March 22nd 2007 9:08 am
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Hey everybody, I just got a rainbow rosette and a big cookie from The Pup Scouts. This is so exciting, and I want to say Thank You to whoever you are. I love getting all my rosettes and this one is so exciting.
Thanks so much,
March 15th 2007 11:16 am
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I just got my mommy to read my guest book entries to me. This is the first time she's had the time to take a look at it. Thank you everybody for taking the time to sign it. It means so much to me and to my mommy when someone does something like that because of me.
You know, after my mommy read all of them to me, I asked her why everybody thought I was so special. She said because I am special. She said that everybody knows how special I am cause I don't go around crying and whinning about my handicap, and I don't try to get people to feel sorry for me, and I don't see myself as anything other than normal. I told her that I was normal, and then she laughed and said "see there". All I know is that I'm just me, just like mommy is just herself in everything that we do. We cry and laugh and get happy and get mad and sad, but we go on cause there are alot of other's out there that don't have it as good as we do. There are people out there that don't have a home and don't know where their next meal is coming from. Then there are doggies out there that don't have a home, or live in shelters with nobody to love them and then there are those that have homes but are being neglected or abused.
Everybody thinks that I'm the lucky one to have been born into this family that I have, but mommy says she and daddy are the lucky ones. They have been blessed with having me and raising me and loving me. They have been blessed with watching me take my first breath, to watching me pull back from deaths door to being happy and healthy. Yes I'm blind, but I don't act like it. Yes I'm little, but I don't think I am. Yes I still bump into things, but mommy bumps into things all the time and heck, she can see.....bol. Yes I know I'm lucky for having the family I have, but also for having such wonderful freinds on this site. Dogster, and my friends have made me a happy little girl. There are too many to name, but ya'll know who you are and I love each and every one of you with all my heart. Thank you all for being my freinds and for believing in me and my mommy and daddy when other's would have put me to sleep. Ohhhhh shoot, now I'm gonna cry........
Thank you all,
God bless each of you,
Lil Sassy and her mommy
March 14th 2007 8:57 am
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Hi diary and everybody that reads this. As you all know, well for the ones that really know me, I'm still little and will always be little. Mommy says that I am the size I will always be now because I'm 8 months old. I don't know about all that stuff, but what I do know is that I am so lucky to have the mommy and daddy that I have. They love me so much. They don't treat me like I'm blind, except for when I want to sleep in the bed with them. When I sleep with them, they make sure I am between them and one or both have their hands on me. Since I can't see, I don't know when I am close to the edge of the bed and I'll just walk right off of it, and then I get hurt and start to cry. So if their hands are on me, they feel me when I start to move and will wait to see what I'm gonna do and if I act like I want down, they put me down. I go potty and then come back to my mommies side of the bed and whine and she picks me up and off to snuggly sleep we go again.
This past week, I thought we were gonna loose my mommy. Her heart started beating really fast and daddy had to rush her to the hospital. They had to give her medicine to stop her heart so that it would slow down. They had to do it twice and mommy said she was really scared. Grammy told mommy that when daddy called her to tell her that mommy was at the hospital, he was crying so hard she barely understood him. All she was able to hear was Rhonda, ER, Heart, test, medicine to stop her heart.....and then my grammy was crying and got off the phone and rushed to the hospital. Mommy got okay and is home and doing good, but we were so scared for her.
So this got me to thinking how life can be so short sometimes. I'm so glad I have the mommy and daddy that I do. And all my aunties and uncles and grammies. They love me and take care of me so good.
I love you mommy,
February 9th 2007 12:33 pm
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Mommy says I'm teething and I hate it. It hurts so bad. When I get a toy in my mouth, I just walk around whinning with it. I don't know why, but my adult teeth are coming in behind my baby teeth and they haven't fallen out yet. Mommy said she may have to take me to the vet and let her pull them. OHHH NOOOOOO!!!!!!! I don't want to go mommy. I love Dr. Moon, but I don't like her very much. She's good with me and she lets me crawl all over her, but it's the things she does between the crawls and the hugs that I don't like. She pokes sharp things in my booty, and up my hiney, and pokes around in my ears, and mouth, and I don't like all of that. But I love her cause she hugs me after everything she does to me. That's the only way I'll calm down and let her continue. Mommy has to hug me through everything too. If she bathes me, I get a hug after it's over and that's fun cause it gets mommy and daddy wet too. If she brushes me, I get a hug, if she blows me dry, I get a hug. If she cleans my ears out, I get a hug......well, you get it. Other wise, I don't let them do anything to me.......bol. Stubborn? Maybe. Spoiled, exactly.....bol.
Anyway, if anyone reads this and has a suggestion for my mommy on what to do about my teeth, could you please pawmail me and let us know. Mommy hasn't ever encounted this problem before now, and she's had lots of animals in her life. Gee Mom, you must be really old.........bol............oops......I'm sorry mommy. I love you!
February 1st 2007 9:17 am
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I just wanted to write this down. I've got my very own Valentine. His name is Jiggs, and he's so cute. Mommy described him to me and I think he's just adorable. He sent me a heart rosette and invited me to be his pup pal and then I made a Valentine pic of me and him. Mommy says I did a good job, but between you and me diary, mommy did all the work, I just told her what to do......bol.
Anyway, with all that's going on with Sadie marrying Goofy, and Snuggles getting married to Trixie Mae, and Miss Jenna and Buddy getting married too, I kind of felt left out even though Miss Jenna has me as her flower girl.
But I know this is there big day and mommy says when I get bigger, I may just have my big day too.
Okay, well, I've got to go hunting and find me some food........bol.....talk to you later,
January 16th 2007 11:51 am
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Well Diary, my day to go and get my hair cut has finally arrived. Mommy came bouncing in the door this morning and grabbed that blue thing that she carries me around in sometimes when we go visit my grammies. I couldn't see it but Sadie told me I must be going somewhere. Mommy started getting my blankie and one of my toys and put them in the blue thing. Now this blue thing was Snuggles when he was a puppy, but he's outgrown it, and I've outgrown my own carrier, so I guess it's gonna be mine now. I don't mind it too much cause it's really soft and warm. But the weather turned nasty over night and mommy wanted to be sure I'd be warm so she stuck my blankie in there. I love my blankie.
Well, Mommy put me in it and hooked the small short, and I mean short leash to my collar. When she zipped it up, I was sort of mad so I turned around in it and stuck my butt up through the opening......bol. That'll show mommy that I'm mad, but she wasn't having any of that this morning, so she politely turned me around the right way and told me to behave myself. Well, diary, I decided to behave and see where I was going, well, not see exactly but you know what I mean. Anyway, we took a long drive and when we got out of the car, boy it was cold. I heard mommy open another door and then I heard this lady say could she help my mommy. Mommy said I was there for an appointment with the groomer. Now this isn't Ms. Crystal, but mommy grew up with this lady that's supposed to groom me. So she trusts her completely. I know mommy wouldn't ever take me to someone she didn't trust or like. Thank goodness.
Well, I decided to pop my head up and have a listen so when I did, I scared that nice lady so much mommy said she jumped a foot off the ground. I don't know why, didn't she think mommy had something in that bag she was carrying around? Didn't she know it couldn't be a purse cause of the opening? Oh, well, I didn't mean to scare the lady and they laughed when it was over. Mommy took me out, hugged me really close and kissed me. She told me to be good for Ms. Angela and she'd have me a treat when I got home. So I was good and they cut my hair, but I still have hair so I guess all my friends were right when they told me not to worry and I wouldn't come home bald. I'm so glad, I was really worried I'd be a naked baby........bol. I've only been to the groomer once and that was just for a bath and to have my hair put up in bows. I was good that day just as I was today.....bol.
Anyway, that's my adventures for today, and I'm tired and going to take a nap now.
January 12th 2007 9:14 am
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Well, hello again diary. I just thought I'd write and tell you that I've learned to jump. A little bit anyway. You see Snuggles takes all the toys and puts them in mommy or daddy's chairs. I can't let that go cause I need something to play with. So, I've started jumping and trying to get up in the chair so I can get my toys back. That mean old Snuggles. Mommy keeps trying to tell him he can't have all the toys but does he listen? NO. And, well, I WANT MY TOYS BACK!!!!!!!! Mommy says if I ever learn that I have back legs and feet that they would help me on up into that chair. But I haven't learned that part yet. I'm trying though. Don't I get an A for effort? I try really hard, but shoot, I can't seem to jump high enough. I don't know what I'll do when I do get up there. I think I'll get the toy I want and maybe just lay down on the chair and play with it. Maybe mommy or daddy will be home and they can get me down. I don't want to fall off, I might hurt myself.
Anyway, I just wanted to share that with my good old friend, my diary.
December 27th 2006 8:31 am
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I just wanted to take a moment to let all of Sassy's friends know what she has been up to lately. She has been rearing up on her hind legs for some time now, and we all knew it was a matter of time before she started trying to jump. Well, low and behold, she has started trying to. She will come to us when we are sitting in our recliners and rear up on our legs. Usually we pick her up to sit in the chair with us, but over the Christmas holidays she decided that we wasn't picking her up fast enough, so she attempted to jump up into our laps. She didn't make it, but at least she tried. She knows when we are sitting down, and even when we are not in the chairs, she still is trying to jump into them. I think one reason is because Snuggles takes the toys and will hide them in the chairs and she knows that's where they are. Now I don't know if I should be worried because if she does get up there, she's more than likely to fall off trying to get down. Or if I should be proud of her for at least trying. Well, you know I'm proud of her, proud as punch I tell ya. Anything she tries, we let her. Is that wrong? I don't think so cause how is she going to know, and us for that matter, exactly what she can do and what she can't do. She's not affraid to run either. She runs in circles and the circles get wider and wider until she finally runs into the chairs or the Christmas tree, which it's been here lately. She isn't affraid of Snuggles even when she's trying to eat or play with a toy and he starts growling at her. Most often than not, she will get enough of it, and she starts barking at him. This is always his clue to leave her alone. She takes up for herself which I think is something tremendous. She plays with all her toys and steals Snuggles and Sadie's toys and plays with then too. She chases Snuggles through the house, and most of the time, she doesn't run into anything. She listens for his bells on his collar. She however, doesn't like the bells to be on her collar. I have come to realize that she can't determine which she is hearing, her's or Snuggles and Sadie's and that's why she don't like them. She follows us around just as if she could see, and when she want's to be held, she'll come up behind us, and scratch on our legs until we pick her up. We're having a little bit of trouble brushing her tail, she'll start growling and try to eat the brush, or bite it....but I still manage to brush it.
Anyway, I just wanted to write all this down for her as she is chasing Snuggles and Sadie through the house at the moment, and doesn't want to take the time to come and do this herself. Ohhhhh, and the cutest thing is when the heat kicks on......she knows where every heating vent is in the house and which ever room she's in when she hears it come on, she immediately finds a vent and lays down on it. When it goes off and starts to get cool, she'll get up and off she's gone again to play.
We love her and couldn't imagine our life or home without her in it. She's a very special puppy and she's growing and learning more than I ever dreamed she would. So to all who have blind babies, you already know that they can do things you wouldn't believe. To those that don't or have never had the privilage of caring for or owning a blind baby, please know that they will teach you things about loving and learning, and hope. Never give up on them as they will never give up on trying things, learning things, and the love they give you is something to cherish always.
Thanks for listening to me ramble,
December 14th 2006 10:38 am
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Well, diary, it's Christmas time now. Mommy says we only got about 11 days till Santa Paws comes. I heard that he's supposed to come down something called a chimney, but we don't have one. Does that mean he won't come to visit our house? I hope he can find his way in. I know!!!!!!!.........I'll sneak when mommy and daddy are asleep and I'll unlatch the sliding door for Santa. We want to be sure he gets in here cause mommy says he's bringing us lots of stuff. Mommy had to take all the Christmas presents and put them up the other day cause SOMEBODY pee'd on them. I won't say his name but his initials is Snuggles........bol. Yes he hiked on them. I'm having fun just running up under the branches and when they stick me in the back, I run around it.
Ohhhhhh and diary, I've learned somethings since last time I wrote ya. When mommy comes in from work every morning, she always has and always will pick each of us up and love us. Well, when she picks me up, I snuggle really close to her just as I've always done, but when she puts me down and starts walking, I start batting the back of her legs. Each step she takes she gets a swat from my paw.......bol. I love to do that, it's so much fun. Mommy just laughs and picks me up again for some extra loving. And I'm rearing up on my hind legs now. When her or daddy talk to me, I rear up and then paw the ground. Mommy says I hop around like a bunny rabbit. Are those things cute? I don't know but mommy says they are cute when they hop. I also have started doing circles for mommy. She sits down and calls my name and then she claps her hands and for every clap, I turn around in a circle. I think that's so fun.
I am kind of sad though today cause mommy came home and told us babies that grammy (the one that's been in the hospital with pneumonia) now has a rare, low grade leukemia. I don't know what that means, but it makes my mommy cry. I love my grammy, and I want her to be okay. Will she be okay you think? I hope so. I gave mommy lots of kisses and hugs this morning after she told us that. She is so sad to learn this. It's just my grammy and my mommy and her sissy, (my aunt Jen-Jen) left. Maybe Santa will cheer mommy up some.
Anyway, I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas
November 30th 2006 11:06 am
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Today, I read a poem that my mommy has been trying to find for some time now. Rambo had it posted and after seeking his permission, we are posting it on all our pages. The war is not a fun thing, and it's not a game. We are at war for reasons that some of us have forgotten. And some just choose to disagree with the war. That's okay, we're not putting anyone down for what they believe in. But for us, around our house, the war means freedom. These men and women who are serving are doing so because they want to. They knew when they signed up for which ever branch they went into,that it was a possibility that there would be a war. They did it anyway. They choose every day to fight for us, for our freedom and for justice. They don't care that other's may not agree or even believe in war or fighting. They are fighting for what they believe in. In this time of sharing and giving and being with our families and friends, let us all please remember that there is a war going on, and we need to pray for the ones who are fighting for us. Weather we believe in the war or agree with it, it's happening and there is nothing we can do about it but pray......and pray hard. These men and women won't be spending the holidays with their families, but rather with their extended families in a land where they are hated. Some will be coming home when it's over, and some won't. They knew this before they joined up. So let us support the decision they made to fight for us.
A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,'
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at 'Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red , white , and blue ... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
"So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled,
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
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