Mystery may be solved...

 

I could have. Are you ready? Really ready? Because it's not for the faint of heart.

Dumping syndrome - Symptoms & causes - Mayo Clinic

Two things that make me think that it is not that, I do not eat sugary items when it still happens and it happens without a sugary meal... the symptoms are correct for early dumping syndrome I do get most all of them. And I do not appear to flush,  turning red. I suppose according to the Mayo article I do not have to have all the symptoms to have the syndrome? (And too many more that think that I do.)

I do not use table sugar only stevia in my one cup of morning coffee or tea (I drink water the rest of the day) and certain cereals like shredded wheat and honey in oatmeal. ( PS I am not diabetic)

I will have to call the appropriate doctor tomorrow.

Thanks for listening.

Moving on... 

Here are some pictures below to explain... I have had this Buddha for maybe ten years, Hubby put on his lap the gold scorpion I got him for his 75th birthday being a Scorpion and all! My astrological sign is a crab. Not at all that exciting or frightening.

The coconut palm below Hubby has grown from coconut that was floating down our saltwater canal. The palm keeps on falling over ever since the hurricanes and Hubby keeps standing it back up... it is a survivor like us, I guess!

I started painting again yesterday my first picture attempt had difficulty with size and distance, but my pictures are interpretive and not necessarily what things may seem! They could be how you see things in a dream or nightmare!

See what I did there, I CYA, covered everything you might have to say!

 

The picture I took below is in our sunroom/ book nook/ artist studio/gallery/ office to the right of my latest endeavor... anywho... On the wall are two pictures on the left a watercolor called Dancing Fish painted by a local artist who forgot to sign it but was purchased back in the late 1990s at an art show in Punta Gorda, I think at Fisherman's Village... the one that is picking up shadows on its left is a print of Renoir's Boating Party that our eldest son had for years but decided to return for no known reason. It was in our restaurant. And apropos for us living on the water and all. The acrylic below all that on the side table is mine saying COOL PEOPLE LIVE HERE, which some I do believe, and the idea was stolen from the YouTuber Mr. Kate 

Wildly Popular YouTube Design Duo, Mr. Kate, Launches Home Furniture Line with Dorel Home for #CreativeWeirdos Everywhere

Sunset, last night...

Allow me to introduce you to the crew...

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

3 months, and ... now 7!

   

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 said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never discovered the girl's name; Mom liked Aussie, too. Since then, we have found that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even 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 seven years old, I am the baby,.I am the largest of fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am just right, 
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, I am a Maltese Yorkie and a Morkie. I might be eleven 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. 
My previous family turned me in, stating that I misbehaved 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, clearing 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 13-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 when 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!