Thursday, February 1, 2024

Trying to get ahead in life...

 


...It seems like an endless job. Although we pay for insurance for everything including ourselves, which can be reassuring. That is if the companies you deal with pay in a timely fashion. So we are lucky and grateful we can do that!

Food prices go up so how do we deal with that?

We eat less, breakfast is cereal lunch is a decently sized meal but dinner can be cereal too or peanut butter and jam/jelly. Still all nutritious, but also smaller in quantity. So we are lucky and grateful we can do that!

Eating less is healthier oddly enough, starving is not, and we do not starve! Eating out once a month instead of once a week, maybe six months, or just special occasions.

Having three rescue fur babies takes a hit to your budget, but we have had them for quite some time now two for six years and one for over four.

There is fur baby insurance but it's less great a deal than ours... yet maybe someday! So that is something we do not have.

So we care for them with all their needs and bite that rising expense bullet as well as we can with love! And make sure they take their monthly Heartgard Plus and Frontline Plus and yearly shots so they stay as healthy as they can and eat well with supplements added in...! Oh, and treats...and carrots and occasional apple and peas and Cheerios... too much perhaps?

If anyone know of a three plan for aging fur babies that is reasonable? Although most of those don't cover what they need...when I last checked years ago though... 

How are you holding up?

  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 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 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!

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