Little Bit of Everything

The sunset last night…

It may be hotter than three hells in Florida, but at least we have brilliant sunsets.

I just threw Daisy’s babies away. The wee bunnies who looked like the Velveteen Rabbit; loved half to death. It was a wrench.

Yes, we still have Badger, but I’m washing and sorting babies/beds/blankets for donation. Badger doesn’t really care about stuffed toys (though she has them) and won’t use a bed. Weirdo. 😉

The big 6-8 is tomorrow and I’m not ready. My sister declares the entire month of July her month and solicits gifts and tokens of eternal love… and does so with all the joy she possesses. I do so envy her. Me? Birthdays are things to tolerate… speed through. Might be a different matter if I could still eat cake. It’s like a bad lover – just get it over with so I can back to my life.


DaGoddess, if you’re out there, shoot me a text or comment. You’ve been dark too long…

Good News!

…maybe she has no situational awareness?

Wonderful news regarding our IBD girl Badger!

We’ve been fighting for weeks/months with her diarrhea.***

It’s difficult to explain how stressful life has been, especially because her royal highness the Honey Badger doesn’t know how alert us to ‘outside’. I’d not known the other dogs did it for her… and with them gone she was alone in her mute confusion.

I tried teaching her different methods, to no avail. The one she finally settled on? Sitting at the back door and looking at me intently, those round eyes seeming to grow bigger with her need. You know, when I was in the room!

That resulted in accidents in the house and my watching her 24/7. Even at night I had to be alert, because if she got off the bed and I heard her nails hit the ramp… I jumped up too. Sometimes several times a night.

Suffice it to say my nerves were shattered. I was tense and constantly exhausted. Not to mention all the cleaning of the fluffy bum.

That’s why this is huge.

I’d been feeding Badge Stella & Chewy’s frozen raw for many years with no problem – until lately. Surfing the net something popped out at me: protein sensitivity. I’d been feeding her chicken. The meds weren’t working, so why not try something else?

Enter beef and lamb!


She has almost fully transitioned in TWO days!! And her poops are PERFECT!!

I believe the real hero of the moment is the bone broth. Full of good stuff, it’s helped heal her gut with amazing swiftness.


It’s a damn miracle and I couldn’t be happier or more grateful!! Thank you, Stella & Chewy!!

***Disclaimer: yes, we’ve been to the vet. Yes, we have all the appropriate meds and advice. No, I don’t work for S&C.

A Dirty Little Badger

We’re working on the house, which is why the baseboards are missing.

I had a picture of a possum looking into our wildlife cam but lost it; a dirty dog is just as good, right?

17

Daisy would have been 17 today. Happy Birthday, Little.

Daisy, two years old.

Daisy is Gone

She would have been 17 next week, but we couldn’t wait any longer. She was the most obstinate, humorless, vicious little thing; we lost count of how many times she bit Mike.

But we loved her. Mama’s little is at the Bridge, fighting with all the other dogs.

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