Miss Ashes

 Miss Ashes July 2000 - May 31 2017

UGH!

One of the headaches about using moderation on comments is that I don't always get a notification that a comment has been left.

I didn't see any comments on my post about Miss Ashes... until this morning.  And I feel badly.  If you are gonna leave a comment I want to stay on top of them and make sure they are published as soon as possible.  BUT I never got a notification.  I know I have heard a few folks in blogland complaining about the same thing... am thinking it might be a setting.  So later this afternoon (when I get home) I will take a look.

Until I figure it out -- please be patient ....... and don't stop commenting please!  I love getting them...

Miss Ashes

This is "Miss Ashes" .... she turns 18 in July 

She is one bossy bitch.  When we moved to Cornwall -- she bossed the dog (a lab for god's sakes! ) so much so that now the dog submits to her.  

She climbs up on Sir Steve's lap every opportunity she gets.  And every night at bedtime she walks up the bed between us to get her 'snuggles' from him.  She has snuggled with me when I was alone and feeling lost ... She has laid beside me while I recuperated from surgery..... And she has tried bossing me around too -- demanding her dinner at 5:30 sharp!  and fresh water every morning.

5 years ago the vet was worried about a lump in her groin area.  I put my foot down -- no tests -- if it was serious she would come home with me and I would take care of her.  

And still she has carried on.... eating sleeping playing (occasionally).

But recently she has started poohing on our bed.... or on the sofa... she is throwing up more.... and the latest thing she is chewing the fur off her belly.  This morning she asked to go out and I took her -- but she didn't show much interest in exploring the grass / yard.  She laid down at the top of the stairs and cried 

I brought her back in and she has gone off to hide.

It might sound really hard but I don't want to take her to the vets.... they cost so much money and honestly I don't have it........ and she is 18 years old!  

I remember when Squirt (my male cat) got sick some years ago -- I spent over $1500 on vet bills in the period of 5 days and then I still had to put him down.

I don't know what to do ya know?? I feel like a terrible fur mother because I can't afford a vet....... and a worse fur mother for not being able to decide about her quality of life.

Recharging weekend........

As is often the way -- the weekend didn't turn out the way we had planned

It was supposed to rain all weekend -- with thunder storms thrown in for good measure.  We had alternate plans -- like watching movies, reading and sex and more sex.

As it turned out -- other than Friday evening -- it really didn't rain.  The sun didn't shine but it didn't rain.  I did get some reading done -- we watched one movie --- I coped with an icky tummy..... soooo ..........we  recharged our batteries sleeping.

On the plus side though -- I did get the last of the Lobelia planted for the deck.... and on the way home on Sunday we stopped at TSC because we heard they were carrying garden fairies.  Last summer saw one of my favourite fairies broken by an unruly 4 year old.... AND..... I did want to add a couple of new fairies ......
I may have gotten a little carried away with the number I bought -- but I couldn't resist....... 

I am already sorting out where they will go in the fairy garden next weekend .  Of course there will be pictures coming once they are placed!!

OH and I summoned up some courage (for lack of a better word) and dragged Sir Steve into the bedroom when we got home on Sunday for a little 'appetizer' before dinner.... as my icky tummy was feeling a little better.

So all in all -- it was a good weekend.........

Sunday Sentiments

and I am SO very lucky to have found a man 'with bigger hands' !