tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-368795652024-03-07T18:21:34.933-08:00CreekHikerCreek Hiker: Life in the foothills of Southern California with a beloved mutt in tow.CreekHiker / HollysFollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14987597104795294851noreply@blogger.comBlogger1199125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post-51114311750211589882022-07-08T18:25:00.002-07:002022-07-08T18:27:36.681-07:00 Nothing to See Here<p> I find it so hard to believe I used to have so much to say. Every hike with Mabel was a freaking adventure... she was always into something! But between my abject depression over the work situation and the fact I have the best hiking buddy in the world, there is nothing to see or talk about.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivECiO_qtPLRLRTxokkkbG5Hns4lghGVJkUPkMzZYkoAXf73toveyQ9jxPoImZwSAQ4LStdC2Zn-eiH9pnHXkvRREmJFtl6WjecfRsN7HwDDiT48f2YUdw2ZM31V9LZfnYqvtIrbXq-gNwiEIijHmWrGANy5OZmTlxittv0w_fn5jn5TdwCg/s4032/46BC3BA0-A173-4749-8160-E0DE68553982.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivECiO_qtPLRLRTxokkkbG5Hns4lghGVJkUPkMzZYkoAXf73toveyQ9jxPoImZwSAQ4LStdC2Zn-eiH9pnHXkvRREmJFtl6WjecfRsN7HwDDiT48f2YUdw2ZM31V9LZfnYqvtIrbXq-gNwiEIijHmWrGANy5OZmTlxittv0w_fn5jn5TdwCg/s320/46BC3BA0-A173-4749-8160-E0DE68553982.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Our creek has dried up and we've resorted to going to sketchy areas in search of swims.<br /></p><p>We were meeting friends for a "late" morning hike 2 weeks ago... 8:30 am! Plans got changed and Maizy and I went alone on the mountain trail shortly before 9. It was so blazing hot and the water was in the car! We had to negotiate from shade puddle to shade puddle. We were both so drained from the heat, I was afraid one or both of us wouldn't make it off the mountain! You could see my heart beat outside my t-shirt even when I was standing still! <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHnaaVyRmDKId9npc8Bq9ku2WhlBSSgFPLGVjHZLImUyUEnmH2WCgS7CtuUh4w8QTKV7pamasOAmC22dh0EdK9JeQQHKk9p6cwMSHritNO21CoZPeNsyL8DqDYzlJIL9x_jPVsMRiHm3yOTMSTiZYrOwcmpJPBJMbno7Pz3fh8MJXo6kqAwg/s4032/09545028-DF97-46A9-860F-93F1C00960EA.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHnaaVyRmDKId9npc8Bq9ku2WhlBSSgFPLGVjHZLImUyUEnmH2WCgS7CtuUh4w8QTKV7pamasOAmC22dh0EdK9JeQQHKk9p6cwMSHritNO21CoZPeNsyL8DqDYzlJIL9x_jPVsMRiHm3yOTMSTiZYrOwcmpJPBJMbno7Pz3fh8MJXo6kqAwg/w240-h320/09545028-DF97-46A9-860F-93F1C00960EA.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"> <i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">"I swear the next shade puddle is right around that bend!"</span><br /></span></i></p><p>It was so hot... I've never seen MT simply refuse to keep moving! It was scary and I have to never do anything that stupid again! The heat just gets to me way more than it did when I was younger.<br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjpTvkrsT_huR6ymNVxIi52U_6N3IvPnfCd6sZWPGzKxNgMf6QxZOoAotbID7sp6G8m4JwjFz736X2abmZHNRDLzV4dx8jQCKBAa0HQ8NqDKLkRicg2JzzpQ3Zpjw-ekrbiZTvixWNysHPISJg8EtYudgca_FslCu-DpSS9UGc-Z7SvsRMng/s4032/16F0A66F-6D2C-413F-A686-E34709635DF6.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjpTvkrsT_huR6ymNVxIi52U_6N3IvPnfCd6sZWPGzKxNgMf6QxZOoAotbID7sp6G8m4JwjFz736X2abmZHNRDLzV4dx8jQCKBAa0HQ8NqDKLkRicg2JzzpQ3Zpjw-ekrbiZTvixWNysHPISJg8EtYudgca_FslCu-DpSS9UGc-Z7SvsRMng/s320/16F0A66F-6D2C-413F-A686-E34709635DF6.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p>But now that my beloved job is over and the reality that I may never have it so good ever again is setting in...it's too hard to make myself do anything but rest. I'm trying to be gentle with myself. Transitions are hard but getting harder. And, I have only taken 9 1/2 hours of vacation in a year and 9 months. </p><p>MT and I hope everyone is having a wonderful summer! <br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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The other day, I had to call my cable company. It's one of those frustrating robo "press this / press that / confirm your account / I'm sorry I didn't get that" situations. (I seriously think every CEO should have to attempt to reach her company's customer service on a monthly basis as part of her job!) I usually end up screaming into the phone. Maizy often moves far away from me as soon as she realizes I'm on the phone with a recording. She jumped off the sofa. I thought she was going to get in her bed. But she walked over her board, pausing on her bed and with her BACK FOOT, pressed "outside" and stood by the door. Our first back foot press!!! </p><p>But it was no button press at all that astounded me today! We had slept late and it was almost time for her normal breakfast. I keep trying to find ways to give her choices in hopes she will interact with me on the board more. So, I asked "Maizy / eat" now or "Maizy / hike" now? I waited. I could see her thinking... She turned and walked to the closet where her neighborhood walking tack is stored and looked at the door! She was very clearly telling me she wanted to stick with her usual routine of exercise first / eat after...even if breakfast would be late! </p><p>It's a good reminder to communicate in whatever form it comes in! <br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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But I feel like the bottom has fallen out of my world. I've lost the only job I ever loved! <p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrf4uEy5Pwsebj6KoW24fnkkAsmW8hwixknjvYiygK1KaZI4h_F6bT2eylRqYnwsscEtLE6MvajNIbUKaBt8miyjehfb6wTKr5B4JGTcoziwjH-SNYq_m2iIKAtSKQXtC-UwXSqTEUKP58-X8100_l2kCeaO5EtLkXtdLLNWjrqsSJHXsZ2w/s4032/B18A3DD4-F670-41C6-A2BC-AD2215DDC956.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrf4uEy5Pwsebj6KoW24fnkkAsmW8hwixknjvYiygK1KaZI4h_F6bT2eylRqYnwsscEtLE6MvajNIbUKaBt8miyjehfb6wTKr5B4JGTcoziwjH-SNYq_m2iIKAtSKQXtC-UwXSqTEUKP58-X8100_l2kCeaO5EtLkXtdLLNWjrqsSJHXsZ2w/s320/B18A3DD4-F670-41C6-A2BC-AD2215DDC956.jpeg" width="320" /></a></p><p>I realize most of you probably have no idea what I've been up to. I lost my high school teaching job due to COVID. They wanted to return all their teacher specialists to the classrooms (which no longer existed). I worked so much harder during those first months of COVID, trying desperately to engage the disengaged teenagers...it was exhausting. Still, I managed to realize two of my favorite kiddos were suicidal and get them help... all while working over zoom and google classroom. </p><p>But when it was over, I really didn't care! I made feeble attempts at looking for another teaching position but, something inside me told me it would not be a safe environment for me. Not with COVID out there. I am diabetic and not at my ideal weight; I have asthma. And I never knew if I would have to dash off to Louisiana to see about Mom. I was terrified of her dying of that crap! It didn't help that a sorority sister of mine died from it the second week we were on lock-down. (I've since lost an older hiking buddy to it as well.) </p><p>By late summer, I knew I needed a better plan. I started thinking about the pandemic and realized contact tracing was an "at home" job. So I started applying and got hired... terrified I had to drive to West L.A. to fill out paperwork in some office! But, while there, they sized me up as "leadership material" and I found myself a middle management job leading a team of contact tracers in the ever-changing world of pandemic driven public health. </p><p>It was a 3 month job I started in September of 2020. I thought by January of 2021, I'd take a midyear sub job and return to teaching "when COVID is over." I'll wait while you finish laughing................</p><p>That December, my contract was bought out by a company with longer term ties to public health...same job, different employer of record. That contact was for a few months, then a year, then 10 more months. It was supposed to end in October. But with the surge we are in now and the one predicted this winter... with our superintendent of schools not requiring vaccines for children until next fall (!!!!!!)... with Monkey pox, AIDS, hepatitis flares.... and every health agency I meet with saying that contact tracing needs to be a permanent part of public health...I fully expected the contract to be extended again (and again. )</p><p>But three weeks ago, I woke up in a panic attack. I was freaking out about finding a new job in a new career at my age! I just assumed I was thinking of October. In truth, my Pisces spidey senses were being triggered. A week ago, as our work week started there was suddenly a company wide meeting. And I knew... My employees tried to stay so positive. It was announced a 50% work force reduction was coming. I met with my team and told them any of us could go...it could be me. They scoffed. I fill in for my boss when she's out. They thought that somehow made me immune. The next day, when the letters were to come out, I was headed to oral surgery. My boss sent me lovely text...something she's never done in the three previous oral surgeries I've had since working there. And I knew for certain, I was on the list. I had my letter right after surgery was over. Every one in my position in my division was cut. All but one of contact tracers was cut. </p><p>This is all happening due to the loss of federal funding. The Repulican'ts won't pass the COVID bill...sigh. <br /></p><p>It's weird...I've never MET these people. But I love them! And I love my job! That's something I've never said in 44 years of work. I have felt valued and appreciated. I know my team has saved lives. It's been such a great ride! </p><p>And here I am, starting over again and no idea where to go. <br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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<p> From the time I added new words (Coffee, Help and hike), Maizy has seemed a bit overwhelmed and I wonder if she'll ever get it. As a teacher, I know that learning is never linear... just some upward line. That line has a lot of peaks and valleys. But I swear, we have more valleys than peaks! </p><p></p><p>If you are following online on my <a href="https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1OyWo-1SfTzPXLXxMqZtRZ93Dvbl93E3qvra-EpTjUQw/edit#gid=984023928" target="_blank">data keeping</a>, you probably wonder if I remember to write it all down or just skip days. Truth be told, I do NOT! She has days on end with no words! It's so frustrating. </p><p>I know Maizy is smart. She's almost "Mabel-smart" (hey, Mabel could <a href="https://creekhiker.blogspot.com/2010/03/smart-girl.html" target="_blank">triangulate math</a>!). She takes to things so quickly and I guess that makes this journey all the more frustrating. </p><p>I'm sticking to the advice of waiting a week or so before adding new buttons, even if she is not interacting with them. Keep modeling - I'm so freaking tired of announcing my exits and dining habits. Keep target training. </p><p>I thought I had an original idea the other night. Maizy loves to watch tv. I've never had a dog give a flip about television. The bad part is: There cannot be a dog on tv... Maizy barks her freaking head off. Jeez, she's loud for a little dog! But I put Bunny, Bastian & Stella videos (google those names with "talking dog" if you want to be amazed!) on tv while I was getting ready for bed. </p><p>After one of our videos played on accident, Maizy was scream barking at herself! I was kinda dreading what was next. To my surprise, she watched intently!!! The next day, we had a record breaking FIVE button presses! Turns out, watching other dogs interact with their buttons is a recommended training technique. I'm not so smart after all! </p><p>Since that day, we've had one a day and NONE today... and yes, we got new buttons yesterday! We are up to 12 now. So I guess today's regression is expected. But is sure is disheartening to deal with. <br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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I was stunned into silence for 10 seconds. I was on the phone with the baby daddy of one of my students. Teen father to a now 11 year old troubled boy with a hair-pin trigger on his temper. Now I know he comes by it biologically.<br />
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I had called him early...before school started...to tell him that his child had tooth pain. I knew I had woke him up. He works nights. His mother who <strike>helps him raise his son</strike> raises the boy for him was out of town.<br />
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I finally answered, "He's your son..."<br />
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He released another barrage of f bombs on me. "Doesn't that effing school have an effing nurse to give him some medicine?"<br />
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"Actually sir, we only contract with a nurse for services one day a week and today is not that day...and besides, we can't DRUG your child. If you get a prescription, you can..."<br />
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"What kind of effing school are your running there with a effing nurse one day a week? What a effing loser school. I guess I'll pick his a$$ up and take him to the ER?"<br />
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I interrupted him, "I'll have the paperwork ready to go in the office." I hung up stunned.<br />
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How can someone talk about their child that way? This boy's behavior makes so much more sense. I see him elated every Friday. "Dad's gonna take me ___________ (motocrossing, skateboarding, to the beach, to a movie, snowboarding...)"<br />
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And come Monday, his spirit is dragging behind him on the sidewalk.<br />
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"What's the matter Bub... Dad had to work?" (Didn't feel like doing anything with you, lied to you, doesn't give a flip what he promised you days ago?)<br />
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"Yeeaah," he says deflated, defeated and lost.<br />
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I sobbed before I got the kids that morning. I hated to think that I had to send this boy home, away from the teachers and aides who love him and want the best for him to spend the day and weekend (and rest of his life) with his pathetic dad.<br />
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There are days I love my job. And there are days I wonder if I'm strong enough to keep it. </p><p>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</p><p>I guess, in the end, I wasn't! <br />
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sisters who know I have power of attorney over my mother and it's MY
business where I take her and if I choose to get her properly vaccinated. <br /></p><p>While I was off Facebook, I started on all the taxes: mine, the business, Mom's. It went quick. I didn't miss it. But 8 days later I was back on for 1/2 a day when "Facebook Community Standards had reviewed my account" and saw that first post and decided I needed a time out for 2 weeks for "repeated violations." My posts would be visible on my wall but would get "pushed down" in the feeds of my friends. </p><p></p><p>So...2 weeks for me and 6 weeks for Facebook. I've been off for two months and I honestly haven't missed it! I don't miss "doom-scrolling" for hours on the weekends. My birthday came and went and instead of the uncomfortable bombardment of messages, I had the peace and quiet I crave with only a few calls from my closest friends. I realized the illusion that I have so many "friends" ...is just that. </p><p>I have found I really enjoy actually watching some things on the telly...instead of ignoring it while I scroll on Facebook. I actually love doing Sudoko and Mah Jong puzzles on my ipad. I've taking drawing classes on Youtube. I've made some jewelry for the first time in years! I've enjoyed just sitting on my porch and watching the birds at sunset. </p><p>I've realized what a time suck Facebook is... and a not very pleasant one! There are some pages I miss. I really love the local Buy Nothing group. The generosity of my neighbors astounds me and I miss the free produce I got there. My favorite gift was the couple who bought a huge wedding cake to celebrate their son's elopement with a few family members. They gave away slices of wedding cake to everyone in town! (Pre-pandemic!) I also really love the Schitt's Creek group...happiest show on television = happy people on Facebook! I miss seeing the baby pictures of all the kids in the family too. I also started following my favorite talking dogs on TikTok and Youtube. (Maizy is getting buttons for her own AAC device! Stay tuned!)<br /><br />I also learned how much I miss only sharing on Facebook. You rely on random "memories" to pop up and you can't search your own wall. I ran across a story about Macy Blue that made my heart sing. And it made me angry that I had forgotten about it and that I never shared stories HERE where I could find them again! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWq7uDNh7ANeJFIHJUwZmKQy8F3nOSqH_B-gVznwzA9C3qCXv71eaCXztgPOXf7ENO9yFy3kx30SHunStYOskxqu1t5tZbpEAscQBMLxIdzN1H1HETQch6OGJrVlANemzaqzuQ0ecRehPrIflR8TbrQJO0yii4yg0xhMhlvjAIjzUl7UlDTQ/s1757/Macy_beach.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1757" data-original-width="1318" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWq7uDNh7ANeJFIHJUwZmKQy8F3nOSqH_B-gVznwzA9C3qCXv71eaCXztgPOXf7ENO9yFy3kx30SHunStYOskxqu1t5tZbpEAscQBMLxIdzN1H1HETQch6OGJrVlANemzaqzuQ0ecRehPrIflR8TbrQJO0yii4yg0xhMhlvjAIjzUl7UlDTQ/w240-h320/Macy_beach.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><p>Macy was playing with a toy on the sofa. I took it. She got up and got another toy. I took it too. Unfazed, she got up and got another toy from the toybox. I took it as well. I was thinking she would engage in play with me or take them back...like Mabel would have. Instead she lay there looking at me for a moment and then, with her paw, raked the tv remote close to her and placed her paw on top of it. "Yeah lady! You take my stuff, I'm gonna take yours!" </p><p>Stories like that should not be wasted on "Crapbook!" <br /></p><p></p><p>I need some rules: I'm going to try 20 minutes total and NEVER on weekend if and when I'm ready to go back. </p><p>Unless Facebook learns the vernacular of our different regions - which, why would they? Unless, they allow people to edit or delete when the violate some standard, they are going to continue to loose viewer hours and visits. It certainly doesn't instill a feeling of goodwill. People are always looking for the next fun thing. Bless your heart, Facebook. Bless your heart.<br /><br /><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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We recently learned Bart was 15!!! We found that someone else had him for two years before he lived with the neighbors for 3 and the bestie has had him for 10! <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsSkA2pv93_uXHZyFm02J1v5sWrOqQetdgkFcXissbe5I7nZZNwZ6UOvBzIimPxViW2W9GCLursDUacp4luCcM-iT7m60CLC7IxX2odbsjZw-XcWDqeB9X5F48OBiUSfXf1_-3/s430/bart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="313" data-original-width="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsSkA2pv93_uXHZyFm02J1v5sWrOqQetdgkFcXissbe5I7nZZNwZ6UOvBzIimPxViW2W9GCLursDUacp4luCcM-iT7m60CLC7IxX2odbsjZw-XcWDqeB9X5F48OBiUSfXf1_-3/s320/bart.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>He could not have lived with the neighbors long before he started running away to my bestie's, letting himself in through the doggie door and spending the day at her feet before he would amble home around dark. Years went by with Bart showing up every day to spend it with the nice neighbor lady before he finally returned home. <p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaD8suT_uE66zyPpnDLDuWJHbUHMSYtB4RTylpHueM5dyykoOtj5veNE94htdwQlYv7tZHHB_fmmFnm6E-6kAt9lAR-o-wOzSs41Guk0Fn2Fjq230vQkVGTrK0i6a6YmwO33uV/s430/bartshake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="390" data-original-width="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaD8suT_uE66zyPpnDLDuWJHbUHMSYtB4RTylpHueM5dyykoOtj5veNE94htdwQlYv7tZHHB_fmmFnm6E-6kAt9lAR-o-wOzSs41Guk0Fn2Fjq230vQkVGTrK0i6a6YmwO33uV/s320/bartshake.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p>About three years into this, I invited the bestie to dinner. She arrived. She was sad. Bart had been taken to a farm. There was a look of sheer horror on my face. She tried to reassure me. "He can run and roam and play.." More horror. "There are other animals... WHAT?? Why are you making a face?"</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4-6zF4W1dE0khlyT20qbpjiRG0unLKMmeg2ZeqO0Zq8fFNng4KovlF-iJeUb2OLDNs8oWZGlja_O53t0dC-1B3Z5oGdU16pRIfMmhHbjOR_ajd4CCT6SIzc3U0g1qCeiPpBy/s562/bm8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="562" data-original-width="530" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl4-6zF4W1dE0khlyT20qbpjiRG0unLKMmeg2ZeqO0Zq8fFNng4KovlF-iJeUb2OLDNs8oWZGlja_O53t0dC-1B3Z5oGdU16pRIfMmhHbjOR_ajd4CCT6SIzc3U0g1qCeiPpBy/s320/bm8.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p>Knowing my friend was first generation American and not familiar with the lies people tell their children, I exclaimed, "That's what parents tell their kids when they're getting rid of their dogs!!!"</p><p>"No...it's a lovely farm..."</p><p>"NO! BART'S IN JAIL!!!"</p><p>I ran down the hall to my office and pulled up the website for the local pound... and THERE HE WAS! I screamed! The bestie came running in and saw him on the screen. "NO! What time to they close?"</p><p>I looked on the website as she looked at her watch. "Right now! I cried." </p><p>She made a plan to be there when they opened. The question she most laughed at was his name...they encouraged her to change it! "No...his name is BART!"</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNDWsxFLkixMVIR2vUrQipRvhYFjKb1_mVxTNtQwaifMx2BjVaw1uF_vLAdJ9CiwzZeXf0SlF8F6V4B8pddPLRaczAPUoaeton0NevSSv5BP1wBP8-SyoDKKVpowULIZjyJ1Ko/s530/icecreamsidebyside.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="349" data-original-width="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNDWsxFLkixMVIR2vUrQipRvhYFjKb1_mVxTNtQwaifMx2BjVaw1uF_vLAdJ9CiwzZeXf0SlF8F6V4B8pddPLRaczAPUoaeton0NevSSv5BP1wBP8-SyoDKKVpowULIZjyJ1Ko/s320/icecreamsidebyside.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p>She was actually concerned that Bart would go "home" at sunset as he had every night for three years. But, it turns out, he was just going home to eat! Once there was food at the bestie's house, there was no need to go to the place where he ate. Bart had chosen his Mom and his home and was just waiting for a good meal! Poor baby!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwBS3jD9th4jmkd84PEL3N9whO4mLTkyBhIYu1DNrUsis7x6MUwVcUmGMSfcBRuJF7n6UeDMq9Drdmi9-MB-x7IbZD_bjnueK7NmmM2a40rNmEH1RFTXT5IEvBdn14VhYq79CK/s530/Mabelnbart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="387" data-original-width="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwBS3jD9th4jmkd84PEL3N9whO4mLTkyBhIYu1DNrUsis7x6MUwVcUmGMSfcBRuJF7n6UeDMq9Drdmi9-MB-x7IbZD_bjnueK7NmmM2a40rNmEH1RFTXT5IEvBdn14VhYq79CK/s320/Mabelnbart.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />It wasn't long before I would pick him up most days when Mabel Lou and I hiked. They became siblings. Mabel was much bigger than Bart and would pick on him mercilessly. There were times I wondered why he even got in the car with us...she was just awful to him. But, when any member of the larger dog pack tried the same, OH NO! Mabel was not having it! Bart was hers and hers alone. She could pick on him, abuse him, take the best sticks and toys but NO ONE else better dare to do that to Bart. And Bart seemed to understand this sisterly love long before I did. <p></p><p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4IIN4bfjLO2N6g89gZ3pLdI8WUHhyphenhyphenRGPVDKO8b0SQUBuSw122Qf39iQ5Mqa5p89yz1pe9FNHQvst9dqBJ49qqNm1WkGj7YHKRPPfPDkAyLs6a_1RSuKfpXgMogtETopT8PlF/s430/gamerun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="310" data-original-width="430" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4IIN4bfjLO2N6g89gZ3pLdI8WUHhyphenhyphenRGPVDKO8b0SQUBuSw122Qf39iQ5Mqa5p89yz1pe9FNHQvst9dqBJ49qqNm1WkGj7YHKRPPfPDkAyLs6a_1RSuKfpXgMogtETopT8PlF/w320-h231/gamerun.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p>My favorite funny Bart story was the time there were the big dogs running around that we didn't know. Bart and found a dead rabbit and I'm certain he didn't want Mabel to have it. But he really didn't want those dogs to take it! As I was leaping through the tall grass, trying to leash up Mabel and find Bart, I hear the owner of the two dogs shout, "There's a dead dog over here!" </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikNdJCkkjqYNkxgXkEK6CWyfGxygfZg9-J3fKXAgSZ6P308fx9eDvv-mZJmkOTt_ZhNYBQIan8oEMpsdHXD8GVQr_vi4RHdR8CNG-54oh0695dpXHN5WvL4M24JR1g3_LVfByx/s430/bart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="430" data-original-width="249" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikNdJCkkjqYNkxgXkEK6CWyfGxygfZg9-J3fKXAgSZ6P308fx9eDvv-mZJmkOTt_ZhNYBQIan8oEMpsdHXD8GVQr_vi4RHdR8CNG-54oh0695dpXHN5WvL4M24JR1g3_LVfByx/s320/bart.jpg" /></a></div><br />Terrified either one of them had gotten hurt, I ran over and found Bart, playing dead! On top of his dead rabbit! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjAX7pdnZuEsoKIMdfr4UVTn2bHg5hyphenhyphenHI3EE6Q8vbb8xGuhUpY1IRuU3-ENKcWn3YpS1wNAwg0AbbPB3wI5dl2wPCWCXfGkmgAaLkgMZZBa0bZUt2i0NXGA4WJ22w9B4jh9pb/s430/deaddog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="313" data-original-width="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjAX7pdnZuEsoKIMdfr4UVTn2bHg5hyphenhyphenHI3EE6Q8vbb8xGuhUpY1IRuU3-ENKcWn3YpS1wNAwg0AbbPB3wI5dl2wPCWCXfGkmgAaLkgMZZBa0bZUt2i0NXGA4WJ22w9B4jh9pb/s320/deaddog.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>It's so sad to me as Mabel's pack members die off. It's like I still get to see parts of her when I see them! But Barticus Farticus (stinkiest dog farts efur!!!), you were so loved! I know you and Mabel Lou are running a river in Heaven. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO4Hv0rx5DW4CWy02I836Nb96I7w9qDZrpuZYknR8cM6cEL9EmJlEzxwOFUeFF_L1Ouj_2xAt2x1N47jPDXDC_6nF1qMsj7Ge-yk9prOHqicyr_uN4NzS-oEnjEVYt8emCrNCI/s570/MabelnBart_sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="570" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO4Hv0rx5DW4CWy02I836Nb96I7w9qDZrpuZYknR8cM6cEL9EmJlEzxwOFUeFF_L1Ouj_2xAt2x1N47jPDXDC_6nF1qMsj7Ge-yk9prOHqicyr_uN4NzS-oEnjEVYt8emCrNCI/s320/MabelnBart_sunset.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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My family background includes construction (which I have helped in) and law enforcement. I've lost my job due to COVID, so I have some skin in the game. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYH6E1kzkkbni5uKgEENsWMj0gUd_uuWgKuedDHoRbZB5r6Iel2DhrUC4hztIrWlrTt9OJs0z31Ov5WB2MRxK7KTarI6Krr0u9ui5JWk3T3Tui4s9gUBgnN9Ph4qGcv2Yxmuy3/s1200/c0481846-wuhan_novel_coronavirus_illustration-spl.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYH6E1kzkkbni5uKgEENsWMj0gUd_uuWgKuedDHoRbZB5r6Iel2DhrUC4hztIrWlrTt9OJs0z31Ov5WB2MRxK7KTarI6Krr0u9ui5JWk3T3Tui4s9gUBgnN9Ph4qGcv2Yxmuy3/s320/c0481846-wuhan_novel_coronavirus_illustration-spl.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>So this is what should have been done by a TRUE leader: </p><p>1) Don't tear apart the Pandemic Team. The history of our Pandemic readiness as a nation dates back to George W. Bush. He was on vacay at the ranch and read a book on the 1918 Pandemic. (A President that <i>reads</i>...how novel!) He read that they occur every 100 years or so and was looking at the calendar and came back to Washington and gave orders to start preparing. Obama continued and enhanced. Trump tore it apart. Gotta love a lack of foresight and planning on a leader's part. </p><p>2) Freeze the borders immediately. Donald's excuse: "Well if they are Americans, you have to let them in." So quarantine them on an army base or hotel or outpatient hospital. Hawaii is doing this. Other countries did this. 14 days and a clear test and DONE. </p><p>Los Angeles' own patient zero was from Wuhan who flew into LAX TWICE while ill... the second time, he was too ill to move and had to be hospitalized. Think of the plane-loads of people he infected. This should have never been allowed to happen! </p><p>3) Mask mandate. Fauci / Birx et. al have openly admitted they did not suggest masks because they knew there were not enough and feared medical personnel would have NONE. This is where LEADERSHIP is crucial! A good, effective leader could prevent panic by saying the following: </p><p>"Listen folks, we believe a mask is crucial to stopping this, but PLEASE do <u><b>not</b></u> run out and buy an N95. We are desperately trying to make sure our medical teams have those. A simple fabric mask will do. So I'm going to call on all the fabulous makers and sewers we have here in America. Get that quilting fabric you've been stashing away out and SAVE LIVES! The CDC is posting patterns on their website and the White House website will have it too. Please make masks for all your friends... and honestly we are so short on N95s, make some covers for your nurse and doctor friends too! THIS COUNTRY NEEDS YOU!</p><p>And I know it's uncomfortable to wear them but the thing is, you can be spreading the virus without having ANY symptoms! So please do your part and wear a mask! I'll wear mine every time you see me in public. Just know when you see me wearing a mask, I'm doing my part to save the lives of my family and wonderful staff. YOU DO THE SAME and we'll get through this quickly!"</p><p>And then you wear a mask everywhere. Be photographed in it. Make it normal! Make it heroic! And never, ever make fun of anyone who choses to be so heroic!</p><p>4) Purchasing clearinghouse. The USA had the ability to order supplies: PPE, masks, gloves, gowns, ventilators etc. in bulk at a Federal level. If I were purchasing on this level (for 50+ states and territories), I would have worked on percentages. Ex: If New York had 55% of the cases, NY would have first crack at 55% of whatever we bought on a given day. If CA had 20% of all cases, they could have 20% of available PPE. If someone had enough gowns, they could just stay in inventory. </p><p>Items would be sold to the states at cost.</p><p>As it was, states were bidding against one another and would think they had locked in supplies only to be outbid again. There were stories of comptrollers being lead to parking lots by highway patrol to get to the PPE first. California was paying $5.50 for N95 for healthcare workers when the going rate was half that. Desperation breeds fear and costs money. By having the Federal Government work as a centralized clearinghouse (something our military has vast experience in), it prevents panic and saves money. </p><p>5) Standardized Re-opening plans. If the Federal Government had set a clear standard for what the numbers of cases should look like before you open restaurants / bars / gyms / churches / schools, there would have been far less pushback. They don't have to mandate but come up with a plan. Even the Department of Education HAS NO PLAN. Everything is left up to the states. What could have been standardized across the country is willy nilly and based on politics, not saving lives. Which leads to spoiled baby Americans saying, "Why to they get to go out to eat when I have to stay home." More discord and pushback. </p><p>6) Let the science do the talking. Trump made every press conference about HIM. A genuine leader with concern for his people would have popped in and said, "Ok, this is what we are looking at today: {Update on numbers}. We have cut a deal to {buy PPE / manufacture vents}. Wear your mask folks and now, I'm going to let the scientists fill you in on the rest. </p><p>Talk about what the government can do (your strength as a leader) and let the smart scientists do the heavy lifting, without regard to your own electability! </p><p>7) Just be honest with us. I know that's a hard thing for dear misleader to do with over 20,000 lies on the books (Why are we o.k. with that?). Americans will tolerate a lot. They will band together and pull off AMAZING things, when under clear, direct leadership. </p><p><span style="color: red;">8) Pay people to STAY HOME! (Can't believe I left this out!) Other countries did this. In Korea, they basically paid for groceries and utilities and that's it. All rent / mortgage's suspended. Did you skip the key word there: mortgages. I'm a landlord. I rely on my rental income to make MY bills... my mortgages were not suspended (Heaven forbid we hurt the big, bad banks!) but my rental income was. It just makes no sense the way our Government has tackled this! How's the whopping $1200 you got way back in April holding out??? </span></p><p>How different would things be if we had someone kind and compassionate in the White House? </p><p>I can only imagine... but I do know this for sure. We would all be out having a cocktail or lovely dinner after getting off of work if these things had been done. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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"It's the DOG!!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-PRypYyYd60ujElN4O7lbtTats07Gya9HlpmmUi2SVkNQrvRZk3BqWIC5uErWlqMsipTLZT9WPFIfR5P11CVP4m9IiRwdD-clySo0Ldt5X7GmJSKlpO_cGKOHd4goMCBLlRf/s2048/2019-03-06_19-38-45_384.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1990" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-PRypYyYd60ujElN4O7lbtTats07Gya9HlpmmUi2SVkNQrvRZk3BqWIC5uErWlqMsipTLZT9WPFIfR5P11CVP4m9IiRwdD-clySo0Ldt5X7GmJSKlpO_cGKOHd4goMCBLlRf/s640/2019-03-06_19-38-45_384.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div>She wanted me to come that night. I had a root canal at 3:30! As the dentist was drilling and drilling, all I could think about was that puppy! The dentist took so long! It was after 6. I called...it was still a 75 minute drive. They said come! We met at a church; their church. Maizy leapt out of the car and into my arms! She was hyper / crazy / insane. I was thinking it was lack of exercise but the people at the church knew her. "Do you want her?" "YES!" <div><br /></div><div>I followed them home and fed her supper. They showed me how she was trained to potty behind the bushes. I put her in the car and she jumped out and took off down the street. The neighbors all knew her and helped me catch her. She was nervous...but she didn't seem scared. </div><div><br /></div><div>She got on the bed but she didn't sleep the first night. The next day, we hit the park and breakfast at Mabel's favorite spot. She jumped on the sofa next to me and looked around and smiled. She hasn't stopped smiling. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQDjdBcCrwp3CICjB4LGUHD7I_hWLvu9sSpDCmGTin97MRJzFpxtOEeRI9pYJB5b6uYhSXp9JlgW9suFKSLgthjYMAorZQwWQwmb9DEkeU9AAhSCM2dyiBEN15zfyAGzbEKjTf/s960/2019-03-15_17-39-55_627.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQDjdBcCrwp3CICjB4LGUHD7I_hWLvu9sSpDCmGTin97MRJzFpxtOEeRI9pYJB5b6uYhSXp9JlgW9suFKSLgthjYMAorZQwWQwmb9DEkeU9AAhSCM2dyiBEN15zfyAGzbEKjTf/s640/2019-03-15_17-39-55_627.jpeg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>She reminds me of the Mabel Lou so much! Only she lets me rub her belly and she does not argue! But so smart and so fast! She's had an argument with one of the skunks that come in the yard 3 times... and never been sprayed! Mind you, that skunk has attempted to spray ME for simply walking nearby!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalCNoJDbPdyI5EaLdMtMB4MNlH6XQBiecFHwzl4-L5z93sIpxol7Bj7021FQ4RpZTZ8TJcxHxlsqLE888st3CLngZ5bKGJFyApf4yCtFcQpyz13V-Dk96IhLeu9Qb95bFLJ8Q/s2048/2019-09-12_16-10-45_299.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1809" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalCNoJDbPdyI5EaLdMtMB4MNlH6XQBiecFHwzl4-L5z93sIpxol7Bj7021FQ4RpZTZ8TJcxHxlsqLE888st3CLngZ5bKGJFyApf4yCtFcQpyz13V-Dk96IhLeu9Qb95bFLJ8Q/s640/2019-09-12_16-10-45_299.jpeg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>We've had several vet visits, including the first one above. Maizy had DEEP ears and gets infections. I can tell when it's coming on and can often avoid a vet trip with a good cleaning. But she is TERRIFIED of the vet's office. Not the vet though. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5K9Vwjjvj67is4yTn1obxFYM-JCEL2W_TfxdvpGVmJEs2LsUROgkzq23xsnF8q3AW25yjXQw_f_7CrQd6i94y8G6-r3sHgIfPC5NrjslCLR9LJLyCemyWauRxUAyF6hrA_FL3/s2048/2019-11-28_13-59-21_805.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5K9Vwjjvj67is4yTn1obxFYM-JCEL2W_TfxdvpGVmJEs2LsUROgkzq23xsnF8q3AW25yjXQw_f_7CrQd6i94y8G6-r3sHgIfPC5NrjslCLR9LJLyCemyWauRxUAyF6hrA_FL3/s640/2019-11-28_13-59-21_805.jpeg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Maizy has a wicked good sense of humor and loves game play. She is honestly the happiest dog I've ever known! </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgOIrWDD_7LhI64Xl24wR7dLhfg7qge_slYtYXAHjlmvg5e9J70deq-m1lKT2wNuar8A6GRY9apx8L7vyAaT70ydie4MUv1ySHj71-blWZm8mwFr4wENs4vhZvz1b5DMSDJQ_Q/s2048/2019-12-16_21-43-31_967.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgOIrWDD_7LhI64Xl24wR7dLhfg7qge_slYtYXAHjlmvg5e9J70deq-m1lKT2wNuar8A6GRY9apx8L7vyAaT70ydie4MUv1ySHj71-blWZm8mwFr4wENs4vhZvz1b5DMSDJQ_Q/s640/2019-12-16_21-43-31_967.heic" /></a></div><div><br /></div>She's a hunter! I found evidence of her playing with her prey on my bedroom floor, my bed and in the yard! She's brought me a mouse she killed in the yard! And she's gotten a few critters at the creek....but she leaves the ground squirrels alone. We really need to discuss that.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYcaqR4wm8nfd6AgZkSQChv5RbiuF0TlwS-xnCfSfGadRa52Au7r5A2niURg8fpl8Wp-RwyMfjvXALNuiDMVVyjoj9mBkHPtNBXq_TNHVT-gp6OqpSK0VRU0NspOWI_1pfBG3/s2048/2019-12-20_13-05-50_506.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpYcaqR4wm8nfd6AgZkSQChv5RbiuF0TlwS-xnCfSfGadRa52Au7r5A2niURg8fpl8Wp-RwyMfjvXALNuiDMVVyjoj9mBkHPtNBXq_TNHVT-gp6OqpSK0VRU0NspOWI_1pfBG3/s640/2019-12-20_13-05-50_506.heic" /></a></div><div><br /></div>She is also the only dog I've ever had that pays attention to the tv! She barks at any and every dog on television and many other animals! It's exhausting. The other day I really wanted to watch <u>The One and Only Ivan</u> and to my surprise, she simply watched it. NO barking! </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Z3czmhKs9g2KH4iZbgt6hRAfRWfTlWcKtKij8uI_7jshHbI5q7U-87GnIgPWaokBqVGUxAXtkfVrwoQzxAeZ7fEm74k9NTJjMmHtYWZZyypxGTNyNRQ6pOhk-Fw3MXyAq_bV/s2048/2020-03-01_16-51-44_302.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1652" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Z3czmhKs9g2KH4iZbgt6hRAfRWfTlWcKtKij8uI_7jshHbI5q7U-87GnIgPWaokBqVGUxAXtkfVrwoQzxAeZ7fEm74k9NTJjMmHtYWZZyypxGTNyNRQ6pOhk-Fw3MXyAq_bV/s640/2020-03-01_16-51-44_302.jpeg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>She loves the creek. She explores but doesn't disappear on me. She did take off after three coyotes when I got her. I dashed into the creek right after her and she managed to get back across the creek without me seeing her. I found myself knee-deep in the river, slipping on mossy rocks with her looking at me like I'm nuts! She's has not run off since. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ImMHm41HXvSXam9VJaRiQKJOO4EFxT_l-FGu04OiF11R1bfm_-BF4JuAUo4afl2yJklJggvKt8bKQQyUBe7qc7l5tLXQsXv2SIWdno4ufnjuC_nEHuTfZQ5ZjjJHT2Yl35nn/s2048/2020-04-25_08-14-30_626.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ImMHm41HXvSXam9VJaRiQKJOO4EFxT_l-FGu04OiF11R1bfm_-BF4JuAUo4afl2yJklJggvKt8bKQQyUBe7qc7l5tLXQsXv2SIWdno4ufnjuC_nEHuTfZQ5ZjjJHT2Yl35nn/s640/2020-04-25_08-14-30_626.heic" /></a></div><div><br /></div>This is her "I'm so patient waiting furEVER for momma to get ready" pose. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjTmAltIefYXysPUlPGoMUWUN3OxKWJveAcIbTl1g-0yHeoTrv3d8tfge4Q5Y18AZn3XoRuXexlyBawQQiyWz2lpcRNEqCyNDnORqqH4xGCmdS7Bl3WUeSsw7jaIEZWtjP1psJ/s2048/2020-06-05_08-48-19_239.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjTmAltIefYXysPUlPGoMUWUN3OxKWJveAcIbTl1g-0yHeoTrv3d8tfge4Q5Y18AZn3XoRuXexlyBawQQiyWz2lpcRNEqCyNDnORqqH4xGCmdS7Bl3WUeSsw7jaIEZWtjP1psJ/s640/2020-06-05_08-48-19_239.heic" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Like all my dogs, she LOVES coffee! She's not always patient when waiting for the dregs of my cup. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja1kljF1Sl4SYZMP0siwau7L2eMd6R33d9iOlhmJSKxNmz7Mvb3CoSApJxsQx6oXl-_MbhGm_Q7jU1wXM0fFAEgjJdpmTEWy5Wsa5gtYkGQBJnKrsTE_ayh_iQZ3JqVZ7LDnpz/s2048/2020-07-01_19-19-30_105.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja1kljF1Sl4SYZMP0siwau7L2eMd6R33d9iOlhmJSKxNmz7Mvb3CoSApJxsQx6oXl-_MbhGm_Q7jU1wXM0fFAEgjJdpmTEWy5Wsa5gtYkGQBJnKrsTE_ayh_iQZ3JqVZ7LDnpz/s640/2020-07-01_19-19-30_105.heic" /></a></div><div><br /></div>When we are hiking in the wilds, she is most often found walking right next to me. Not in front; never behind. It's annoying when the trail is narrow. But I do love that she stays so close. As with Macy Blue, "Find a good mom!" will bring her right to me! </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAc5lkRk6ncTDsCdTpXC7NlgY_bKC6YEwbGXBwKvhEpZQTczv7aEsfGzec6KdpnwAnRv_nlhNh87rTtF2Q_kDWjTnKpOkzlT6RTcSSVEuC6R17smi38IgIu1-zGjfMK1K_i4vu/s2048/2020-07-03_19-40-52_474.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAc5lkRk6ncTDsCdTpXC7NlgY_bKC6YEwbGXBwKvhEpZQTczv7aEsfGzec6KdpnwAnRv_nlhNh87rTtF2Q_kDWjTnKpOkzlT6RTcSSVEuC6R17smi38IgIu1-zGjfMK1K_i4vu/s640/2020-07-03_19-40-52_474.heic" /></a></div><div><br /></div>She was a little terrified of the river until her pals showed her what to do. Now, she just adores the water. I really love how this just runs through the generations of our hiking pack. I still remember when we met baby Aria, the rott. Mabel Lou just looked after her and showed her how to dip in the water. Aria taught Macy and Maizy. And Maizy was trying to teach Aria's little sister Roux the other day! </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv9m2-SxBVmzfsw6nx2sJ4-AhWoLExPMXyZ9JYX7w1T-erPmvSeXK_Env0bKMvNeSlbACXUyjIqgiF03amchvDAtaWqe5pyQ-62eDZwRtexRF-UDJ9U8YDhF0wpRldvTKXanyy/s2048/2020-07-19_13-53-41_594.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv9m2-SxBVmzfsw6nx2sJ4-AhWoLExPMXyZ9JYX7w1T-erPmvSeXK_Env0bKMvNeSlbACXUyjIqgiF03amchvDAtaWqe5pyQ-62eDZwRtexRF-UDJ9U8YDhF0wpRldvTKXanyy/s640/2020-07-19_13-53-41_594.jpeg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>She's SUPER fast. During the Pandemic, we do a long walk each morning. Some days we go to a little park near the house and I let her off leash on the tiny patch of green grass. She runs zoomies while I stretch. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyd5uOFdvozYAznm2K_yO3tFjg_ihTtSuRCvrMrbSJd7qAjrGHVe2qYft4C49T6euhXp6obdyZqwmUeVxtjjeyJcbHpOf8u-LGwA4CuzBkn2F0h4cWoz0-v-w0tx2jBdN5_QPv/s2048/2020-08-09_11-22-33_937.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyd5uOFdvozYAznm2K_yO3tFjg_ihTtSuRCvrMrbSJd7qAjrGHVe2qYft4C49T6euhXp6obdyZqwmUeVxtjjeyJcbHpOf8u-LGwA4CuzBkn2F0h4cWoz0-v-w0tx2jBdN5_QPv/s640/2020-08-09_11-22-33_937.heic" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Maizy True loves the ocean. This was her second visit. She was a little put off by the creek that "moves at you!" But she adored it before the trip was over. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEireTUoy66ZxZgjwjdJZ5uK677E3hdxhPLxvhpAHFX6QQaQMQyrt4DVTMkGB-E6y9rG-yrdSpEFvNmi0ZvgJz_HEwqFF67i0zAmlvBf4AW30p4PqvgRySnLd2Sef_Cm1iEOuJDJ/s2048/2020-08-18_19-19-51_741.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEireTUoy66ZxZgjwjdJZ5uK677E3hdxhPLxvhpAHFX6QQaQMQyrt4DVTMkGB-E6y9rG-yrdSpEFvNmi0ZvgJz_HEwqFF67i0zAmlvBf4AW30p4PqvgRySnLd2Sef_Cm1iEOuJDJ/s640/2020-08-18_19-19-51_741.heic" width="640" /></a></div> <p></p></div><div>She has lots of her friends but this girl is her absolute bestie. Bella is half Chihuahua and half German shepherd! They will play NON-stop if we don't give them a time out! Maizy actually sprained her tail from wagging it too much when Bella came over! Poor Bella has gone home limping from their antics! They make each other SO happy, so we try to get them together a few times a week. </div><div><br /></div><div>She is so joyful, I feel so very blessed to have her! </div><div><br /></div><div><b>Maizy True Stats</b>: </div><div>DoB: 12/26/2018</div><div>Gotcha Day: 3/08/2019</div><div>DNA: 64% Golden Retriever / 12% Husky / 12% Poodle / 12% Berger Blanc Suisse</div><div>Best trick: holding her paws "just so" to put on her sports bra</div><div>Best unwanted trick: Closing the middle console in the jeep so she can work her way into the front seat.</div><div>Edibles: Anything mom is eating... except fruit and medicine "treats"</div><div>Toys: Loves anything she can tear up! </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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We had a whole checklist of what that student had to do to earn my attention. If attention was paid for the wrong things...we were off and running toward a very bad day! I loved working that program...save for the crazy boss. I had to leave the district to get away from her. </p><p>Loved the next job (High school algebra! Ha! I haven't used algebra in 37 years and why the state of California makes us torture special needs kids with it...UGH!) ...until Covid sent all teacher specialists back to the classroom, bumping newbies like me. </p><p>So, I'm jobless and awaiting a re-entry interview at my old district. I'm honestly so exhausted from the last four years, I really don't mind the lack of work. </p><p>My goodness... I started working on a credential in July 2016 not understanding that I would be a classroom teacher by late August! (Thought I could do that and just sub.) 10 days into my new job, Mom's house flooded with 38" of water. Spent the year flying back and forth dealing with FEMA and contractors all while trying to get Mom to leave the house so the work could be done. (She won that argument!) So much craziness at work...constant meetings about my students, data tracking and reports to be written. I took NO time off, working every holiday. Worked all summer on salary points. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFcMRYhoPVfxCC5Q8sP2W53mh2l-8Lc0j3nwj7YejWejZ_C97rbg25dhsNaBgq9VZdrbucAWiT9G7BRsfdJNqVjJIoYA9kM0VwvwjejJSaSeMkD2hJMvjnVHZb7qu2MxiGxY0/s2048/2016-08-16_16-24-53_000.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKFcMRYhoPVfxCC5Q8sP2W53mh2l-8Lc0j3nwj7YejWejZ_C97rbg25dhsNaBgq9VZdrbucAWiT9G7BRsfdJNqVjJIoYA9kM0VwvwjejJSaSeMkD2hJMvjnVHZb7qu2MxiGxY0/s640/2016-08-16_16-24-53_000.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Mom in the boat when the Cajun Navy finally got her to leave her flooded house after 3 days! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVwf94Wym4HMjxkW_9ZrrnwgwRO4DAFB3vCTHQ1wGL4F8Gh4cxnTacrs1fX8gVTZrcUJRiWZjRIKizhhbeHI4QDBKAzFLtnGFoiplr3PC8vg5Sp0UKGxdeVU5N6bIiHJ9xwaS_/s2048/2016-08-27_14-47-31_567.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVwf94Wym4HMjxkW_9ZrrnwgwRO4DAFB3vCTHQ1wGL4F8Gh4cxnTacrs1fX8gVTZrcUJRiWZjRIKizhhbeHI4QDBKAzFLtnGFoiplr3PC8vg5Sp0UKGxdeVU5N6bIiHJ9xwaS_/s640/2016-08-27_14-47-31_567.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-style: italic;">Mom's house after we tore out the walls and tossed the furniture.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fall of 2017 brought crazy fires. One side of the mountains would catch on fire and I would pack a car with clothes, dog food, hard drives and vital papers and drop it off on the opposite mountain. Weeks later, the other mountain was on fire! Lather, rinse repeat. The morning the Creek Fire took off, even though it was close to me, the smoke was at my school. Of course, my school was the only one that didn't close! By midday, I was getting texts that I need to get home and get Macy Blue. It was a harrowing drive home with fires breaking out and taking multiple back roads to get into our valley. The next morning, my school still open, I took surface streets as the freeway was jammed. I noticed police blocking the way back toward home. I stopped and asked what was up... I could leave but I could not come home! NO WAY was I leaving Macy Blue in that fire ridden valley when I couldn't get home to her! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL9vDVBZPeSYQysyLd9C795fHLmNJ4ibRr77hp0vls6G22C75HtiAuU-10-FjfPvEeey6ZlnlfVJZldpgYD0zXXOcogOHcjaV3bhC32O2AXf7QIePw5_yvbg-5iJwdSeC9WvXd/s843/2017-12-05_14-41-36_929.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="843" data-original-width="843" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL9vDVBZPeSYQysyLd9C795fHLmNJ4ibRr77hp0vls6G22C75HtiAuU-10-FjfPvEeey6ZlnlfVJZldpgYD0zXXOcogOHcjaV3bhC32O2AXf7QIePw5_yvbg-5iJwdSeC9WvXd/s640/2017-12-05_14-41-36_929.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Creek Fire as seen from space. </i></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEissq3QRnphnhJrjWSvVBwSF-yjsvg3c2iOXwh0eGKEZ-jfdENqynhgy-wdn_yZr5N0ccow1IMXNfg7ibGbRpz7f_XBsXTW7jyOVdsqVOTbhxz7-yZbGI3Ve-1xs2fN3VNqYSxP/s2048/2017-11-23_09-58-30_015.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEissq3QRnphnhJrjWSvVBwSF-yjsvg3c2iOXwh0eGKEZ-jfdENqynhgy-wdn_yZr5N0ccow1IMXNfg7ibGbRpz7f_XBsXTW7jyOVdsqVOTbhxz7-yZbGI3Ve-1xs2fN3VNqYSxP/s640/2017-11-23_09-58-30_015.heic" /></a></div><i><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Our pal, Osa, days before Creek Fire</i></div></i><p></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHNGbeAuEfZr7YbuJe1GqB5nUmms4im_rT5muCIprKU7jQe0lni0MXrwxzFFlTANEF2aG08tLASYhI7CiUppHJPnnFnEhPsWKolRzept7J45-IbCi4er58mdnK_xWHhbFAindn/s2048/2017-12-24_13-54-52_515.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHNGbeAuEfZr7YbuJe1GqB5nUmms4im_rT5muCIprKU7jQe0lni0MXrwxzFFlTANEF2aG08tLASYhI7CiUppHJPnnFnEhPsWKolRzept7J45-IbCi4er58mdnK_xWHhbFAindn/s640/2017-12-24_13-54-52_515.heic" width="640" /></a></div><i>(Front to back) Osa, Riley, Aria, Macy Blue - same spot as above - after Creek Fire</i><p></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And after the fires, you know it, came the flood! I got home on January 9th to 10" of mud surrounding my house and in my pool! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh90f4ABQRXQyf-FpEhG_ttrHi2sSw9-rubv3iJx5V54doFtzCDaglayLPZ-sYh_qQhxEU8dasnI7BpuZunfNvveH6-5rBv4sxoKYaYQDMuD4INF2FEm7Bq38ySzY3rZq4-GxFE/s2048/2018-01-09_16-25-43_130.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh90f4ABQRXQyf-FpEhG_ttrHi2sSw9-rubv3iJx5V54doFtzCDaglayLPZ-sYh_qQhxEU8dasnI7BpuZunfNvveH6-5rBv4sxoKYaYQDMuD4INF2FEm7Bq38ySzY3rZq4-GxFE/s640/2018-01-09_16-25-43_130.heic" /></a><br /><i>It took months of shoveling to get all the mud out! </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2loasBxSwd_w6RfTNI4ca3_2g3N6uyh1lwkrBCO8nfLMj4T3LYWu1XyBlZ9UkgZLEhE-Q0ZPjlznWPyHvXnC_i6_jUKdjS_YJxN2xsmcTwy9BFMq73zjPZbkB78YXWYY0shc/s2048/2018-01-10_08-40-19_759.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2loasBxSwd_w6RfTNI4ca3_2g3N6uyh1lwkrBCO8nfLMj4T3LYWu1XyBlZ9UkgZLEhE-Q0ZPjlznWPyHvXnC_i6_jUKdjS_YJxN2xsmcTwy9BFMq73zjPZbkB78YXWYY0shc/s640/2018-01-10_08-40-19_759.heic" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Backyard and pool</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">Spring was spent trying to dig out and repair the pool. It was ready for summer, thank goodness. Especially during COVID, the pool has been my sanity. I swim about 90 -120 minutes a day! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTH8b1JVv7aHltZJ8JKclc_ahqUQ6vwJygxZ3X2e_-p77m5S0oEejHer_VrFR_8-c-A_XlymFKQ4KOv5lwE7gZGaZedRwhuzQeEc2XoSWMqkzSCu-n0-Ro7UOQmxqz9vYIwjVN/s2048/2018-06-08_18-06-11_144.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTH8b1JVv7aHltZJ8JKclc_ahqUQ6vwJygxZ3X2e_-p77m5S0oEejHer_VrFR_8-c-A_XlymFKQ4KOv5lwE7gZGaZedRwhuzQeEc2XoSWMqkzSCu-n0-Ro7UOQmxqz9vYIwjVN/s640/2018-06-08_18-06-11_144.heic" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>All better! </i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">June brought coyote drama. Macy Blue and I were hiking the dark side. We had just emerged from the swimming spot when I heard Macy growl...totally out of the norm. Ten feet away, she was on her hind legs in an embrace with a small coyote. He must have noticed her limp and took her for an easy target. She was NOT! Plus, her momma is part rottweiler... I screamed so loud, I terrified them both! The coyote took off and Macy ran to me. I thought she was fine but took her in anyway... it was a severe bite! My poor baby! </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSxiY7WIXJ0oT2j5PJYmFrGB908yiyqUt0nJD01GBxH4raN-lbl3J6qTW7N_gStpbbJUFEP7UlQobJZp0SmZJ8nYuYUX4PlmdQpb8ukhZ99y6c8Z8aWnYGhHk-IpkZe43Cd8qQ/s2048/2018-06-29_13-30-24_017.heic" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSxiY7WIXJ0oT2j5PJYmFrGB908yiyqUt0nJD01GBxH4raN-lbl3J6qTW7N_gStpbbJUFEP7UlQobJZp0SmZJ8nYuYUX4PlmdQpb8ukhZ99y6c8Z8aWnYGhHk-IpkZe43Cd8qQ/s640/2018-06-29_13-30-24_017.heic" /></a></div><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fall was more craziness, dealing with Mom's dementia. January, I was part of the one of the largest teacher strikes in history. It poured rain the whole time we were on strike. In the end, I feel special education lost out...our numbers actually INCREASED. </p><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And then came February. Macy Blue had been on a weird eating streak for months. I kept wondering if she had pica! She ate most of a letter. She ate beads... glass ones. She passed those. But in early February, she ate most of two different dish towels. And here's where I was stupid: When I lived in my previous house, I was friends with a hair dresser and her rottweiler. He loved to get his lips on any towel she had used to do hair! Seriously, this dog would eat and entire towel. When he would pass it, she would don gloves and pull! DON'T DO THIS! Rags can get impacted. </p><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Macy had a helluva week...overnight at the hospital, radio active beads confirmed nothing was moving. Day at her vets. I would have to pick her up when the overnight place closed at 7 am, drive her home so I could get to work by 7:40. I would leave her in my dog car and the bestie would drive her to the vet at 8:15. Back and forth for days...finally, my vet operated, found the rags and I was SO hopeful (and broke! $4K+). I took her for what I hoped would be her last overnight, begging her to live. Just after midnight on Valentine's Day, she crashed. I knew she could take no more. Her limp exhausted her and her heart murmur...it was too much! I told them to leave her in peace. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdOfOdN2G5RykHyos4JChn01oR0eAyuZ4WQojHZli3C1ehV540l6Y2RCYY_t3JgRReMZNjn43mojaX5vhz4T22in5z5tAcrykvf3b0YlQkod6F_4MI8ajcEe8FNKZt3rD2PTec/s2048/2019-02-13_06-38-18_671.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1535" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdOfOdN2G5RykHyos4JChn01oR0eAyuZ4WQojHZli3C1ehV540l6Y2RCYY_t3JgRReMZNjn43mojaX5vhz4T22in5z5tAcrykvf3b0YlQkod6F_4MI8ajcEe8FNKZt3rD2PTec/s640/2019-02-13_06-38-18_671.jpeg" /></a></div><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>The last photo of Macy Blue.</i></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And that brings me to the ray of sunshine at the top of this blog. Maizy... The first time I kept the M name a dog arrived here with. It just fit her and it was so weird. I really wanted to name Macy Maizy...but there were a number of bloggers with that name. So Macy it was... and Blue because she was so sad. Maizy's family wanted to name her Macy because the mom loved to shop there but she made them change it. And I kept thinking of the dream I had of Mabel...where she left me a pot of gold. </p><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Maizy was rehomed. She was such a high energy pup, I wondered what the hell I was going to do with her. But big hikes have tamed her! She often hikes right by my side. She is the happiest, smartest little thing ever! She reminds me of Mabel... capable of understanding conversations and reasoning... but without the arguments and disagreements! I'm over the moon with her! Middle name: True (short for Truelove - but that would embarrass her so please don't mention it!)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrGIV4G6Mope0_oEUwjYC_8Vycg_1Umius5HDX8ezWxhSnQgMpwDd2HWqDXy3v-sAX9B-doBQEEkYRwl9iyTb3Nq_oiDYWzIFH2npLTGuNvsStNBtHmKSOzdVe_fdZn30AfZrI/s2048/2019-03-18_11-37-20_889.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrGIV4G6Mope0_oEUwjYC_8Vycg_1Umius5HDX8ezWxhSnQgMpwDd2HWqDXy3v-sAX9B-doBQEEkYRwl9iyTb3Nq_oiDYWzIFH2npLTGuNvsStNBtHmKSOzdVe_fdZn30AfZrI/s640/2019-03-18_11-37-20_889.jpeg" /></a><br /><i>Day nine - Maizy True giving me a run for my money!</i></div><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My job at the high school was really demanding... I had a huge case load (26!) and saw 80 students throughout the day. But Maizy was kinda thrilled with lockdown. Long walks twice a day and Mom always at home. </p><p style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Not sure what's next... but I have a great pup by my side! </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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<span style="color: blue;">Macy, Chewy sent you <a href="https://www.chewy.com/american-journey-beef-sweet-potato/dp/135825" target="_blank">American Journey Grain Free Beef and Sweet Potato Recipe</a> kibble.</span> </div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Creekhiker here. Macy really enjoyed this food and it's look is really rich. Here are the ingredients:</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Deboned Beef, Chicken Meal, Turkey Meal, Peas, Chickpeas, Sweet
Potatoes, Dried Beet Pulp, Chicken Fat (Preserved with Mixed
Tocopherols), Natural Flavor, Pea Protein, Flaxseed, Menhaden Fish Meal,
Salmon Oil, Blueberries, Carrots, Salt, Dried Kelp,
Fructooligosaccharides, Choline Chloride, Vitamin E Supplement, Mixed
Tocopherols (Natural Preservative), Ferrous Sulfate, Zinc Proteinate,
Zinc Sulfate, Iron Proteinate, Yucca Schidigera Extract, Niacin
Supplement, Copper Sulfate, Potassium Chloride, Sodium Selenite, Calcium
Pantothenate, Copper Proteinate, Riboflavin Supplement, Manganese
Sulfate, Thiamine Mononitrate, Manganese Proteinate, Vitamin A
Supplement, Pyridoxine Hydrochloride, Vitamin B12 Supplement, Folic
Acid, Calcium Iodate, Vitamin D3 Supplement, Dried Bacillus coagulans
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<span style="color: blue;"> Good stuff. It is fairly pricey: 39.99 for a 24# bag but I might work it into the routine. Macy sure likes it as you can see below! </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;">Another fabulous pick from our friends at <a href="http://chewy.com/">Chewy.com</a>! I give </span></span><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: blue;"><a href="https://www.chewy.com/american-journey-beef-sweet-potato/dp/135825" target="_blank">American Journey Grain Free Beef and Sweet Potato Recipe</a> </span>four paws up: </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Creekhiker received no compensation to do this review. Macy Blue was given one bag of </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: blue;"><a href="https://www.chewy.com/american-journey-beef-sweet-potato/dp/135825" target="_blank">American Journey Grain Free Beef and Sweet Potato Recipe</a></span> </span><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> <span style="color: black;">by <a href="http://chewy.com/">Chewy.com</a> to devour or not. </span></span></span><br />
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Hello good pups and peeps of Blogville! Macy Blue here. I'm back with another <a href="http://chewy.com/">Chewy.com</a> review. </div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Well Miss Blue, they sent you <a href="https://www.chewy.com/merrick-backcountry-pacific-catch/dp/118360" target="_blank">Merrick's Backcountry Pacific Catch Real Salmon Jerky</a>. Does that sound good??? </span></div>
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That does look yummy mummy! BOL! Gimme gimme! Incoming!!!!!!</div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Creekhiker here. <span id="goog_92374961"></span><a href="https://www.chewy.com/merrick-backcountry-pacific-catch/dp/118360" target="_blank">Merrick's Backcountry Pacific Catch Real Salmon Jerky Dog Treats</a><span id="goog_92374962"></span> are a real tasty treat by a great name company. I've always liked Merrick's products and these are no exception. Macy Blue went super nutso for these! </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Ingredients: Deboned Salmon, Dried Cultured Skim Milk, Mixed Tocopherols (a Preservative), Rosemary Extract.</span></div>
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Wait! What?? Did Momma Tightpockets say I could have more of these??? OMD!!!</div>
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OK Mom... what did Chewy send me??<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Macy, Chewy sent a pack of <a href="https://www.chewy.com/halo-mixn-mores-freeze-dried-cage/dp/129902" target="_blank">Halo's Mix'n Mores Freeze Dried Cage Free Chicken Dog Food Toppers</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;">Wow! That's a mouthful Momma! Well... snap to Humom! Let's see it!</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: blue;">Well, Ms. Blue, it's freeze dried so this is what it looks like when I first add it to the kibble: </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: blue;">We already have your liquid glucosamine (also from Chewy.com) in the bowl along with a few fork-fulls of canned food. Then I add a quarter cup of Halo's and a cup of hot water and mix. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;">Moerm? Ierm kinna beezy...</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">That's fine MB.. I'll tell them about the Halos: </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Here are the ingredients straight from the Chewy.com website: </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Chicken, Chicken Liver, Whole Flaxseed, Salt, Salmon Oil, Mixed Tocopherols (A Preservative), Calcium Sulfate, Calcium Carbonate, Vitamin E Supplement, Zinc Sulfate, Ferrous Sulfate, Copper Sulfate, Niacin Supplement, D-Calcium Pantothenate, Manganese Sulfate, Vitamin A Supplement, Riboflavin Supplement, Sodium Selenite, Thiamine Mononitrate, Vitamin D3 Supplement, Vitamin B</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">It's no great secret that I always watch my pocketbook... This is a nice product, Macy loves it and you save considerably more than 5% by putting it on Autoship with Chewy.... which brings it in line with the cost of similar freeze dried foods we've tried. So... we might add this one to the mix from time to time. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Let's see what the girl has to say. Macy?? </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;">I LOVE it! See??</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;">Wow! Momma's getting crazy with the lose purse strings! Hey! Who am I to complain?? I give <a href="https://www.chewy.com/halo-mixn-mores-freeze-dried-cage/dp/129902" target="_blank">Halo's Mix'n Mores four paws up: </a></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Creekhiker received no compensation to do this review. Macy Blue was given one bag of </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: blue;"><a href="https://www.chewy.com/halo-mixn-mores-freeze-dried-cage/dp/129902" target="_blank">Halo's Mix n More Freeze Dried Cage Free Chicken Dog Food Topper</a></span> </span><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> <span style="color: black;">by <a href="http://chewy.com/">Chewy.com</a> to devour or not. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Macy Blue, Chewy sent you <a href="https://www.chewy.com/victor-grain-free-beef-vegetables/dp/134759" target="_blank">Victor's Grain Free Beef and Vegetables Entree in Gravy canned food</a>.</span><br />
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That looks pretty tasty Mom! Why don't we show them how to make the Macy Blue Stew?? First Momma mashes the canned food with a fork... cause she likes me to have lots of gravy! I LOVE gravy!<br />
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Then, she adds my glucosamine (We get the Grizzly kind from Chewy!) and my kibbles. She mixes it all with a little bit of hot water. And Voila... well, you may notice this is not mashed... Momma's gonna have something to say about that with her old blue words... <br />
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But this is me... eating...nom nom nom.<br />
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O.K. time for Momma to "blue it up!"<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Creekhiker here. Yeah... this stuff does NOT mash well. It's SO HARD! Every time I took a fork to it, it popped out on the counter or across the room! I finally gave up! So, it doesn't make the richest gravy. But let's look at the ingredients: </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Chicken, Beef Broth, Chicken Broth, Chicken Liver, Beef, Dried Egg
Whites, Dried Egg Product, Potatoes, Potato Starch, Carrots, Peas,
Natural Flavor, Guar Gum, Dried Plain Beet Pulp, Ground Flaxseed, Salt,
Sodium Phosphate, Calcium Carbonate, Potassium Chloride, Tricalcium
Phosphate, Sodium Carbonate, Vitamins (Vitamin E Supplement, Thiamine
Mononitrate, Niacin Supplement, D-Calcium Pantothenate, Vitamin A
Supplement, Riboflavin Supplement, Biotin, Vitamin B12 Supplement,
Pyridoxine Hydrochloride, Vitamin D3 Supplement, Folic Acid), Minerals
(Ferrous Sulfate, Zinc Oxide, Copper Proteinate, Sodium Selenite,
Manganese Sulfate, Potassium Iodide), Choline Chloride, Magnesium Oxide.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: blue;">Good stuff but... a bit pricey. I just ordered canned food and was shocked at how high it has gotten. I used to keep it between $1 and $1.20 a can and none of my favorite brands were even close to that when I placed our last order. This stuff is almost $3 a can. I've got to admit, this is steep for me. I'm going to be shopping much earlier when I stock the pantry next time and try to find quality food at a cheaper price. Either that or I'm going to have to start cooking! </span><br />
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Oy! There goes Princess Pocketbook again! Although...she IS a pretty darn good cook! Hmmm...<br />
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Whatever... I liked the <span style="color: blue;"><a href="https://www.chewy.com/victor-grain-free-beef-vegetables/dp/134759" target="_blank">Victor's Grain Free Beef and Vegetables Entree in Gravy canned food</a>. <span style="color: black;">Here's my proof:</span></span><br />
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We dashed over to Auntie <a href="http://rottrover.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Rottrover</a>'s and jumped in the Otto Mobile with Osa and went to our favorite Sunday hike. It's on the back side of our mountain up in the National Forest. Nobody is ever there...but there were some "bee people" there today. More on that in a minute. <br />
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I thought you might be tired of our reviews from the backyard so I got my Auntie to bring my best bud, <a href="http://rottrover.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Otto Rotto</a>, out for a hike with some treats!<br />
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Chewy sent me <a href="https://www.chewy.com/rachael-ray-nutrish-pawsta-beef/dp/135891" target="_blank">Pawsta from Rachael Ray Nutrish</a> line to review. First of all...how cute is Otto Rotto staring up at his mom?? Can you tell from the look on my face that I adore him??? He was my first friend my mom introduced me to after I came to live here! </div>
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Here's a shot of the bag. Mom likes the window where you can see what the treats look like and how big they are. They are shaped like rigatoni and filled with meatables! Yum!</div>
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Come ON Auntie!! Let us taste!!!</div>
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Oh you're just teasing us!!! Poor Otto! </div>
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Finally!!! It's MY turn!!! Chewing.....</div>
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Oooh and another!!!! THANKS AUNTIE!!!</div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Creekhiker here. I was not sure about these...they were nothing I would have picked. RR is not my favorite <strike>chef cook</strike> er....television hostess. But darn if they aren't affordable, made of good stuff and...it appears my princess and her big guy like them! </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Beef, Ground Rice, Pearled Barley, Rye, Vegetable Glycerin, Potato
Protein, Brown Rice, Rice Syrup, Tapioca, Brown Sugar, Oatmeal, Gelatin,
Water, Flaxseeds, Poultry fat (preserved with Mixed Tocopherols),
Natural Flavor, Sunflower Lecithin, Salt, Citric Acid (a preservative),
Paprika Extract, Beef Stock, Sorbic Acid (a preservative), Potassium
Chloride, Carrot Extract, Titanium Dioxide (color), Rosemary Extract.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">So...it appears we may be adding these to the autoship rotation.</span> </div>
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Whoo hoo! I got it in writing folks! More Pawsta for me! As for the last word, I think Otto's lips say it all: </div>
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That wraps it up! Otto 'n' me give <a href="https://www.chewy.com/rachael-ray-nutrish-pawsta-beef/dp/135891" target="_blank">Rachael Rays's Nutrish Pawsta</a> eight paws up!<br />
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OK Mom... what did Chewy.com send me???<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">This month, they sent you <a href="https://www.chewy.com/blue-buffalo-healthy-starts/dp/111928" target="_blank">Blue Buffalo Healthy Starts Southwest Skillet with Beef and Egg</a> Macy Blue.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">What do you think MB? Does it look like pate??? </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;">I'm not sure what that is Mom, but it looks mighty fine to me... get the fork!!!</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><span style="color: black;"> Well that sure is tasty Mom... Let's put it with some kibble. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"> Beef, Chicken Broth, Chicken Liver, Potatoes, Dried Egg, Guar Gum, Tricalcium Phosphate, Natural Flavor, Potassium Chloride, Salt, Carrageenan, Cassia Gum, Choline Chloride, Zinc Amino Acid Chelate, Iron Amino Acid Chelate, Vitamin E Supplement, Magnesium Oxide, Copper Amino Acid Chelate, Manganese Amino Acid Chelate, Sodium Selenite, Thiamine Mononitrate (Vitamin B1), Cobalt Amino Acid Chelate, Cobalt Amino Acid Chelate, Niacin Supplement (Vitamin B3), Calcium Pantothenate (Vitamin B5), Vitamin A Supplement, Riboflavin Supplement (Vitamin B2), Biotin (Vitamin B7), Vitamin B12 Supplement, Potassium Iodide, Pyridoxine Hydrochloride (Vitamin B6), Vitamin D3 Supplement, Folic Acid (Vitamin B9).</span></blockquote>
<span style="color: blue;">My biggest beef with these is the they only come in a 3 oz can...maybe they are meant for small dogs? The price on these is currently 1.24 per 3 oz. and my regular brand is 1.67 for 12 oz. which makes the Healthy Starts rather pricey for my budget. I also did not like the plastic container. It was hard to put a lid on for the fridge and in retrospect, I wonder if I was under-feeding Macy!</span><br />
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Well, I sure like it! Wait! WHAT??? I'm being UNDERFED???? Oh, the abuse!!! GRRRRRR. I have to go have a chat with Mom... but ... I give <a href="https://www.chewy.com/blue-buffalo-healthy-starts/dp/111928" target="_blank">Blue Buffalo Healthy Starts Breakfast Skillet</a>four paws up!<br />
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OK, Mom the year is wasting away...what did <a href="http://chewy.com/">Chewy.com</a> send me this month?<br />
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</span> <span style="color: blue;">They sent some <a href="https://www.chewy.com/stella-chewys-superblends-cage-free/dp/133071" target="_blank">Stella and Chewy Meal Mixer Superblends</a></span>:<br />
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I'm not sure what a superblend is...but if it's from the nice folks at Chewy, I'm game! Let's get to it!<br />
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</span> <span style="color: blue;">It's a topper for your foodables Macy...or you can eat it like a whole meal...user's choice.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">So I started your supper just like normal but used about a 1/4 less food...</span><br />
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LESS FOOD???? NOOOOOoooo!<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">MB, it's a "topper"... I subtracted 1/4 cup so I could ADD a 1/4 cup of the Stella and Chewy's Superblends....</span><br />
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Oh... Make sure it's the right amount Mom....<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">I did, MB! Then we mix it in....</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Whatcha think Macy Blue??</span><br />
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Nom Nom nomnomnomnomnom....<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Well...here's what the Chewy.com website says about the <a href="https://www.chewy.com/stella-chewys-superblends-cage-free/dp/133071" target="_blank">Stella and Chewy Superblends</a>:</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;"> Duck With Ground Bone, Turkey, Turkey Liver, Goose, Turkey Gizzard,
Organic Bananas, Organic Wild Blueberries, Organic Strawberries, Pumpkin
Seed, Potassium Chloride, Organic Cranberries, Organic Spinach, Organic
Broccoli, Organic Beets, Sodium Phosphate Monobasic, Organic Carrots,
Organic Squash, Organic Apples, Choline Chloride, Dried Pediococcus
Acidilactici Fermentation Product, Dried Lactobacillus Acidophilus
Fermentation Product, Dried Bifidobacterium Longum Fermentation Product,
Tocopherols (Preservative), Calcium Carbonate, Zinc Proteinate, Zinc
Sulfate, Iron Sulfate, Iron Proteinate, Vitamin E Supplement, Niacin,
Copper Sulfate, Copper Proteinate, Manganese Sulfate, Sodium Selenite,
Manganese Proteinate, Thiamin Mononitrate, Pyridoxine Hydrochloride,
Vitamin D3 Supplement, Folic Acid, Calcium Iodate, Vitamin B12
Supplement.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: blue;">Key Benefits: </span><br />
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<li><span style="color: blue;">Adds a boost of real, freeze-dried, raw-food nutrition and taste to your dog’s kibble, with every scoop</span></li>
<li><span style="color: blue;">Each batch starts with 95% raw poultry, bone and
organs—with no added hormones or antibiotics—plus wholesome, 100%
organic certified fruits and vegetables</span></li>
<li><span style="color: blue;">Made without grains, gluten ingredients, fillers, or artificial preservatives or colorings</span></li>
<li><span style="color: blue;">Every batch is crafted with care in their own USA
kitchen, using only the finest, responsibly sourced ingredients, with no
ingredients from China</span></li>
<li><span style="color: blue;">Simply scoop and mix with your pet’s kibble to serve.</span></li>
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<span style="color: blue;">Back to the Ms. Macy Blue:</span><br />
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I can say that was deeeelish Mom! So...can we get MORE???<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Well... it's kinda expensive, coming in at more than $2 an ounce!</span><br />
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There goes Princess Pocketbook again!<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">Well, I find this similar in quality to other freeze dried foods we've tried and some of those are around .55 cents per ounce....So I would rather get you those.</span><br />
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Ugh! What ever MOM!<br />
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I still give Stella and Chewy's Superblends FOUR PAWS UP! Princess Pocketbook is still looking for a crowbar to jam in her wallet and is unable to vote!<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Creekhiker received no compensation to do this review. Macy Blue was given one bag of </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: blue;"><a href="https://www.chewy.com/stella-chewys-superblends-cage-free/dp/133071" target="_blank">Stella and Chewy Superblends</a></span> </span><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> <span style="color: black;">by <a href="http://chewy.com/">Chewy.com</a> to devour or not. </span></span></span><blockquote class="tr_bq">
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