The picture above is not totally accurate because I take my glasses off when using the computer or reading. Why? One may ask... well due to me having monovision done when I needed cataract surgery back in 2010 and 2014.
Which means I had one eye become a reading lens and the other a distance lens. I used to do that with my contact lenses I would play with them switching them back and forth! Using both my left brain and right brain intermittently. But you of course cannot do that once cataract lenses are implanted.
The second one was done so late because I had an idiot neurologist at the time who said to me that I had so many bouts of optic neuritis that it wasn't worth fixing the cataract in my right eye, so I became legally blind. More so since my left eye had become a near-seeing eye due to my brilliant idea of monovision lenses! Eventually, though it did come to pass near/far seeing without glasses! Now they implant bifocal-type lenses in both eyes having the same effect!
By the time I found a decent eye doctor who disagreed it was, and I quote, "the size of a third world cataract!" This was a doctor who had worked on the ship Doctors Without Borders said that to me!
After all is done and said the actual issue I was about to get to, is I do not know who drew this picture that I have been using for years??? It appeared to be free for anyone's use so I commandeered it and have used it ever since.
Sometimes, it won't permit the copying and pasting from my blogs...
which makes me think that whoever drew the picture doesn't want me to use it?
But years ago, I downloaded it to my computer a few times, so I would never lose it again!
Anywho, it only happens sometimes, which then confused me. I just wish they would talk to me... or maybe not...
I am afraid of the word, "NO"! But aren't we all?
Allow me to introduce you to the crew...
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.
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!
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