czarnecki

PS Yes, the scratches are still there. They don't hurt like they did before, though (Reilly hates sitting on "Momma"'s lap for livestreams!).

#TuesdayThoughts: An Example When "Momma"/"Aunt Nicole" Can Relate To Puppy Videos On Twitter

They are, and they are brats as well (Here, they received toys that a family friend got them for Christmas.). pic.twitter.com/jZLT8h2haG

— N.V. Mara Czarnecki (@Nickidewbear) January 8, 2020

The context of that tweet?

They are, and they are brats as well (Here, they received toys that a family friend got them for Christmas.). pic.twitter.com/jZLT8h2haG

— N.V. Mara Czarnecki (@Nickidewbear) January 8, 2020

"Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" personally thinks that Tucker the Golden Retriever just actually wanted to see the baby and say "Hi" to him or her, just like when Reilly and Camille get (though especially Reilly) gets excited when she hears any human sounds (e.g., voices, footsteps). To be fair, nonetheless, Tucker's owners know Tucker better than she does (and she doesn't even know him at all, and they'll still know him better even if she did).

PS Another video with the Reibrat and Cambrat:

#MaltipooMonday: How 2020 Started Off For Reilly, Etc..

And, yes, Reilly is a proud MaltiJew even when she's too sleepy to give "Momma" kisses to acknowledge her Yiddishkeit.

#FluffyFriday & #FunnyFriday: A Serious PSA With Humor, Courtesy Of Reilly Rosalita the Maltipoo

No es Dos Equis—¡no obstante, beba responsablemente!

#ThrowbackThursday & #ThursdayThoughts: How Reilly Saved Her "Momma" From Dying Due to Depression in 2014

If I, Reilly's "Momma", have never really talked about my major Depression flareup in 2014, I will now (and ironically so as patient Reilly waits for her night-owl "Momma"ⁱ, though she did ring the back door bell and paw at the hallway gate a few times to indicate that she wanted to go to bed). Without going into too much detail (and ironically in this instance as well, as I said that I'd talk about the Depression flareup), I'll say this: Reilly (or rather, God through Reilly) literally saved me from dying from starvation due to oversleeping that was caused by the Depression flareup, with the flareup being caused by a relative—"A"—of a former friend of one of my relatives—with whom I understandably disagreed on an issue into which I will not delve here, and "A" was upset that I would dare to talk about it.

I would name exactly who "A" is and state what the issue was if I were not afraid of what she and some of her associates could do to me. After all, "A" took her hatefulness as far as to stalk me on my blog (Trust me when I use the word "stalk", as her visits were constant, obsessive, and within minutes of each other)—and using Feedjit at the time, I could tell that it was her because of the area that Feedjit listed as where the visitor of the blog was roughly located—and to stalk me on LinkedIn—to stalk me on LinkedIn, to try to intimidate me, and she knew that I could see that it was her! She didn't even try to set it to "Private Mode"; and as far as Feedjit, she may have even known that I was using that and could see the statistics! Needlessly to say, I quickly spiraled into a severe Depression flareup which caused to oversleep, which caused me to obviously not eat like I should—since I obviously wouldn't get what nutrition I needed if I slept too much and thus ate too little because I was sleeping when I should've been eating (Besides, oversleeping can have other disastrous effects.).

I was very blessed, then, that Reilly gave me a reason to be here. I was also blessed that she needed up to 20 hours of sleep in her first year. By the way, this is part of why I criticize the militant "Adopt; Don't Shop" types and those whom are more than eagerly quick to demonize surrenders of pets to shelters. As I stated in a recent Facebook comment:

"I feel bad for [a pup that was surrended] and her former owner. At least she seems to be adjusting. It probably broke his heart to have to surrender her. I'd kill myself before surrendering Reilly if I ever had to do so--the self-righteous judgement that I would receive would be too much to bear in addition to the pain of having to give her up. May I never have to surrender one of my reasons for being here--and she saved me from a bad Depression flareup once. Without her, I'd've overslept and starved to death."

Reilly in an Autumn 2019 portrait

ⁱAnd yes, night owlism can come with and mutually contribute to Depression

An Early Card From Reilly

#ThursdayThoughts: Shelby Is Definitely Camille's Sister & Tootsie's Daughter—And A Sister Whom Camille Absolutely Adores!

Reilly and Camille had an opportunity to visit Shelby today, since Reilly's "Momma"/Camille's "Auntie Nicole" got to check in on Shelby during the day—part of which included checking in on her for the second time when her cousin and her sister were on their evening walk. Needlessly to say, the brats—especially Camille—were quite excited to see her, as she was excited—and overwhelmed—to see them!

While Reilly actually even made herself comfortable enough to try to steal Shelby's food (and "Mom-Mom" kiboshed Reilly's attempt), Camille as usual became really excited and fawned over her little sister—thus why the little sister in question even shook because she was overwhelmed, although she surely didn't mind barking when she saw them out the window and didn't mind sniffing where they had walked once they left! This isn't to mention that Shelby is quite like Camille in that respect, except for that Camille sniffs and claims places—such as chairs—once others (humans and fellow puppies of hers and Reilly's) leave because she can't close to them while her dread of jealous Reilly keeps her from even approaching them!

She's also like Camille in other ways, including in that she pretends to not know how to do certain tricks—such as "paw"—in order to try to get away with not doing the tricks and to still get the treats. She even shares other mannerisms with her bigger sister, with facial expressions being among them—and that is part of how Camille's "Auntie Nicole" can definitely tell that Camille and Shelby are sisters, and would certainly be able to at least tell that they're somehow related if she didn't know that they are maternal sisters. For that reason, she can ascertain that they get most of their common traits—as well as probably some of their different traits—from Tootsie, even though she's never seen Tootsie—though she can imagine what Tootsie looks like based on how her two aforementioned daughters look, plus the fact that "[her] grandmother is Apple's[—i.e., Reilly's mom's] sister" (as Joyce told her when she asked if Reilly and Camille are related. Besides, she did get to see Apple—as well as Reilly's dad, Oobie-Won, and Camille's dad, Poppie—when she went up to Ole Field Farm with "Mom-Mom" and Camille's then-future " Mimi" to meet Camille. So, י״יℵ , maybe she'll get to meet Tootsie the next time that she's, י״יℵ, up at Ole Field.)

A Belated #WoofWednesday & A #ThursdayThoughts Post: Highlights Of Reilly's Week So Far

1. The poor puppeleh (as "Momma" calls her in Yinglish) licked her paws red for quite a while especially in the past week, and it even got to the point at which she licked at least part of one her legs red. Her paw licking seems to have been related to a case of dermatological sensitivies, so "Mom-Mom" (at "Momma"'s request) started feeding her Carna4 again (By the way, "Momma" is just explaining what supplement Reilly has that works for her, not endorsing Carna4 one or another way for any other puppy or any kitty, although you yourself can check it out for your own furmily member(s) if you wish to do so. )
2. Reilly got a surprise visit from "The Tall Guy" over the weekend, and she also got to see another family friend yesterday. On each occasion, she was quite happy to see the friend in question. Yesterday, however, she definitely used the visit to show off when she got to sit outside with yesterday's visitor—and by showing off, "Momma" of course means eating "nasties", barking when she wasn't supposed to bark, and not even staying on the family friend's lap when she was supposed to be staying there! Perhaps she figured that since she had also played with the family friend earlier in the day, too, she could get away with her behavior and be looked at as being cute and playful.
3. The visit from the family friend yesterday certainly helped, as Reilly had to go the vet (albe that the vet is her favorite vet, and she was a good girl as well as her usual popular self at the vet practice 🙂) to get a booster shot. So, she was in good spirits when she had to go to her booster-shot appointment.

Camille Remembers (And Reilly Remembers)

A Belated Memorial Day Card From Reilly

#FluffyFriday, #FurryFriday, #FlashbackFriday, and #SentimentalSaturday: Five Years Since...

Incidentalmente, Camila es francesa—no puede evitarlo 😉

Hint: "Diecisiete" mean "Seventeen[th]".

"And Woof You Also"....Wait; What?

#ThursdayThoughts: How Two Puppies Exemplify "Before and After"

Reilly did not cooperate for many "Before" shots, by the way.

#MemoryMonday, #MaltipooMonday, and #MotivationMoney: When Reilly Learned A New Trick

And one at which she's getting better at learning and mastering.

#MemoryMonday, #MaltipooMonday, and #MondayMusings: Time Outs For Reilly, More Jealousy, Etc.

Just a few highlights of what's happened of late in la casa de Reilicita Rosalicita:

1. "Quiet or get down!" doesn't always work on the little barkbrat (namely, Reilicita Rosalita herself). Thus, "Momma" has needed to devise a new system: putting Reilly in "time out" by telling her to "get down" from the window and stay down until the timer that she sets on Alexa goes off, which she has told her outrightly (e.g., "You need to stay until Alexa says that you can get back up there.") and despite that she is not always obeyed (and has to tell her to get back down and stay down until Alexa says that she can get back up there).
2. Reilly may be or may not be learning a new trick (Stay tuned to find out 😏.).
3. Speaking of tricks, both Reilly and Camille quite often continue to insist on tricking everybody into thinking that they need to "go potty"—and have made friends with the spray bottle on that account as well as other accounts!
4. Speaking of both Reilly and Camille, Reilly now gets jealous when "Momma"/"Auntie Nicole" even asks Camille if she can give her a kiss!
5. Meanwhile, both of them have had quite-adventurous walks recently—and (according to "Mom-Mom"), today's morning walk entailed Camille literally jumping three feet in the air when the wind blew a recycling bin or trash can toward her and Reilly!
6. By the way, Camille just turned four years old on the Hebrew calendar! (L'Yom Huledet Same'ach, Kamila!).
7. Also by the way, Reilly has been dealing patiently with (among other things) "Momma"'s recent Depression flareup, although she's let "Momma" know when her patience has been tested by either trying to go "night nights" in "Mom-Mom"'s room or even running back downstairs!

PS In case anyone missed the recently-posted video of Reilly...

Five Years Since...

Reilly was born per the Gregorian Calendar! Happy Birthday and Belated National Puppy Day, Puppy!

PS At least Reilly gets to be four for five to six more days on the Hebrew calendar, and Reilly will always be my baby puppy even though she has long been an adult puppy (and I'm feeling verklempt about Reilly already turning another year old!)!

-Reilly's "Momma"

PPS There is one gift that "Momma" would like Reilly to have this year (as a "Momma" like her just isn't a good "Momma" alone; and she hasn't exactly been a gift to Reilly, either—Reilly deserves a much better "Momma".).

A Special Card From Reilly

PS That should've been World Poetry Day ("Momma" misheard Alexa!)