Jack or Diesel?

We have a new puppy....yes, you read it right. Colby wanted him and Danny, after saying no and making him return it the first night, said yes two days later. Colby wore him down. We've had him a week and the kids named him Diesel, but I do not like. I want him to be Jack or Trey. Jack, just because and Trey, because he puts us at 3 dogs now. At first I said Noooooooooo, but after a week, he's so stinking cute, I am already in love. Last night Colby tucked him into the laundry room to sleep and 30 minutes later I snuck him out of his prison and he slept with me. Lily is furious.....she stays between me and Jack/Trey.

I thought it might be interesting to write about the dogs we have had over the years......first was Hansel. We acquired him when Ashley came to live with us. He was a great dog. Ashley loved him so. When the kids were born, we brought a blanket home for him to get used to the scent. We brought Colby home, let Hansel sniff him and for the next two nights, Hansel slept on the rug in front of his bed. When his heart monitor went off Hansel would run to our room, back and forth until we got there to check Colby. It was as if Hansel understood something was amiss. Two days after we introduced Colby, Chelsey came home. Same routine....sniff and then we put her in her bed. Hansel ran and got under Ashley's bed. To insert his thought "oh crap, there is another one of them now!". He continued to sleep on Colby's rug for months, getting up when we woke to feed them. After a couple of months, he slept under Ashley's bed from there on out. Guess the new wore off. When C and C were about 3, we noticed he had a gash on his back one day. Danny checks it and sees a big cut. Chelsey falls to pieces and said "I not hurt him, I not hurt him!". Come to find out she had tried to cut his hair with hedge clippers.... He healed up, and she never did it again. They dressed him in towels, ate his dog food and loved him so much. We moved to Celina and had him for several years. One day Danny and I couldn't find him....we looked everywhere, to no avail. A couple of days later we found him under our pool deck. I think it was just old age that got him. He was a special par of the kids lives including Ashley.

Next came the two puppies that We (C, C and I) bought at Trades Day while Danny was out of town. Fiesty and Charlie were their names...we brought them home the first day, and the garage door wouldn't go up when we got home. No way to get into the house. Sooooooo I called Danny and he didn't answer. I laid my cell down, and with hammer in hand was just about to bust the kitchen window out, when my cell phone rang. Chelsey popped it open, and instead of saying "Mom is breaking a window" she said "Dad, we got two puppies". I think I would have gotten yelled at less if she'd told him about the window. A couple of months pass and Danny has settled into having 2 dogs. One day they get out of the fence while we are gone and Charlie gets hit on the highway.....the kids were sad, but Fiesty becomes their lonely baby then.....a couple of weeks later, the same tragedy strikes again. Colby and Chelsey wanted to see the blood on the highway, so Danny drives them up there and they were fine.

Next we get Red, and the way we got Red was very strange....we are all in the pool one day, at the old house, and all of a sudden, a big red dog comes running into the back yard and dives into the pool with us. To say we were startled is an understatement. He has a collar, so I call the number on it. A lady out of state has no idea what I am talking about....so Danny and I look at each other like "now what?". A few minutes later the lady calls back....mystery solved, she sold a puppy to someone in Texas, and they took one of her colalarsthat must have had an old tag on it. She only knew their first name, so we set on a mission with neighbors and finally get a guys cell number. I leave a message with our name, address, phone number....an hour or so later a truck comes flhing down the driveway and a man jumps out and rinse to the dog In tears....he thought he'd lost R.J. forever. No sir.....he found our pool, so we helped find you. He left and promised a puppy to the kids.....several months later, he returns with what would become Red at our house. Red scared me more than once. He'd wrap his feet around mine when I was walking and growl. Finally I said ENOUGH, so Danny took him for a ride, and a coup,e of years later, we were ridning around looking at property and saw Red, happily with a collar and two other dogs at a house near his drop off spot. Happy ending here.

Next we get another dog from a friend, and he was wild to say the least. Danny and Colby head out for the same ride as before, Danny stops and says "get out Colby". Colby falls to pieces and Danny finally realizes he thought he was being left with the dog. They got it all straight and Colby was allowed to return home.

Next, we move to our new house.....two dogs are what I WANT, so we get two shitzus. Dawson and Dakota were so dang cute. Then I learned we have wolves.....Dakota first in April and then Dawson in October. We decide to take a break from dogs, because my heart was broken!

Danny then finds a Lab that he must have....Duke would become part of our family. He was born on my birthday, and we got him the night we played Robinson in football, so his name became Robinson Duke Weston, named by Danny. He has been wonderful.....he visits the neighbor, has been shot with a bb gun (bb still in his hip), takes a dip in our pool everyday and can open our doors to the house, if we do not keep them locked. He and Lily go on adventures all day and return at night.

We then get Lily (my schnauzer) and Dexter, a boxer, to be a pal for Duke. Dexter manages to get ran over by our neighbor...he was asleep under his car, and didn't get out fast enough.

Between Dawson/Dakota, was Patrick. He was a long haired weenier dog and I loved him so much. I came home one a friday and he was in the house and I played with him for a few minutes, got dressed and headed to a football game. Danny was almost home, so I left Patrick out, and Danny was foxing to let him in. We both forgot him and I got home late that night to find Duke with blood on him and no Patrick. I searched the whole house...no sign. I called Danny and he thought I'd left him in. So.....in the dark,I go searching. Duke is barking and running to the back of our property. I get in the car, drive up the hill and shine my lights....nothing. Duke continued to act crazy, but I can't find Patrick. I finally yell, cry and go to bed. The next morning I get up to look again. I find him....but the wolves had found him first. Danny comes out to find me sobbing. I loved him so much. Getting our wires crossed had caused him to be gone. I blamed myself.

In between we've had 3 cats.....our most recent, Tiger, has not been around in a week. I hope he returns....he did last time, after about 8 days. I am holding out hope.

Sooooo....now we have Lily, which we have had for 2 years and Duke for almost 4 years. It is only fitting that the new puppy be named Trey. Or Jack.....Diesel just doesn't work for me.

Now, I am off to let them all potty....so no one is outside after dark, Including me!

Happy Minday all,
Pam

P.S. Not checking for typo's. This post is too long and I need to jump on the washing while the machine is empty.

Friday Night Lights

Celina Football started last night. Colby was on the sidelines....and I was working late. I think I am going to just have to sneak out each week so that I do not miss anything. Getting home at almost 9pm is not going to cut it on Fridays...

Sitting outside watching it rain at the moment. I typically gripe...not this time. It is a wonderful sight!

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad. Love you bunches!

Pam

One big smile...

Colby and I met at the Cardiologist's office at 3pm today. They hooked him all up and put him on the treadmill. Then they did a sonogram of sorts on the arteries in his neck. I think I help my breath the whole time. First let me say, this doctor schedules an hour and a half for each patients. He is wonderful! Hard to understand at times...but he was great with my big old Teddy bear son. BP was high when we started and I thought the worst. Colby and I kept making eye contact, but neither of us said a word. After he ran on the treadmill his top number was high but the bottom one was going down. Doc was pleased. The blood work was good. He said he had good genes. Good cholesterol numbers. But bp was still a concern. My heart sank....then he said, everything else looks great Colby....will you take your meds, eat right and come back every two weeks to be checked out? Colby said YES. Doctor Nawaz said...okay I will release you to play football....I actually had a tear drop when he said it. Then I said NOW...although football is his life....we want lots more life. Will we regret this decision in 1 year, 5 years, 10 years....Doc said no. He felt that Colby could learn to control it and there should be no long lasting affects that can't be reversed over time. Another tear dropped.... This doctor spent from 3pm to 5 pm right beside Colby. Checking his bp. Standing right beside him on the treadmill. Sat and talked to us for a long time and made my son smile about as big as I have seen in a couple of weeks. If my heart had burst right there....at least I was with a cardiologist!

So......Coach said not this week on playing, but next, he'd let him get back in there. He and 4 other guys will be the offensive line plus the center and all are 250 plus. I think we may have a Celina Steele Curtain in the making. Bring it on!!!!!

So glad he's going to be okay. And I know all that read this are too. Thanks for the prayers. We appreciate it!

XOXO,
Pam, the Senior Football Mom

Blog list

Please note that I am now officially showing all the blogs I follow. Most are complete strangers, but I found the blogs thru numerous other blogs. Not a satlker....most are premie babies that just touched my heart, and now I like to keep up with them. Maybe you'll enjoy following them as much as I do.

Grocery store trip and Starbucks trip done. Lunch cooked. Time for a little remote wrestling with Danny!

PK

Easy like Sunday morning...

Oh how I love the quiet of Sunday mornings.... Nice breeze blowing. Car washed before 7 am. Birds singing. Dry grass blowing. Flowers all perky before the heat gets them down. So peaceful on the patio at the moment.

I did not go to Bingo last night. Danny and I went to Braums in Van Alstyne. Dallas leaves today. Chelsey waited around until 8pm for him to call or stop by. Notta...she finally headed over to Shelby's. Hope he's all packed and ready.

Had lunch with Ashley, Tazz and the boys. Olive Garden was the choice and we all enjoyed it, except Colton. He was PISSED that he had to get out and leave his friends house and the xbox. Oh well, he lived....no goodbye kiss for Nana either.

Went for follow up on my ankle. Still swollen and warm to the touch...two weeks of this is for the birds. Doctor thinks I may have a soft tissue tear. MRI prescription in hand now. Going one day this week in Frisco. After that, who knows. Just tired of the boot. He said for me to sleep in it. I am pretty sure that when I turn over during the night, it makes the whole bed shake!

No plans today, except to clean the house. Danny goes to work this afternoon. The kids will be out and about. I think I am going to make a few tie blankets. Need to get rid of a bunch of fleece I have accumulated.

Have a good day and enjoy the morning breeze....before the heat returns in an hour or so! And in case you missed it above, Dallas leaves today.

Pam

Whew....TGIF!

Glad this week is over...never get a minute to breath at work. This afternoon I had 3 people in my office for a meeting, an appointment waiting for me, phone ringing (cell and desk phone), multiple people in and out and a hundred emails popping up. It was insane!

Colby's texts me everyday with his blood pressure reading...yesterday it was 129/78. Whohoo! Meds are working. He also said he was down 0 pounds. It is so strange to see him eat a salad!

We had a showing scheduled for 6pm this afternoon...same coup,e that our realtor has been trying to get out here. He emailed at 3pm that they couldn't make it. Going to try for next weekend. Getting tired of making sure there is no underwear on the floor, toothpaste in the sink and smell good in the toilets.

Off to bed....

Pam

Dr appointment results

Didn't start off good....Dr said if he was guessing the age of Colby by looking at his heart, he'd say 40. I about fainted....then he asked a bunch of questions..... So, the good news is, with the right diet, lose 50 pounds, card and less weight lifting, no more sports supplements, no more Monster drinks, no more beer, and take meds, it can be reversed over time. He picked up bp meds on way home and we go back in 2 weeks for a stress test. If bp is down and test okay, he'll clear him for football. Dr expects 2 weeks to be much better if he follows all of the above. Colby seemed releaved. If dr had said NO MORE FOOTBALL, not sure how Colby would have reacted. My bet is not good at all. Now, he just has to grow up a little and do as he is told with all this....so glad the dr took the time to talk with him and us, we were there an hour and 45 minutes. Small office, not in a hospital and dr (although not from the states) was very nice and patient.

Now....DAMN it is hot. 111 per car temp on way to dr from work. I think with all of the above, it is time for fat old unhealthy Mom to join Colby in eatting better, set a quit smoking date and set an example for him. He and I can do this together!

Love to all, and know that we are really releaved that the diagnosis is with hope and a plan!

Pam

P.S. Megan, the next time you are running around this way, call me....would love to see Hayden. And Morgan, so proud of you!