I will say something about the caricature that I chose...

 

...At one time it was a screaming blonde at her computer, and when I went red so did she... amazingly I just Googled screaming redhead at her computer and the same artist drawing came up in the redheaded version! It did not say rights reserved or any accouterments of any legality, so in my mind, I was good to--go and so I went!

On occasion, I have lost access to the old gal, but I did copy her from my previous blogs and then downloaded her to the computer itself, so now there's no need to worry!

I consider her mine, although she has proven to belong to no one and appears to be a free agent.

I do recall Googling that I wanted a logo that was free of all cumbersome legalities and she is what came up amongst many others.

So far, all is well, and no issues with this choice.

Moving on...

I am confused... my old buddy from eighth grade who we have been talking to again after not...

Apologized to me after saying something, and used the excuse of being sleep-deprived... I accepted her apology and said that has happened to me and please accept all my future apologies for any comments that I might have then. LOL

I had tried contacting her since even besides texting via phone... my mind goes back to my friend Sue who died and was lying on her floor for a few days before her sons found her...  they noticed we had been texting and told me she had passed away, my healthy friend had an aneurysm and drop dead!  

Des is not perfectly healthy but never lets her ills get the best of her. She has good genes on her Mom's side her Mom almost made it to 100!

So after trying to text her for days and calling several times, Sue's situation kept coming up in my memory, although Des has her niece living with her Lacey could have gone on a trip with a friend or something?

Her being in NJ and me in Florida I could not just run over there...

So I did what Hubby would do, contacted the local police to do a "wellness check". I just gave them her address and name and phone number and my name and number too! But no one came back to me with any info...ODD, I should call them back. Or maybe all is well and she just decided she didn't want to be friends anymore, again... in the sixty-plus years we have known each other that has happened three times one from my end. Any ideas on what I should do?

 Let me 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! 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. I was 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!