We made it home after a 58 mile round trip guided tour by our GPS original to our 2015 van!

 

We thought the never-updated GPS might be going the wrong way! A 45-minute ride took one hour and fifteen minutes due to seasonal traffic, so we're happy that we left earlier than we originally planned.

We went to Cape Coral for my new gastroenterologist who diagnosed me with the following: 

Marginal ulcer

History of bariatric surgery

History of sleeve gastrectomy

Praesophageal hernia

Gastro-esophageal reflux disease with esophagitis, without bleeding

Presence of intrathecal baclofen pump

Diverticulosis of the large intestine without perforation or abscess without bleeding

Chronic idiopathic constipation

Nothing too serious, just very annoying!

He got rid of two of my medications and added in three others!

Linzess and Pantoprazole were dismissed, and Fomotidine, which I have been on before and now on again, and is the main ingredient in Pepcid, 

Also RABEprazole Sodium 20 mg. https://www.drugs.com/mtm/rabeprazole.html

And Lubiprostone 8 mcg. 1 capsule with food and water 2x a day https://www.drugs.com/mtm/lubiprostone.html

We are currently working on finishing the sunroom with its new office furniture the original st was destroyed by the floods! Soon we will have some beautiful photos to show you! Hang in there... Please!

Allow me to introduce you to the crew...

Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...

3 months, and ... now 7!

   

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made. 

I will comply because it is fun and say good day!

I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name—ha! And without hesitation, the teenager said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have found that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now seven years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. 
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella. In the picture above, I am a Maltese Yorkie and a Morkie. I might be eleven years old. We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies accompanying that! Being the only girl has its rewards as well as its difficulties. 
My previous family turned me in, stating that I misbehaved with their elderly dog. It had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, clearing out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella. I was beautiful either way!

Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 13-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes! 

I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020. 

I had been wandering the neighborhood for days when I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there. 

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!

The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen

days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.

Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!

Speaking My Mind: Oh, I did get the results of my small chest bump b...

Speaking My Mind: Oh, I did get the results of my small chest bump b...: ...It was tiny, the size of a little mole, pencil eraser size. It came back as precancerous, but due to its size, it was excised by biopsy, ...

Oh, I did get the results of my small chest bump biopsy...

...It was tiny, the size of a little mole, pencil eraser size. It came back as precancerous, but due to its size, Actinic keratosis, it was excised by biopsy, and is considered treated! So no MOHS is needed for me, I had that years ago, and Hubby had it just recently but the whole cancer was removed! Thankfully. His was behind his right ear, and mine was on my left facial cheek. So don't forget to check all your little bits for odd-looking specimens!

https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/actinic-keratosis/symptoms-causes/syc-20354969

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mohs_surgery

We will be going to my new gastroenterologist in a little while giving ourselves a full hour to get there...  GPS says it takes only forty-five minutes but with winter season traffic that can be a misnomer... 

Allow me to introduce you to the crew...

Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...

3 months, and ... now 7!

   

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made. 

I will comply because it is fun and say good day!

I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name—ha! And without hesitation, the teenager said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have found that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me: I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! I am a standard Australian Shepherd! Although I am now seven years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. 
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella. In the picture above, I am a Maltese Yorkie and a Morkie. I might be eleven years old. We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies accompanying that! Being the only girl has its rewards as well as its difficulties. 
My previous family turned me in, stating that I misbehaved with their elderly dog. It had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, clearing out the shelters' day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella. I was beautiful either way!

Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am 13-ish years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes! 

I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays, too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020. 

I had been wandering the neighborhood for days when I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there. 

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!

The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen

days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.

Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!