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The Christmas tree is up, but something is missing. There are no gifts under it, and I need your help to put that right.
For this year’s Christmas charity appeal, I’m asking you to help me raise some money for Battersea Dogs and Cats Home.
Since 1860, Battersea has been there for every dog and cat that finds themselves homeless. From the moment they welcomed their first stray dog, they have been placing animals at the centre of everything they do.
More than three million animals later, they’re still working hard to achieve the vision that every dog and cat should live in a home where they are treated with love, care and respect.
They believe that every dog and cat deserves the best. That’s why Battersea Dogs and Cats home have always helped every dog and cat in need.
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Rocket has been begging me to let him do another blog post. With him, it’s all about “me, me, me”! Since he types SO slow, and proofing is a nightmare, I compromised and told him that I would write a blog post about him. This pleased his majesty. 🙂
As you can see, Rocket is ready for football season and for the cooler weather! On average, the Texas DFW area has 18 days of 100+ degree days. We’ve had 12, I think, so far this year.
BUT, starting today it’s gonna be “cooler”! Hooray! How much cooler, you ask? Why today it’s only going to be 98 degrees! Whew! What a relief! The next several days will be “cooler” too. 97, 95, 99. ….yippee. The Heat index has been around 106, 108 lately, so this really IS better, believe it or not.
Although Rocket’s ancestors are from Chihuahua, Mexico, this little boy likes his Air Conditioning. 🙂
But my little Rocketman also loves the sun! He has tried for years to even out his tan, but he never seems to get it right. Because his coloring is mostly black, he gets Very hot. There are times when I have to make him get out of the sun before he cooks his brain!
In the winter, I am constantly covering Rocket up because he’s cold. I make sure I always have a blanket or his favorite sweater available. I keep a blanket in the car, I pack a sweater in my bag before going to work, etc.
Even in the summertime, if the A/C is set too cold for Rocket’s liking, he wants a blanket. I always have a blanket on the couch for him. So don’t sit on that pile of blankets without seeing if my furbaby might be under it!!
I want you to know that Rocket is NOT spoiled. He is simply well-loved. ❤
What extra concessions do you make for your pet? Do you consider your pet spoiled?
Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson
I AM one of THOSE people that gush about my pet and bore you with the 200+ pics I have on my phone. When did this happen to me? I used to scoff at THOSE people!
Rocket has been my best friend, baby and companion for 6+ years. I have NO idea how I managed without the love of this creature in my life before he came along. HE is the reason I got out of bed during my darkest days. He is always there, excited to see me and filled with love.
He got Very Sick a couple of days ago. Sicker than I’ve ever seen him. He was losing fluids at both ends and the danger of dehydration was a real threat. I called 5 different vets offices to see if I could get someone to look at him, before I found someone with an opening. I had to sit in the waiting room for a couple of hours until they could work me in.
Rocket and I are both back home. Him, dozing on the couch next to me. I’ve got 2 different medications and some special food for him. The picky eater that he is actually ate some of the food and he’s drinking water. Both are improvements. So I’m encouraged.
I think he’s going to be ok. But a time like this really does make you think about what a HUGE part of your life these Furbabies are. He IS family.
REBLOG: Please enjoy this adorable interview of my little Star, Rocket! Rory is doing a whole series of them. Be sure to check them out!
K9 Interviews 67 – Rocket
I’m not crying, you’re crying.
via Kitbull — My OBT
My dear friend Jessica Bakkers did a very sweet post sometime back about her beloved dogs and all of the sweet nicknames she had for them. This got me thinking about all of the different nicknames I have for my furkid, Rocket.
First of all, his “official” name is Rocket Ralph Wilson. He came by Rocket because when he gets excited, he gets the “zoomies” and he runs like hell, taking off like a rocket! You would never know that this tiny dog could move so fast. His middle name, Ralph, is the Last Name of his first Mommie before he became my furkid. Of course, Wilson is because my last name is Wilson.
The nicknames. Let’s start with the ones that have to do with “Rocket”. There’s Rocket Man, Sprocket Rocket and Pocket Rocket. Then there are the ones that are not as obvious. Buddy, Baby, Baby Boo, Boo Boo and just Boo. Then I really get carried away and will call him Babaloo or Babaloo Baby Boo, or Boogaloo and Boogaloo Baby Boo. Crazy, right? 🙂
I will often call him by his “personality” names, like Sweet Boy and Sweet Baby.
Then there are the ones that refer to his personal appearance. Big Boy, Little Boy, Little Man and lately, because of the white in his hair, Little ‘Ole Man.
This is gonna sound weird. When he lays on his stomach and puts his back feet behind him, it seems to create an extra bit of fat around his butt. So at times, I call him Mr. Squishy Butt.
This little guy, at only 5 lbs, has made a HUGE difference in my life and has a HUGE place in my heart. No matter what I call him, he is such a love in my life and it would be an empty place without him.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
Those of you that have followed my blog for any length of time, more than likely have seen a post about Rocket, pictured above. Rocket is now 7 years old. After Many exhausting hours of training, I am now trained to His Majesty’s preferences.
Rocket does not care what day of the week it is. I have pretty much given up on the idea of ever sleeping late again. And sleeping through the night? Nope. I couldn’t tell you the last time that happened!
But despite it all, I wouldn’t trade Rocket for anything. Could YOU say No to this face?
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
It was true. She was still here.
There was a small woman seated on the ground. Her shoulders slumped, and her head was bowed. Her hair hung limply in her face. She rocked slowly back and forth. She was a thin shadow of the robust beauty she once was. The grass where she sat was wet from the early morning dew. If she noticed, she gave no indication. She hummed softly as she rocked. She had one outstretched hand placed gently on the mound of bare earth in front of her. I tried to place the tune she hummed but couldn’t. A lullaby perhaps.
Her rocking stopped as I came closer, so did her humming.
The air was still and heavy around me and a chill ran through me as she turned. This was a face almost unrecognizable. Her once sparkling blue eyes had turned a dull grey. They were the color of today’s gloomy sky. Replacing the vibrant woman of my childhood was now something else.
This is a story I wrote in 2015 about a favorite pet. He’s still a favorite pet and I still miss him. I hope you enjoy my story. ❤
Years ago, I was living alone in La Grande, Oregon. La Grande is a beautiful mountain town set in the Blue Mountains of North Eastern Oregon. I could look out my living room window and watch elk weave their paths across the face of the mountains. In the winter, the scene was like that out of a fairy tale, with millions of beautiful Christmas trees dusted with snow.
I had just opened my own retail store. I was selling and servicing vacuums and sewing machines and also giving sewing lessons to kids. The store was in an ideal location; right on the corner of an intersection in town with a stop light. Not an ideal location for pets with the traffic, but a good business location. The house I was renting at the time was right next door.
I loved this house! It was a gorgeous 2 story Victorian, built…
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