A month after the request went to FEMA, we received the advance money check already deposited via phone deposit that we needed to get started with the restoration of our home!
We have been paying for flood insurance for all the years we have lived in this state, over thirty-eight years. On the other coast, we were 600 feet from the ocean, and here we are on a saltwater canal, ten minutes by boat to the harbor, so it is necessary.
Also in that mail delivery was the renewed response to Hubby's XTANDI, cancer medication, coverage to be paid for as it has been since he has been on it, so, a continuation of no charge to us, instead being paid by the pharmaceutical who makes it. We do not have several thousand a month to spare without being able to pay our way for all other necessities, such as food, utilities, taxes, insurance, etc...!
Other than the pain clinic for additional shots and PT today; each day we seem to have something going on.
So we will have to rearrange our schedule so the appropriate workers can come here that is other than Hubby, who feels he can do it all.
We already gave a deposit for the roofs on the two barn sheds to be redone due to damage from Hurricane Milton. That and the west side fence seem to be the only wind damage we sustained. That small allotment was sent to us weeks ago from our Homeowner's insurance, so that is why we started that ball rolling! Hubby nearly has the fence done; actually, it will be by today!
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
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.
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, 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!
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