Oh, for the love of Sweet Lady Gaga.
The old woman Slow has gone beyond the pale this time. She got a massage from Woman Without Walls this week and now she sits at her desk humming these meaningless words for h-o-u-r-s, well maybe not hours but when she’s on a roll, it seems like an eternity.
Ummmmmm….shrimp…clams…Lock.she.me.ay… …yamaha….ummmmm…shrimp…clams…lock.she.me.ay…yamaha
Are you kidding me? What does that MEAN exactly?? Mumbo Jumbo, as Granny Selma would call it when she was in her right mind. Slow told Pretty (who is equally unimpressed) that if she says those words for 40 days, we will have great prosperity. Whatever.
So far we are going in reverse. The Red Man went to see Hottie Doc Number Two yesterday and she stuck a long needle in Fred, which is what I call the big round thing the size of a baseball in my side. Hottie Doc 2 called Slow this afternoon and told her Fred is a Czar’s Coma which is not good evidently. So much for prosperity mantras. But then it’s only Day Three.
Well, Sports Fans, we will take the bad with the good because we have no choice. That’s the luck of the draw, and we’ve had one of the Best Rides ever. I was hoping to hang around for another year or two because I frankly don’t know if Pretty can take care of Slow without me. She’ll have her hands full, that’s for sure.
Maybe Fred will go easy on moi and keep me around for entertainment.
Get me outta here, Percy…The Red Man needs a sip of The Remedy…
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Aw, Red! A Czar Coma must not be a very good thing ’cause Ma is upset, saying she was hoping for better news. She followed up with damn it, damn it, damn it. Hoo boy, when Ma swears things aren’t good. Holy Milkbones, Red! We are hoping you’ll stick around a little longer. Surely Dog Heaven can wait!!
We are sending love, hugs and sloppy Poppy kisses to dear Slow and Pretty who must be very sad tonight.
Always know your Pennsylvania pals are thinking about you and love you lots!!
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We love our Pennsylvania pals so much – they are our adopted First Family from Way Up There and we smile when we think of all of you. The Red Man is still full of piss and vinegar – or well, piss for sure. And he still manages to get up and down stairs about as fast as Slow does. Mostly, he loves his Cookies at night and occasional canned dog food which will be more frequent according to Slow.
We have had Red two years beyond the average Welsh Terrier life expectancy of 12 years so we have been very lucky and truly blessed.
Slow cannot imagine life without The Red Man. He makes every step she does. She will be lost without him.
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I know “lost.” That’s what I hate the most. Give him a couple of cans of the good stuff from me.
Much love!
Ann
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Noooooooooo!
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Thanks, Robyn…rough week…
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momwithoutpaws would humm a song cuz she cannot remember the words just the tune, she says it is her drummer let her be
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Slow struggles with the words, too…maybe she should just hum the tune – sounds like a good plan!
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Oh what a life you live!!!! Awesome days!
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Oh Red Man, you have so much more work to do!
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Well, thank goodness someone appreciates the burdens The Red Man has to bear. What would those two do without my guidance? I can tell you one thing for sure: their social life would go to hell…the old woman Slow would become even more of a recluse than she already is. Such a waste of convivial talent. 🙂
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That’s why you have to stick around as long as you can. Your people need you!
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My dear, no truer words were ever spoken.
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Don’t want to think about this so we will put all 36 paws and 4 hands together and send hugs and love and prayers.
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Yes, it is so hard to think about so thank you so much for all 36 paws and 4 hands together…you have been one of The Red Man’s biggest fans!! 🙂
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Oh my dear sweet Red Man. Mommy finally gets the Big Easy internet up and running and she’s met with this horrible news. We’re kind of thinking our world of ignorant bliss wasn’t so bad after all. Thinking of you and the casa gang, and going to sleep a little sadder tonight. Kisses to you.
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Well, Miss Harper Lee, we are so glad your mommy is in the Big Easy and hope the move went well? We have all missed our favorite Miss Harper Lee and her humans.
The Red Man still loves to eat his treats and run around the yard – he just has these problemos – the old woman Slow and Pretty are being so nice it’s suspicious! 🙂
Thank you for being such a good friend for all of us at Casa de Canterbury through these years…We are pulling for your LSU baseball team since our Gamecocks sucked this year. 😦
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I hope for the best for Red. I Hate to think of losing a pet.
This mumbo jumbo luck thing would have been great had any positive results ensued right away.
Although this post had a sad notell the chanting after getting a massage post got me chuckling. I could not help picturing Slow mumbling her chants and you wondering what the heck was going on! My visit with myou Mom, although I love her to pieces,has me going a bit bonkers, a few marbles rollING down the assisted living hallway. Enjoy your Memorial Day holiday, if you get to celebrate.
p.s. Sending a prayer up for guardian angels to keep Red safe and extend his life.
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Robin, you made me laugh with your few marbles rolling down the assisted living hallway – that’s EXACTLY how I used to feel when I visited my mother in the Memory Care Unit for four years…I’m not sure I ever found those marbles I lost there! 🙂
Thanks for the prayers for The Red Man. He tries very hard to keep spry.
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