I was in West Sacramento from August 9th to the 17th, taking care of Taffy
and Bucky while Laura and Alex enjoyed a vacation in Hawaii. It was a
peaceful, relaxing time for me - in spite of the hot temperatures - and I really
enjoyed being with the dogs. They stayed with me all the time, except for
brief forays into the back yard. Taffy, especially, would lie on the bed in
the "office" while I worked on my computer and both slept with me at
night. It was nice to have that California king bed!
I went to pick up my new CPAP machine while I was there. I hadn't used
one since my basal cell cancer surgery on my nose so the dogs had never
seen me sleep with the apparatus. This new one is even smaller than the
last and has a nasal cannula but they must have wondered what had
happened to Grandma with tubing attached to her nose at night. They,
however, just ignored it and snuggled up close.
Both Taffy and Bucky are shelter dogs. Taffy joined the family first, about a year and
four months ago. She is a pit bull and the vet said she was about a year old when they
got her She had clearly been abused - maybe because the person who owned her
couldn't make her mean. She has the sweetest, most gentle personality.
Bucky, came from the same shelter, and is a pit bull mix. He was added to the
household two months after Taffy and was about two-years-old when he came. The
kids wanted Taffy to have a companion, one who was a little more rambunctious -
and he definitely is. He's a big klutz but he, too, is very sweet.
Bucky really is strong and he loves to play with these rings. With my arthritic
shoulders, I can hardly last very long at this. I'd be sitting, watching t.v. or
working at the comuter and, all of a sudden he'd appear, rings in his mouth,
looking pathetic, with an expression like, "Hey, Grandma, aren't you ever
going to play with us?"
Sometime, Taffy would give a half-hearted response and tug for a minute or
two but she really isn't into doggie toys at all - other than to keep them from
"I'm just gonna put my foot on them and let Bucky try to get them from me!"
"Don't I look good in black and white? Like in silent film days?"
"How can I get my beauty sleep when Grandma has that flash going?"
"I'll scrunch up my eyes and maybe she'll get the idea that I'm not enjoying this!"
"She is NOT getting the idea!"
"Okay, okay, there's no rest for the weary with a blogging Grandma!"
"It's better if you stay out of the way on the floor!"
"You're giving me bloodshot eyes, you know!"
"Don't try talking about me - I can hear every word with these ears!"
"Maybe if I turn this way, she won't take any more pictures!"
"How about this position, Grandma?"
"I'm worn out...I can even sleep like this!"
Nighttime! Poor Taffy has terrible allergies and eczema from the grass. I had
to give her Benadrl twice a day. I always got a kick out of her sleeping on herback with her paws up. She always had to lie right next to me and, after
awhile, she'd curl up in a ball right next to me. Bucky, on the other end. would
sprawl on the other side of the bed.
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