This is called post edit...

 

...Now, that can mean after I edit or that I should post my edited item or both?

This page has been challenging since the fonts and sizes changed daily and even during my compositions! Like now, I prefer the font Ariel and medium-sized font.

Which after allowed is what you see.

I went to the medium-sized font just recently to help my aging readership and myself see better without needing to enlarge the writings with their own systems, or so I hope.

Today, later on this afternoon we will be having some harsh weather passing through, we have been told... in the form of rain storms and wind.

We have one appointment this morning for the two littles to get groomed... the groomer is independent of the veterinarian she used to work for. They had a falling out... good to know it's not just me!

The employee called me arrogant, while speaking to another pregnant employee...I still have no idea what that was about... but they told us to find another vet!!

It's possible they didn't like my politics.

It wasn't too difficult to find another one, but the trip there is 32 miles round-trip!

The reason being going back to our old/young vet that took care of four of our dogs and two of our cats! With the threesome we currently have now she has taken care of nine of our fur babies. She had been in town then hung up her hat sort of due to illness and personal troubles then came back unbeknownst to us as a traveling vet then built a new office closer to her ranch-style home in the country ( Meaning horses and such) But she is worth the trip two time a year! The emergency animal hospital in off hours is less than four miles from our home, so no worries.

The groomer already established an LLC for her business. How to Start an LLC in Florida | Florida LLC Filing (legalzoom.com)

This legitimizes her business, and also allows her to continue with credit cards, as we do pay that way since our card gives monetary rewards that add up quickly!

So we pay all bills with our charge card, and pay the whole thing off monthly! We receive our rewards a few days later too! A win, win!

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 ten-ish 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 12-ish 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!