There were more brave people in the GOP who are willing to speak up and speak the truth that President Biden won fair and square and nothing was stolen from that Orange Frothy-Haired guy! Too many caved and allowed that guy to have his way with them... makes you wonder what he might have on each and every one of them??? Or how he hypnotizes them, or how he brainwashed them not unlike Jim Jones, American-styled...! https://www.history.com/topics/crime/jonestown Good luck with that for all who follow him blindly!!!
https://www.yahoo.com/news/house-republicans-remove-liz-cheney-131809931.html
Moving on...
So I went to the doctor, correction, Nurse Jackie, at my internist's office, and after careful examination of just about all of me, she gave me orders to have both a cervical MRI and a shoulder MRI.
I suppose, due to me wearing my cervical collar into the office since my neck was hurting, and it is a relief for the BPPV, vertigo, as well as cervical stenosis.
The MRIs are once again being scheduled at the hospital since they were the only ones that could do it, make that would do it, with my baclofen pump.
I will be seeing Tess at my neurologist's office after the MRIs for her to check my baclofen pump to make sure nothing stopped. She is the new specialist there.
Used to be Miguel, but he is now in Orlando back in medical school to elevated his RN degree to M.D.! Yay, Miguel!
The world is such a beautiful place! This morning's sunrise!
And so, we must go, for now ...
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.
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?
Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady 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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