Sunday, June 20, 2021

Daddy's girl... all the way!




 My Dad was a special guy, who had a great sense of humor and loved the world and they loved him back! He found the good in everybody and told me to look for that in those I found difficult too. Although, to be fair, if he were still alive and well today he would be 114, being born in 1907! ( Dad passed away May 11, 1986, Mother's Day that year. Mom had died four years before.) And what has transpired over the last two years and, then some might of changed his marvelous attitude... I hate to think that though. But rightfully so.

The pictures below are my favorites of him on Hubby's and my special day, he truly felt he wasn't losing a daughter he was gaining a son...! And a handy son at that! He would have been the first to admit that he was no Mr. Fix-it! Many thought my Dad looked like Arthur Murray https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arthur_Murray, but he was the first to admit his dancing left a lot to be desired, but he did not mind the mistake at all!

Back, way back to February 14, 1971!  

Dad and me.


Mom and dad walking me down the aisle


Dan, Hubby, me, Mom, and Dad!



All in All, he was the best Dad anyone could ask for and he is still sorely missed!

He did live long enough to enjoy his grandsons, which was wonderful! They were ten and thirteen almost fourteen when he passed, so they remember him too.

He had some of the geekiest Dad jokes...

And so we must go, for now ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.
Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!
Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made, I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,... some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but... as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one!
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. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.
3 months................................................ 3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. (Although, the actual date this blog started was June 25, 2008.) 
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, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties... We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!


Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that 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 was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living-room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

The animal control lady was 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 being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!

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