On top of everything else, now Hubby has...

 

...A nasal infection that the doctor has put him on...an antibiotic and steroid step down, plus another nasal spray and breathing spray The co-pay for the first two is zero, but the other two is $250! If they work, we will see if we can get some help with that. We need for them to work, he has been miserable and it's been hard for him to sleep and breath.

It's not just the $250 co-pay but paying other co-pays for my originally healthy  husband, now although in remission from cancer...still paying for one of the PET scans at $800 co-pay and he needs another at the same co-pay thus his original reason for not getting any supplemental since he wouldn't need it... but in the long run he was right until recently... Add in mine that is a couple of hundred a month they take out of our personal acccount not counting my part D perscription coverage that is now over $100 a month taken out of my social security with other coverage so my actual is half, due to going down this year instead of up with the 3.2% COLA since my D coverage went higher so more taken out! I'm getting less but Hubby did get a bit more, by only forty dollars or more a month.

Nothing balances out with the cost of medical going way too high and necessary!

We're not rich by any means so every little bit we have to analyze and figure out how to pay. Many organizations are out there to help if you meet their criteria, and we have been.

They ask to see your taxes, and we always comply.

We just received the last component to do our taxes and so we will be doing them very soon.

We haven't gotten anything back and last year's was the first time we had to pay in nearly two decades, the payment was $4.99. Yes, the decimal point was in the right place.

I will leave you with that...! (As you know I do not get paid for this!)

 Let me introduce you to the crew...

Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...

3 months and ...now 6!    

   

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made. 

I will comply because it is fun and say good day!

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: 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 six 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 just right, 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.

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, in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie. I might be eight years old. We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies accompanying that! Being the only girl has its rewards as well as its difficulties. 
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 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 nine 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, 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