"Yo folks, the Monti here. I'm just laying here, doing the Shabbat thing. I'm just chillin'"
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Showing posts with label A Reel Dog. Show all posts
Saturday, 24 November 2012
Just Chilling
"Yo folks, the Monti here. I'm just laying here, doing the Shabbat thing. I'm just chillin'"
Thursday, 18 October 2012
Operation New Beginnings Part 2
Shalom:
Well after taking the day off, it is back to packing.
As we pack up the Reel Tent, I find myself often asking the question, "do I really need this?" And often the answer is no. Either Mark and/or I have out grown it or don't need it.
So we have a box set aside for thing to go to Good Will. Not junk, but loving second hand treasures.
We have been blessed boxes; Hope Haven where mummie Jordan lives, saved a brunch of boxes and new friend Jerry, saved boxes for us as well from a recent shipment of comic books (Jerry owns the Comic Book Store where my brother David use to work.)
Our neighours have been dropping off boxes for us well, sorry to see us leave, but vowing to keep in touch. Already we have the phone numbers of seven of our neighours and when we have the house dedicated, we will invite them over.
We are really having fun as we pack up. Memories of the first weeks we moved in, having to dig out long johns because the heat wasn't on yet, creating the sun room into a breakfast nook, only to find the sun didn't shine into the room until four in the afternoon. And Monti running through the apartment with our undergarments.
A few days ago, I had gone into the kitchen to turn off the tea kettle and returned to the living room, to continue packing. From the corner of my eye, I noticed a large box moving slightly.
Knowing we don't have ghosts, nor were any trucks driving by, I figured there was another reason.
And I didn't see Monti any where....
"Monti?"
Just as I thought. Since the box top is the same level as the sofa, it would be logical for Monti to check it out....
I think he looks rather comfortable.....
Well after taking the day off, it is back to packing.
As we pack up the Reel Tent, I find myself often asking the question, "do I really need this?" And often the answer is no. Either Mark and/or I have out grown it or don't need it.
So we have a box set aside for thing to go to Good Will. Not junk, but loving second hand treasures.
We have been blessed boxes; Hope Haven where mummie Jordan lives, saved a brunch of boxes and new friend Jerry, saved boxes for us as well from a recent shipment of comic books (Jerry owns the Comic Book Store where my brother David use to work.)
Our neighours have been dropping off boxes for us well, sorry to see us leave, but vowing to keep in touch. Already we have the phone numbers of seven of our neighours and when we have the house dedicated, we will invite them over.
We are really having fun as we pack up. Memories of the first weeks we moved in, having to dig out long johns because the heat wasn't on yet, creating the sun room into a breakfast nook, only to find the sun didn't shine into the room until four in the afternoon. And Monti running through the apartment with our undergarments.
A few days ago, I had gone into the kitchen to turn off the tea kettle and returned to the living room, to continue packing. From the corner of my eye, I noticed a large box moving slightly.
And I didn't see Monti any where....
"Monti?"
Thursday, 12 July 2012
Update On Monti
Shalom:
In yesterday's post, I posted about Monti's search for an M&M in my quilting bag.
Yes, he is feeling so much better.
Lord Montaque T Reel is back.
He is back to sleeping all night, trying to get into his treat draw and sitting in from of the door, waiting to go out for his walk.
Tuesday morning, Monti had a follow up with his Vet. While he has lost two pounds due to his recent illness, the Vet says Monti is doing great. He even ate the doggie treat given to him.
So, once again, we are stepping over a blue-green monkey named George, finding my sofa quilt has been dragged to the floor and made into a doggie bed and having to fight off a little dog who is trying to mug me of my fried chicken wing.
In yesterday's post, I posted about Monti's search for an M&M in my quilting bag.
Yes, he is feeling so much better.
He is back to sleeping all night, trying to get into his treat draw and sitting in from of the door, waiting to go out for his walk.
Tuesday morning, Monti had a follow up with his Vet. While he has lost two pounds due to his recent illness, the Vet says Monti is doing great. He even ate the doggie treat given to him.
So, once again, we are stepping over a blue-green monkey named George, finding my sofa quilt has been dragged to the floor and made into a doggie bed and having to fight off a little dog who is trying to mug me of my fried chicken wing.
Sunday, 17 June 2012
Potty Training
Shalom:
It has been a rough few days.
Mark's PTSD kicked in Friday and I found myself in the battle of my life, praying for my husband who had not only shut me out, but wanted to die.
Why am I sharing this? Because many of our Veterans have these deep, unseen wounds. They struggle with every day life and things like no money, no job and the threat of losing their homes only add to the stress.
A friend of my said to me one day; "I just don't understand, Laini. Why can't businesses be made to hire our Vets. Why aren't jobs waiting for them? This is so wrong. Mark has given so much to this nation and this is how America repays him????"
Well, when the President can go to Hollywood and raise millions for his campaign fund, but can't stir up for the men and women who serve under him......
Anyway, after much prayer and talking, Mark is doing better. I just have to keep loving him through this.
Monti is eating more and more, but we still have to encourage him to do so. The Vet said this is part of his growing older; not wanting to eat as much. I am hoping once he gets his medication, he will start eating more.
However, Monti is now beginning to have accidents in the house. I had read several weeks ago this could happen and here we are. So now we are learning to deal with canine incontinence.
Again, my mummie/nursing skills are kicking in. I have notice Monti needs to go out every five hours. So we have to time this so that his little badder is retrained to wait until he gets outside. Because he an UTI, this will lead to incontinence. There are oilmets, doggie pads and even doggie nappies that can help.
But I can't imagine Monti allowing me to put him in a nappy...
It has been a rough few days.
Mark's PTSD kicked in Friday and I found myself in the battle of my life, praying for my husband who had not only shut me out, but wanted to die.
Why am I sharing this? Because many of our Veterans have these deep, unseen wounds. They struggle with every day life and things like no money, no job and the threat of losing their homes only add to the stress.
A friend of my said to me one day; "I just don't understand, Laini. Why can't businesses be made to hire our Vets. Why aren't jobs waiting for them? This is so wrong. Mark has given so much to this nation and this is how America repays him????"
Well, when the President can go to Hollywood and raise millions for his campaign fund, but can't stir up for the men and women who serve under him......
Anyway, after much prayer and talking, Mark is doing better. I just have to keep loving him through this.
Monti is eating more and more, but we still have to encourage him to do so. The Vet said this is part of his growing older; not wanting to eat as much. I am hoping once he gets his medication, he will start eating more.
However, Monti is now beginning to have accidents in the house. I had read several weeks ago this could happen and here we are. So now we are learning to deal with canine incontinence.
Again, my mummie/nursing skills are kicking in. I have notice Monti needs to go out every five hours. So we have to time this so that his little badder is retrained to wait until he gets outside. Because he an UTI, this will lead to incontinence. There are oilmets, doggie pads and even doggie nappies that can help.
But I can't imagine Monti allowing me to put him in a nappy...
Thursday, 14 June 2012
The Lion King
Boker Tov:
Yesterday, mid-morning, Mark, Monti and I were laying on the bed. It had been a long night and Monti had his Vet appointment later in the afternoon, so we were getting some rest. When I turned my head to look at Mark, I found the following....
It has been a week since we have seen the playful Montaque. But there he was, looking all the world like the Lion King....
So of course, I went to get the cameria, this was just too good to pass up....
And may I point out.....
Mark is asleep.....
Yesterday, mid-morning, Mark, Monti and I were laying on the bed. It had been a long night and Monti had his Vet appointment later in the afternoon, so we were getting some rest. When I turned my head to look at Mark, I found the following....
Tuesday, 12 June 2012
Montaque, Our Little Teacher
“A righteous man cares for the needs of his animal.” (Proverbs 12:10)
Monday, 11 June 2012
Blue Face
Boker Tov (good morning)
Last week, Mark and I were blessed with some groceries. Amoung them were a package of red, white and blue frosted cupcakes.
When handing them out for a snack, Mark gave me a red frosted cupcake, stating he gave me red because I am a" Red Hot Mama."
He took a blue one because he is a "True Blue Amercian Boy."
I thought it was cute and then reminded him that blue is also the colour of the Democratic Party. We exchanged cupcakes.
Our little Montaque, who hasn't been feeling well the past few days, looked up at the cupcake longingly. While he couldn't have the chocolate cake, I did give him some the frosting....
Gota to love a little dog with a blue tongue.
Last week, Mark and I were blessed with some groceries. Amoung them were a package of red, white and blue frosted cupcakes.
When handing them out for a snack, Mark gave me a red frosted cupcake, stating he gave me red because I am a" Red Hot Mama."
He took a blue one because he is a "True Blue Amercian Boy."
I thought it was cute and then reminded him that blue is also the colour of the Democratic Party. We exchanged cupcakes.
Our little Montaque, who hasn't been feeling well the past few days, looked up at the cupcake longingly. While he couldn't have the chocolate cake, I did give him some the frosting....
Sunday, 3 June 2012
A Day at Barkely Gardens
Shalom:
Beautiful weather. Nice and sunny. And cooler thanks to the Tornado that flew our neighbourhood last Friday night.
One of the blessings we have here in Ghent is a Doggie Park, better known as Barkely Gardens.
Yeah, I know, the Park has gone to the dogs....
As you can see, Monti enjoys the Park, playing with his friends and meeting new ones.
I love it because we can take him off his lead and let him run about and play. Even lay in the grass and enjoy the sun.
I heard only one complaint about Barkely Gardens and that there is no place to sit. Well, I have to say I agree.
This way we are interacting with the furry baby and making sure he stays out of trouble. And since the Garden closes at Sunset, this stops people from hanging out after dark.
So many of us who like in Ghent are apartment dwellers and don't have backgrounds for our pets to run and play. So I think it is amazing and very good of the City of Norfolk to allow us to have a place for our pets. It is one of the things I love about Ghent; she makes all of her residents feel welcome.
Even the four-legged ones.
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