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Gracie’s Ramp

Our “dear girl” Gracie Barker Beaule is a 12-year old Golden Retriever. She’s lost a lot of her long hair on her tail, but she’s still pretty. I love her little white face.

She has arthritis in her back legs and hips. She can barely bend her back legs and going up and down the two steps that are required for her to enter or leave our house has become extremely difficult. She managed an awkward “hop” going down, but I worried that she would break her leg or her hip.

However, my husband and brother in law built her a ramp. Check this out:

Another…

She goes up and down with ease. I’m convinced this has added months to her life (and such a precious life it is).

Of course, there’s always something. In this case, it’s Sam the Sinister Cat who still worries her. He gets under the ramp, and like the little troll he is, he jumps out and scares Gracie.

He has a bad reputation for doing these things. Look at this…

MOST WANTED!! Sam The Sinister Cat

He’s on the Mendota, Virginia Most Wanted List.

Sam on Ramp

Look at him…sunning himself. He doesn’t feel guilty for terrorizing Gracie. He does not care. I’m sure he will keep scaring her until he gets caught.

Sam The Sinister Cat – Known Disguise

He’s very sly. If he feels that folks around Mendota are suspicious, he pulls out one of his many disguises. He sometimes wears a mustache.

If you have seen Sam the Sinister Cat, please leave a comment on this blog.

Wrong on So Many Levels

I found a dead bluebird in my yard last week. Who committed this terrible act? It was a mindless sport killing — no one had attempted to eat the bird.

I can’t think of anything to say! She is not even ashamed.

Coming Home To Virginia

Hay Cutting Time May 2012

Last week I made an overnight trip to Alpharetta, Georgia for work. I got home just in time to see Mr. Faust mowing hay in the backyard. Smelled so good. If I could package this smell, I’d be a rich woman!

Even after one night, I get excited returning home to Mendota. Clinch Mountain…happy feet…security. All one and the same to me.

I am a mountain person. I don’t feel safe if Clinch Mountain is not at my back. In Adriana Trigiana’s book Big Stone Gap, Ave Maria describes herself as a “mountain girl with a flat butt.” That’s me.

I am not, however, dissing an overnight trip. I even brought a pal back home with me.

My pal PB!

She’s got good taste! Stuff for the master bedroom. I’ll show you the pictures when the goodies come out of the bag. Currently, I’ve got PB and her contents hidden in the closet. Beginning next week, I’m starting the process of cleaning and painting and freshening up the inside of my house. It’s dirty filthy nasty!

Only 10 More Days

Only ten more days and I am unemployed. It’s a little scary, but it is so necessary. Check me out. I’ve got so pudgy I could be a chipmunk. Ok…maybe a chipmunk is a little small. How about a hog? I’ve got to lose weight before fall as that’s hog killing time in southwest Virginia. I will keep you abreast of my progress. It all starts on May 31. My new healthy life.

Back to the hogs. I can never recall my family setting down to a Thanksgiving dinner when we grew up in Mendota. I remember other families having Thanksgiving but not us. I asked one of my sisters, and she explained that Thanksgiving was hog killing time. Oh. Yuck. I wonder…why was it Thanksgiving?

What do you think Dale Jett is thinking in the picture below? He’s digging around hunting raffle tickets, but I’ll bet he’s really thinking…”she’d better be careful at Thanksgiving.” Or…”hummm….I smell bacon.”

That’s okay…go ahead and make fun and think pig thoughts. I’m gonna be skinny by summer’s end!!

Oink Oink Squeal

Getting Started

I have been telling my husband that I’m going to blog. I have lists of ideas and projects that I want to talk with you about. I’ve got myself all set up but I must learn how to post and add pictures if this is ever going to happen.

Today, I start. If I can’t post a picture. I can still post words. Stay with me while I”m learning.