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Mar celebrated her first birthday yesterday. She got to go to the Beauty Shop, where they cut at least 30 pounds of hair from her little body, and then she got a new bone and frog. I compiled all of my blogs about this rascal, and then read them to see if Mar's behavior has improved... and to be honest with ya, that dog is crazier than ever. I just came from my bedroom, and found a brand new hardbound book chewed to bits. I asked her if she enjoyed the book. She just yanked it back and forth in her mouth. Mar is sorta half cat, half dog. She perches on the edge of the sofa like a cat, and pounces like a cat, but she plays like a dog. When she's playin, she makes this half growlin, half snarlin noise that is really strange. It really freaks visitors out. They just watch her, because she does this AT them, until she get used to them. Other than that, Mar is totally housebroken, and she sleeps with Sydney at night. Greg is still madly in love with her, but he pets my head when he goes by my desk. She is charming, disarming, cuddly, sassy, maddening, warm, loving and.... everything I could ever ask for in a Grandog. I must say that I never thought she would be taking naps with me. Most days, I have two dogs sitting under my feet.... and I am very blessed, indeed.
False Accusation
Some of you have read about my puppy love wars with Marley. Bless her heart, she will turn seven months on July 7th... and yes, she's still going to time out.
I want you to know that I've been wrong about something. Many blogs ago, I posted photographs of my little flower bed. Mar loves to dig in the yard; especially in that soft wet dirt. She noses the rocks away and makes a place for her chubby little body and just settles in with her nose turned up to the sun.
It is good for Mar, but not so healthy for my plants. I have replanted and replanted until I'm blue in the face. A few days ago, the girls and I decided to outside and see what the squirrels were up to. They ran out first and I followed behind. The first thing I saw was that my entire flower bed looked like some "puppy named Mar" had been dancing her heart out in it.
I looked at her and said, "Mar!!!!!! How could you????? No!!!!" And then I got the broom, swept the dirt back into the bed and replanted those poor babies once again. I turned and looked at her and shook the broom at her. She just tilted her head sideways at me. hmmmph!
Later that evening, I gave the whole incident some thought. I had been with the girls all day. The bed had been fine when we'd come in earlier. MY head tilted sideways. Oh my... it's the squirrels. Those ratty squirrels have been playing in the flower bed. Mar!!!!!!!!! I accused her of doing something she didn't even do.
I picked that puppy up and cradled her in my arms. Mar stared at me as I pushed her shaggy hair out of those black loving eyes. I told her how sorry I was for getting on to her for something she didn't do.
Talk about feeling terrible, and crummy. I gave that much thought.
You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
- Exodus 20:16
Poor Marley...
I haven't written about Mar in some time. She was spayed on Thursday... and she is supposed to be in recovery mode for 14 days. The first day, she was very quiet and groggy when we brought her home. We all loved on her and she didn't want anything to drink or eat. She just wasn't herself. Dr. Hefner told us to keep her very quiet, and I just looked at him. Right... this is gonna be a challenge. When I say this, you have to understand that Mar is a thunder-ball. She walks around on her hind legs like a human, and leaps onto our laps when we are in chairs. She perches on our shoulders like a bird, and she fights her babies until they are just tattered and torn. She ain't afraid of nuthin. Nobody. The other day, I let her go out to the mailbox with me. Bad decision. She snooped around... did her duty, and when I went to pick her up, she scuttled away from me. She did this doggy dance for at least 10 minutes. I was running back and forth between my two next neighbors homes, tryin to catch her. I begged her, "Mar, please!", to no avail. Finally, I just sat down and put my head in my hands. That bloomin puppy walked up behind me and and started lickin me. I reached around and tickled her tummy, and then - I grabbed her. Now... Mar is in recovery, and as you can see, she is wearing her little lampshade thingy. She is not happy with me all. She looks at me with sad eyes, and I feel sad too. She's gotten her appetite back, and she walked on two legs until I chewed her out. She keeps trying to run and I tell to walk. She's bumping that lampshade thingy into stuff, but she's learned to eat, drink and play with her babies with it on. I will be so glad when we are past the recovery time and Mar can live it up again. I never thought I would miss it, but I do.
Hey, those are mine!
Some things are just personal. Specially if they belong to me.
How many lectures am I gonna have to give this chick? She's tryin to take the socks off my feet and it's cold in here! I can't even write a blog in peace. Jest a minute.... I put her in bed.
Now where was I... Oh, Syd took her to the vet and she weighed 3 pounds. She's puttin on weight like crazy and she can run like wind. I'm not kiddin. She has nerve too. She ain't afraid of nuthin. She back-talks me too.
When I tell her no in my extra-mean voice, she gives me a chewin like I have never heard before. I have tried every voice I can think of. I tried showin her a rolled up newspaper and she just got on her back legs and begged.
I showed her the mouth (my hand) and I know she was laughin. I learned that on the Dog Whisperer. hmmph! It was supposed to put her in her place!
And today? My neighbor shows up with her grey Shih Tzu and HER dog sorta growled at me.
Well, it's late now, and this dog is gonna check on the others...
Just remember.... Love covers everybody and everything.
My Husband!!
Marley Fae has changed my husband. He is utterly captivated by this puppy. His voice changes to this crooning tone when he talks to her.
He's so excited when it's time to put the girls out for the early morning bathroom break. Maddie is asleep in our room, and she's not ready to get up that early. But noooooo.... Greg croons to her until she finally gets up and leaves. Poor thing!
Love does strange things to people...
Sydney has this Luxury Shampoo and Conditioner. She bathed Marley Fae on Saturday... and then today... she just popped Marley into the shower with her. Looks like we are gonna have the cleanest dog in town.
So what does all of this mean? Life is changing, my husband thinks he is Perry Como, and no, that puppy ain't gonna shower with this dog!
Chow for Now!
No Way!
I never thought it would happen. I've always been a one dog woman! Maddie and I have been together for a long time.
I don't know if was when I smelled her puppy breath, or when she learned to shake paws with me, but I fell in love with Marley Fae. This tiny black and white Shih Tzu Toy Poodle has made a place in my heart.
She's not house broken yet, but we are doing well. She leaves presents for Greg, and for Sydney and some for me, but I learned that it's part of being a tiny little puppy.
She's learned to beg, and dance around on her back legs. When we go to the back yard, she goes hunting in the Monkey Grass. Funny... she gets lost in it, but sooner or later, she finds a way out. It is hard for her run in the grass, so she bounces around. She attacks every stick and leaf she comes across.
She's lovable, and full of spirit. Maddie did bark a warning at her today. Marlie was trying to find milk where was none. I mean, really... Maddie puts up with the tail chewin and stuff, but some things are just PERSONAL !!
One thing Marley has taught my family is this. They don't leave their stuff on the floor anymore. If it's on the floor, it's Marley's.
Thank you, God for Christmas blessing. She belongs to Sydney, but Mom and Dad love her.
Duking it out...
So... this puppy chick and I have been having "POTTY WARS".
I was outside checkin the mail and I saw my neighbor. I called to her. Thought she might have an idea of what to do. I had been throwin the puppy out in the back yard hopin she would go. No... I don't actually "throw her" - I walk out and she follows me. I tend to exaggerate at times like this.
My neighbor already knew about Marley and told me how sweet and precious the puppy is. When I told about the wars, she laughed at me. The nerve of it!! She said, "Joey, that puppy is only 7 weeks old - they don't come out trained." Then she just threw back her head and laughed some more!
She told me to get a playpen and put in middle of the LIVING ROOM. My word!
I am not raisin another child. I don't get it. She has a cage. But she keeps it clean. She saves up everything for my carpets.
sigh.... she is still a blessing and we love her.
Christmas, 2008
Well folks... we have us a new member in our family. Syd got a puppy for Christmas, and now we have Maddie Mae and little old Marley Fae. She's seven weeks old and real small.
Yep, she she has no qualms about taking our stuff from from us. She just drags it off. She has some notion in her little head that it is all hers. This dog has a mind of her own. She and I are gonna go round and round. She needs trainin!
Maddie, my dog eyes her with boredom. She does give a bit of a growl when Marley chomps on her tail, and I don't blame her. Marley had the audacity to sleep in Maddie's bed! She's taken her toys, eaten her food... the ultimate insult was when Marley crawled in bed with Maddie! Why... she has her own bed. What is a dog to do?
I know that puppy is makin plans for Maddie. Big plans... poor, poor Maddie.
But what that sweet puppy doesn't know, is that Mom has plan for HER. Big plans.... training plans.... I just have to read up on it. We ain't never had a puppy. We always adopt. She has stolen our hearts, along with our socks. She smells good too. Puppy smell.
Thank you, Lord... for new life in our home, and for the past year, and for all to come.
God bless you all,
Joey
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| November 06, 2009 |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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| WOW OH WOZERS JOEY....YOUR BOWZER WOW WOWZER SOUNDS RALLY COOL!!! WISH I HAD ME ONE OF THOSE....INSTEAD I GOT ME A TWO LEGGED WESTIE....No JoeKing!!! |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Lovely to read about Marley again.
Claire has recently bought a beagle pup called Harry and his is nuts, but lovalbe |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Well you know Joey girl, I love beasts, dogs, cats, and even guinea mouses (what Jim called Gideon before he went on to be with Jesus and the best hamster wheel ever!)
Jim talks for Sphincter and Sugaree and Rahab our remaining pets. Sphinc is 170 lbs and Jim just said the other day, Sphincter loves his mommy and daddy and Sugaree and Rahab and Jesus too, in a 5 year old Red Skelton voice. I love it.
They bring out the child in us.
Sphincter is nearly 6 but still chews stuff up. Sugaree is 11 and really just has a shrill seal like voice that makes you get out of bed too early sometimes. I used to shower with my rabbit Boom (he was a dutch hollander and named after Corrie ten Boom's dad Casper since he was male), he loved my walk in shower.
I love you, off to see my grands. |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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| Wow Higher Ground....Sphincter what a name for a pet.....what about good ole spot....or how about Pavolov? LOLZ!!!! |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Love to read this. Pets can sometimes be a headache but man can they ever give you effection. I love my puppy that I have. |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Jim named him before getting saved, Cathedralfolk. The muscle to control. I wasn't married to him then. I always choose biblical names. Rahab is my cat, Gideon, mighty man of valor, was my hamster. Moses's parents Amram and Jochebed were my lovebirds, Esther and Haddessah were guinea pigs mom and daughter. Amos and Magdelene and Esau and Bartamaeus were other guinea pigs and a cat named Abraham, friend of God; Moses was another bird I rescued. My next pet is going to be Jubilee no matter what it is. Jim says I can't have another pet, have to rename one I have. Sugaree was named by my son, from a grateful dead song. She gets Sugar most of the time and is jet black including her tongue due to the chow in her. |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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I got a terror named Coco. He seems to be a harmless little Toy Poddle, but put on some house shoes or try wearing some socks in the house and then there's war! He is so much fun. I want to take him kayaking, but his mom won't let me. She says if something happens to me, well that's ok. But if something happens to Coco.....! |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Never thought I would be singing the praises of a puppy, but our "new" pup is pretty endearing. She even had puppies of her own ~2 weeks ago. Hooray for Mar. |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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I love this!! I love hearing your stories! |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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It just doesn't seem possible that it has been a year already. My how time flies. She sounds like she is still a puppy. Love you. |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Happy Birthday dear Mar--, Happy Birthday to you! :-) |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Time has flown by, and I have a feeling that Mar has just begun. She has a gleam in her eyes, ya know?
Barb, we forgot to sing to her!!
Right now, my grandson is singing Happy Birthday to her. Oh - now he's on his ABC's. Oh my... |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Blessing, Joey. Lovely post. Happy Birthday Mars!
Enjoy them as much as possible. God has blessed you
with the best of friends. He's loving on you through them!!
Yep that's my story and I'm sticking to it, Amen. |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Hey, Tim... I'm glad you read about Marley. I hope she brought a smile to your face.
Love,
Joey |
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| November 07, 2009 |
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Sis Cece,
I think you have nailed it on the head. God has blessed me with my animals and His love just flows through them to me... but He loves on me in with the wind, and the softness of my cotton t-shirt, the smell of my grandson's hair and especially through the people in my life.
He is so big and so abundant and so rich. I love Him! |
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| November 08, 2009 |
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Amen! how wonderful to feel Gods love in all this that you have mentioned here.
You really do Love God, don't Ya!? |
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| November 08, 2009 |
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God is holding me together. If He were not, I would have shattered into a million pieces the last few months. I did, before. I won't now, because I love Him and I trust Him, with everything and everyone.
I know I'm loved. I'm secure and bound by His love. |
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| November 09, 2009 |
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Praise the Lord Joey, You have Victory in Jesus. This is for you and your.
God's love in the Bible: Psalm 23
The most famous Psalm in all of the Bible: "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want...." It's a perfect picture of God's love for His children, providing for their needs, keeping them safe from predators, and guiding them away from danger
23:1 A Psalm of David. The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want; 23:2 he makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters; 23:3 he restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. 23:4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. 23:5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of my enemies; thou anointest my head with oil, my cup overflows. 23:6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I shall dwell in the house of the LORD for ever. Psalm 23:4 Or through the darkest valley. |
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| November 09, 2009 |
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| Sis Cece, thay has been my Scripture since I was a little girl and my mother died. The first one I memorized. Amen |
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| November 09, 2009 |
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| Yup, Marcella another year has passed. We've known each other for a bit haven't we? |
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| November 09, 2009 |
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Happy birthday to Mar... its amazing how much joy these fur babies bring into our lives |
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| November 10, 2009 |
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Hi Maureen! I've missed you!!
Yes, they nose their way into our hearts. I've been sick and Maddie has stayed by my side. Marley runs in and checks on me. She's been napping with me too. I know how much you love your dog.
They are amazing. |
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