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That’s what mom keeps saying about this blog. One day she wants to, but then, something comes along, and she doesn’t. I honestly wish she would make up her mind.

It doesn’t make me any difference, but that’s why mom hasn’t written any blogs lately. She had an awful time getting her domain name changed to another host, but I think she has it done; finally!!! Mom takes off on these tangents where she drops everything she is doing and does something completely unrelated. For instance, take about four weeks ago, she was asked to write an article for a publisher; so, she dropped everything else and wrote the article. Hence, no blogs for a while.

Then she decides to upgrade her blog, but she cannot make up her mind! Humans!!!! What can a person do?? If I could talk, I would help mom, but. . . .

Mom helped me write this.

Do you itch so much that you scratch almost constantly? Do you also stink beyond what you think you should? I mean, after all, you are a dog like me. Well, almost like me. I am kinda special, you know. My mom makes sure I don’t scratch very often, and I don’t stink from just being a dog. I did get sprayed by a skunk the other night (not for the first time either), but he shouldn’t have been in my yard. All I did was try to make him get outside of my fence, and he got mad at me.

I remember the first time getting sprayed mom had to mix up a compound to wash me with before she could give me a bath. I tried to fight it, but mom said I had to do it or stay outside. I am not the kind to stay outside for anything or anybody, so I finally consented (like I had a choice). I always hated getting a bath, because the shampoo mom used made my skin hurt. Well, after that harsh compound and then the bath, my skin tried to crawl off my body; I figured I would end up bald as well.

The second time I got sprayed I knew what was coming, and I didn’t want any part of it. I wouldn’t come in the house when mom called me, but she came after me. She promised me that this time it would be different, because she had a new type of dog shampoo. To say the least, I was skeptical. She told me that it was made by humans who loved dogs. Well, that dog shampoo just happens to be one that I now like. It keeps my skin from being dry and flaky; I have very sensitive skin for a dog. Anyway, mom told me that this special shampoo has a skunk odor removal built right into its essential 100% all-natural oils.

I think mom likes the shampoo made by Dinovite because she doesn’t have to sweat while trying to get some lather worked up on my well-rounded body. Also, she likes it because she doesn’t have to rinse me for 30 minutes before getting all the suds out and off. And, she adds in an off-hand way while drying me with a towel, that this shampoo has no chemicals (she hates chemicals in anything), no fillers of any kind (which is good), and no perfumes (which is even better).

Mom says that now, after a bath with Dogosuds ® made by Dinovite, Inc., I smell like a new dog; whatever that means. She also tells me that I have that clean and wonderful smell; since I don’t know what clean and wonderful smell like, I take her word for it. All I know for sure is that I get bathed once a week, and I love it.

My mom helped me write this.

Those pesky little kittens are going back to see my vet tomorrow afternoon. Gosh, they are such a pain.

Instead of eating the dry food mom gives them, they spill it and then play with it. Mom gives them canned food as well, which she does not do for the rest of us. I mean, we dogs get canned food with our rice every night, but we do not get dry food. Well, Hilde does–but she is special!!!!! On the other hand, the kittens do not get rice. I’m stopping now; I’m confused.

They are fast little critters, and they are growing so quickly. They jump and hop all around the breezeway until they get tired. Then, they all snuggle up in the new bed that mom bought them.

Did I get a new one? No!!!!

Mom stays out there with them a lot; so does Paul. You would think they had never seen kittens before. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen any kittens before. I wonder!!!!!!

Mom helped me write this.

They are a menace to me.

All they want to do is eat, sleep, and play. Mom feds them, plays with them, and sometimes watches them while they sleep. They take up too much of mom’s time; time she could be spending with me. I’m not jealous; well, maybe just a little bit. I know mom cares for them, because they were abandoned, too, and she will do whatever it takes. I heard her tell dad that she is going to keep them as long as they want to stay. You know how cats are; the grass is always greener somewhere else.

Well, they are here for the duration, and I might as well tell you what the vet said about them. First, he weighed them: each of them gained almost a pound which means they are now weigh a tad over a pound and a half. Do you know how they will weigh after a year if they gain a pound every two weeks? Absurd, if you ask me. I know mom is afraid they are not getting enough to eat, so she feeds them all the time. Everytime they want to eat, all they have to do is go to their bowl; it sits right next to their ever-filled bowl of milk. I think she is spoiling them. Second, the vet told mom they looked healthy. Third, he gave them shots and drew blood to check for a blood-borne disease; they didn’t have any. So, the little darlings don’t have to go back to the vet for a month.

What can I say? She did the same for me.

I’m sure you remember me writing about the black cat with the green eyes. Well, you will never guess (on the other hand, you might) what she left mom.

On Sunday afternoon, mom heard something in the garage and went to check it out. She looked and looked but couldn’t tell where the sounds were coming from. After going through the garage time and again, she finally looked under the tarp where our lawn mower is kept. Sure enough! There were three very tiny kittens under there.

Mom never throws anything away, especially if it breathes. She named them after the 1970s linemen from OU–the Selmon brothers: Lucious, Dewey, and Leroy. She didn’t find out they were girls until Wednesday when she took them to my vet. (It seems to me that dogs and cats should have different vets.) Dogs don’t like cats, and cats don’t like dogs. That’s just the way it is.

Anyway, Lucious weighed 13.2 ounces, and Dewey and Leroy each weighed 12.5 ounces. The way mom feeds them, they are going to be monstrous cats; maybe even bigger than me (nah, that won’t happen). Today is the first time mom fed them real food. Before that, mom fed them milk with an eye dropper. She didn’t have to do that with me, because I was 12 weeks old when I found my dad and mom; I was already wise to the world. I was thrown away, and the kittens were born in our garage but were abandoned anyway. It’s just a good thing for the Selmons that they were born close to my mom; she will love and care for them. I just wish she would quit feeding them so much.

Mom helped me write this.

Do you enjoy being outside during the summer months; lounging around your pool, having cookouts with the neighbors or your family, enjoying the deck with friends, or just letting your pets or children play outside? What do you mean you cannot do any of those things? Why not? Did you say the “mosquitoes won’t let you?” That is just nonsense–get rid of them!

It does not matter where you live–you can live around coastal regions, wooded lots, swamps, rivers, ponds, or none of those places–you will have mosquitoes. You cannot get away from them; they are everywhere. Not only are they a nuisance, but they carry deadly diseases as well. West Nile Virus (thousands of cases since 1999) is carried by these flying pests. They also carry malaria (350 to 500 million new cases worldwide annually), a form of Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever (a death sentence for your pets), heartworms (also can mean death to pets), and arboviral encephalitides. This latter mosquito-transmitted disease is becoming more serious to horses, humans, and birds. If you are not sure what these diseases can do, you need to go to a website I will tell you about in a minute.

Are you wondering how to combat these pesky and deadly mosquitoes?

I am assuming you want to enjoy your summer this year. I know I do. I love to play outside, splash in the pool, and dig holes where mom does not want me to. Only this summer, I really am going to do all these things, because we are getting a Mosquito Magnet. You can have one, too. All you have to do is click on the following link: mosquito magnet review, and you can find answers to all your questions.

You really should go to that site; it will assure you that you can have a wonderful time this summer. You will not have to worry about diseases being deposited under your skin or those of your neighbors, family, or pets. You can read testimonials about people who actually own a Mosquito Magnet, and you can watch videos of how one works. Just think–no more ruined summer plans.

My mom helped me write this.

Some of us little furry creatures need help.

A lot of my kinsmen are not as lucky as my sisters, my brother, and I am. Some people have no regard for our lives; they don’t care if we live or die. Some (the unfortunate ones) are mistreated, ignored, used for amusement, or to make money.

The fortunate ones (like me and my siblings) have a mom and dad who love them very much. I am very lucky because I found mom when I was thrown away; I guess the people who did it thought I was a piece of paper or some other disposable garbage. Mom and dad are human beings who regard all life as sacred; people are in another category.

Enough of that! I am asking you, the reader, to help some of the unfortunate ones that are in animal shelters (at least there they are cared for), and have the hope that some human will take them to a loving home. There is place online where you can find a catalog that lists some interesting things you might want your mom to bid on for you. And, at the same time, you will help some less fortunate furry and four-legged creature. The place to go is here.

I would not have not known about this auction for sheltered animals if it had not been for a blog mom read about. If your mom lets you (after she bids on some item), you should visit this site to learn different and various things about other furry and four-footed creatures.

And, if perchance, you have a blog of your own (like me), you should write about the auction for sheltered animals.

Mom mom helped me write this.

If you are like a lot of people, you do not have a job, bills are piling up, and there is no relief in sight. You cannot find a job no matter how hard you look, but the bills are still coming to your front door. You have thought about bankrupcty but discarded the notion, because it will ruin your credit.

Not true! Help is closer than you might imagine. All you need to do is to logon to your computer and go a site that I will tell you about in a minute. But, right now, I need to let you know that if everything else you have tried in the past has failed, then you probably need to file bankrupcty. It will not ruin your credit (in the long run, it will more than likely make it better), you will not lose your home, personal belongings, or car(s). I know this does not sound possible, but it is.

What you need to do is file Personal Bankruptcy. Do you need Chapter 7 or 13? I do not know what they mean, either, but if you go to this website, you can find out. You say you do not need a lawyer; okay, you can download some forms and process them through the courts yourself.

If you need a lawyer or more information about bankruptcy in general (no matter what state you are in), then go to this site. The site is free, and has an enormous amount of information on it. There is also a free evaluation for your personal use. If you do not want to go on the internet for some reason, then call this toll free number: 1-888-632-0598. Do not let any more bills pile up or put some gray in your hair.

What has happened to you has happened to thousands of others.

Mo mom helped me write this, and you can find Disclosure here.

That’s what I spent the day doing–guarding my mom. I didn’t even go outside until late this afternoon. I didn’t want to leave her alone. I lay at her feet at the foot of the bed until her headache went mostly away. I saw a squirrel at the window and didn’t even bark; I didn’t want to disturb mom. I also saw people coming and going on the road next to us–even, then, I didn’t bark. I was a very good sentinel today.

When mom woke up, she just lay there for a while. I snuggled up to her, so she would know I was there. She petted me, stroked my back, scratched my ears, and told me she was so very glad I was with her. Eventually, she got up and went into the television room; of course the tv wasn’t on.

She saundered into the kitchen to get a coke from the fridge. She said it was very cold and would help her nausea. I believed her. Of course, I believe everything she tells me. Not only am I her guardian, I am devoutly loyal. You know you can’t be loyal to a human unless you believe them as well. Well, that’s my opinion.

She’s going to lay around and watch tv for a while. Then, she’s going to help me write my blog (which is what’s she doing now). This is a short blog, but I’ll write more tomorrow.