Follow-up UPS and more

 

So I called their UPSs corporate office and spoke with Victor.

And told him about the missing pieces and stated my damage case well enough for him to apologize and say they will make restitution by refunding the monies spent on mailing and the value of the gift!

Now the hard part was figuring how much a homemade coconut head was valued, but the price I said off the top of my non-coconut head apparently was feasible because he said that sounds right.

You see, I never sold one.

I just make them with Hubby for family and friends.

The next day, Katie, from our local UPS store that the package was sent from called and admonished me for calling corporate, and said she was taking care of the case and was willing to take my photo proof of the damage via email.

My email case to Katie yesterday:

" 1.box squashed 

2.coconut head gift no ears or nose or ponytail, sitting on her mantel in NJ.

3. and 4.How they are supposed to look, my husband and me! Although one does not have a nose by choice...hers did! It's her first birthday without her Mom, her husband passed away and so did her sister. I just wanted to make sure she got something to make her smile! She did love it anyway, but without the ears and nose the sunglasses and mask I also sent cannot be worn!"

Moving on...

The reaction to the J & J covid-19 vaccine was mostly Hubby. He, fortunately, got the mildest of the general side effects listed on the paperwork they send you home with of feeling tired, muscle aches, nausea, and a fever of 99.6, if that is a fever. He took a couple of doses of Tylenol and one Pepcid, and they seemed to help. I only had a slight headache. His was all day yesterday, the day after the shot, my headache began today. Is the old wife's tale still true, if you have a reaction to a vaccine you have better coverage from it? Any medical people out there know?

And so we must go for now...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant night.

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 a second thought, 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, 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 tipping the scales around seventy pounds, HA! 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. 

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, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. 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 from my previous family, stating, that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear 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!

And please don't forget me, I am Chance 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! 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? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip 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!