Today’s post is an eclectic mix o’things. We have a winner for Darla Jane’s accessories to announce. Darla Jane’s mama had puppies two nights ago. Okay, one of her dogs had puppies. So I’d like to tell that story. And my boy was hurt this week. I’d like to tell his story. but let’s begin with the winner!! Of this:
Or this!
And the winner is Rebekah, of My Rotten Dogs! Woohoo! Congratulations, Rebekah! Y’all go check out her GORGEOUS dogs.
Karen, Darla Jane’s mom and creator of adorable dog clothes and accessories, has become a puppy mom again! I asked permission to steal puppy photos. I think she’s asleep, so I didn’t get permission, but I’m using them anyway. Stealing. But look! I can’t help it!
Karen breeds French Bulldogs. Y’all have got to read this blog post about this birth experience. It will open in a separate window. She loves her little bullies. Poor Jill was in labor ALL DAY LONG. I should totally send the new mama some treats in lieu of balloons.
Next news? My Squatch was in a room full of kids on Tuesday (high school kids), when a chemistry experiment went horribly wrong. It does happen. Squatch and his other Boy Scout buddy made sure everyone got out of the room safely, then, instead of calling 911, the boys went back into the room and cleaned up the failed experiment. Breathing in toxic fumes the entire time.
Squatch and Hunny wound up at the ER Tuesday night after Squatch’s nose bled like crazy during Scouts, and his chest hurt. Still hurts. That mask is him getting a one hour breathing treatment. His lungs were slightly burned. Horribly dried. In fact, it’s 8:30 AM here and the boy is still asleep, breathing in humidified air, with peppermint and eucalyptus oils added.
He’ll live. I worry like crazy, but as Hunny pointed out, the doc in the ER wouldn’t have sent our boy home if he wasn’t going to be okay. He’s doing schoolwork and active, just in pain while doing everything. He’ll be in pain for awhile. That’s to be expected. What’s also to be expected is my boy milking this for all it’s worth. 😉 This all came on the heels of my middle child slicing off part of his thumb while cutting bread at work. Eight stitches later …
And in still OTHER news, spring is right around the corner! The wind is whipping through Oklahoma in a hurry, bringing dust and pollen from every state around us. Just like they do every year, the mourning doves are building their nest on the brick pillar of our front porch, just out of sight and safe from the fierce wind.
My dogs are blowing their coats. I have to give Flash treats to be able to brush him. He hates brushing. Definitely a sign, though, that spring is on the horizon. Here’s to spring! Tornado season!
I will see y’all tomorrow! And please pop in on Rebekah and congratulate her on her win!
Until I write again …
Flea
