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This post is in lighter spirits....
One of the cool things I found at the farm fair was all the "girl power". A lot of the animals were shown by girls...I don't mean the bunnies and chicks and piglets and stuff, what I'm talking about were the big a** STEERS and the STRONG HOGS and sheep with bulging biceps! These girls kicked butt and it made me proud of them. I can be a mix of girly girl and dirty girl all in one but I'm the first to admit a bad day sends me running to the makeup counter for a new lipstick. Nothing brightens my day like a shiny new tube of it! So it was cool to see these girls out there, powerful and full of pride...and some had on lipgloss too!
As I mentioned, I was afraid that the farm fair would make me a vegetarian, and I have to say I am much more mindful of what I eat. I mean NO DISRESPECT to all the red-meat lovin, chicken lickin' eaters out there. I'm one of you, however, It definately put a new light on food for me. I don't think I'll be having nearly as many red meat meals in the future. This brings me to a Peytonism.
A few days after the farm fair, my mother-in-law took the kids to Wendy's and Cole was talking about what he was going to order. Peyton heard him and said, "Cole, I thought you were going to be a vegetarian!" He said, "well, I'm thinking about it!" Then Peyton exclaimed, "but you had candy today!"
Our sweet brown boy left us yesterday. I am thankful that he was able to leave peacefully and restfull in my lap. He will always be in our hearts but now joins many friends who wait patiently.
If you are not familiar with the rainbow Bridge concept, go here... www.rainbowbridge.comIn the room where we go in our vet's office there is the story of an indian legend with the same concept. It always brings us comfort.
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I really never meant for this photography blog/personal blog to turn into the chester blog, so I'm sorry. I can't really say a lot about him tonight. He's comfortable, chilling on the tile in the kitchen, still. But the journey has almost ended. I took this photo yesterday.(Sat). I love you Chest.
I'm sorry to say that Chester is now greatly slowing down. He's still eating his dinner and treats but he just doesn't have much spunk left. Today was the second day of very rest-filled days for him (and me too). He is not in pain and still gets on the couch although the cool tile of the kitchen seems to often be preferable. I just wanted to let everyone know and we still appreciate all of your seamingly endless positive thoughts and prayers. Thank you.
<------Thank God it doesn't quite look like this although that is a DERN cute piggy butt. I'm home from the surgery. It went well. Took a little more than twice as long as expected because my floating dried out disc piece was larger than anticipated. You know me, always the overachiever! :-) If I'm going to have a leg numbing and weakening dried disc piece rubbing up against my spinal cord, it's gonna big a nice big one! Please be aware I'm writing this post on a couple of percosets...I'm not supposed to be on the computer. shhhh
Oh, here's my pretty little booth lit up with the delightful and delish chandelier I purchased in Bethany Beach at my friend's shop. LOVE IT!
I finished up the farm fair today. To say I'm exhausted is probably an understatement. But it was soooooo much fun. Really, exhausting fun! I would have to say I learned a lot about farm animals, and all kinds of cool animal fact that I had no clue about. But I also learned of the incredible kindness of others (Thank you Steve and Debbie Nelson) and how helpful friends can be. I also COULD NOT have gotten through those four days with out the help of my son, Cole. Really, he got up early with me EVERY day didn't complain once about loading and unloading and all kinds of stuff I'd have him do. It was really cool, fun mom and son bonding time too. Again thank you all for your help...everyone from my family (sister, dad and in-laws) to friends!
I have lot's of awesome farm fair photos to share but it's going to be a bit. I needed more help than normal this past weekend because I'm having some major back issues that will require surgery this week. I have 4 sessions that I need to finish up by Wednesday and also get the discs for the 4 H done. If you email me and I don't return it quickly, please forgive me, it may be a week or two. Please accept my apologies for the delays in advance! :-)
Chester is still doing well, thank God. In fact, for a few days he seemed to be the healthiest dog in the house! Macy caught the bacterial infection from McCoy(the family is calling him Levi, but he's still my McCoy). But they are both on the mend now.
I believe most things happen for a reason and this (McCoy) did to, I'm sure. First let me say, Chesterman is still doing fine 9 weeks and 3 days post diagnosis. My father and I worked on my farm-fair display all day in the side yard and Chester layed under the display table in the shade and supervised. Macy and McCoy watched closely from the fence in the back yard, just a few feet away. On to McCoy...
We had contacted our rescue group(http://www.boxerrescue.com/) immediately after Chester's diagnosis to let Jane know of his unfortune and also to be on the look out for a new member of our family. Macy is HIGH stress and has never been an only dog, even when she was with her previous family. We wanted as little lag time between whenever Chest made his heavenly departure and adding the new member. We knew that would have been extrememly emotionally troubling for Macy.
Well, 2 days ago, in the late afternoon, I recieved a call from a great volunteer from our local shelter. She had helped me when I transported one of their boxers to a foster home up north. She had us on the list as a contact and she told me that a 6month old pup had been surrendered the day before. Within moments the kids and I packed up and headed to the shelter to check him out. Well, you see what happened don't ya? We now have three boxers in the household.
This little lovebug has stolen our hearts already. I've had a boxer since the summer of my 18 birthday...almost 20 years. Yeah, yeah, I'm old. Whatever. There was Mugzy, then
Buzz, then Cooper, Chester, Macy and now McCoy. I have to tell you, my family is not sold on
the
name. So If I come here in a day or two and call him something else, you know I was defeated. We' ve never had a puppy this young, Cooper and Chester were both 8 months when we got them. He definately has boxer puppy spirit~! I love this shot of him zipping past the crepe myrtle...his front legs barely keeping up with the back! This little guy apparently spent 8-10 hours a day outside kenneled and was crated in the house. We have no kennels here and never will, although we will crate him when we are not home. A 6 month old unsupervised boxer can be a very dangerous thing...heck a 7 year old boxer on steriods can do a lot of damage...look at the bread drawer post from a few days ago! And for never haveing been allowed on the furniture before, he's adjusted to that swimmingly as well. Speaking of swimming, he thought he was Jesus for a few moments today and attempted to walk across the garden pond (although those lily pads are deceivingly sturdy LOOKING).
This post is in lighter spirits....
