... my numbers tripled from the abysmally low numbers from what they had been, look-see-wise! So I thank you all kindly for doing that! Without you, it would be very sad!
At least now there is hope.
That is that I am being heard, and read.
The issue of the smaller numbers has to do with the two days I thought I no longer had TWITTER reading my daily drivel! But foolishly it was me not refreshing the site.
But they came through apparently and I nearly caught up with just today and tomorrow counts for the month... it will be a lot lower but it could have been much worse... so again THANKS FOR COMING THROUGH!
All I can ask is to keep going, please!
So I can too!
Moving on, to another topic.
Bald spot after my surgery this past December. Hair is still coming out more than usual, but temporary so I have been told. Although that little patch is why I had my hair cut trying to hide the inevitable, of it showing... Although, I did buy hairspray to help the hairs stick in my lady comb-over! I even wore a ball cap, I looked quite jaunty! Until it got too hot!
I definitely realize this is nothing compared to anyone going through chemo and losing hair, but this is my little story of how I am handling my wee bit of hair loss! Some might say it looks like a wide part, but if you look closely at the larger rounded-out section towards the front where a good sized chunk came out, and at one point I thought more would soon follow... but so far only hairs more than the usual amount, daily in the shower drain, all red so mine! So much for keeping it a secret! I was never good at that!
Just when you thought you were caught up with all the mass shootings another one happens...! Again the AR-15 was used and the shooter is still on the loose!
https://news.yahoo.com/gma/5-dead-texas-shooting-suspect-102520558.html
DeathSatan's questionable Gitmo investigation of seventeen years ago...!
https://news.yahoo.com/ron-desantis-guant-namo-questions-141935232.html
Legal experts are saying that the lawsuit against the Gubernator has teeth!
https://news.yahoo.com/disneys-lawsuit-against-gov-ron-184335547.html
3 months and 4 years old, now 5!
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 had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now five years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am a bit too big, ha!
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.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving 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 on clear 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 eight 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, 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 had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then 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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