Baby Snickers



For the love of a "Dog"

We (my husband Eli and I) bought a puppy a year ago in November. It was sort of a birthday present for Eli. We happened to be in Ramstein having a little get-away from our usual home in Stuttgart at the time. I decided to look through the local on base classifieds and saw "Beagle Puppies" for sale.

I have to be honest that I really really wanted a Bichon Frise and was not really into any other breeds. My granddaughter Kaitlyn has allergies and they own a Bichon for that reason, sorta the hypoallergenic dog of dogs. Eli had kind of convinced me that he wanted another dog but was looking more to a Beagle.

We called the number and the lady on the other end told us she had several and to come by and take a look. We got her address and decided to go look. You know as I think about it...who actually just goes and looks at puppies! "Really". You would have to be really disciplined in the heart to "just look" at puppies.

The short of it we looked and fell in love. We chose the smallest, lone male. He was adorable. Eli really tried to convince me on a precious equally adorable female but my heart was loving this little guy! Yeah I know it was Eli's birthday present...HAHA! We paid and off we went with our new baby!

We made sure we were all prepared, food, crate, bedding, passport, and all the required papers for registering. German laws regarding pet ownership is a little different and a little more strict (in the animals favor) than the US. I believe we should adopt some of their rules, but that's a whole different blog.

Eli decided to have a FB contest or let is friends choose the new babies name. He let people decide between 'Buddy" or "Snickers". Snickers won out. He looks like a snickers candy bar. This little guy was so loving and tender that you couldn't help but love him.

We now are back in the US and Snickers is now 18 months old. He weighs 46 pounds and still thinks he's a little baby. He loves to climb into my lap and be petted and cuddled. He follows me everywhere throughout our house. He tries to sleep with me but I prefer to have him in his crate. He has adapted well to being with everyone. He loves everybody regardless of who they are and loves to play with other dogs.

their dogs.

Snickers has been my sole companion while Eli has worked away for months now. I talk to him as if he were my young child. He has become my exercise companion and my TV watching companion. He prefers the recliner while I lay on the sofa. Sometimes we share the recliner and it makes for a warm comfy snooze.



I have discovered a great affection for not only Snickers but all animals. I can not imagine a world without animals. I know I would have been just fine all these months alone,but Snickers has made it much more bearable and fun. I know I would have become complacent and probably would have never walked as much as I have with him. "Thank you Snickers" for your insistence.
As we prepare for Eli to come back home I wonder will Snickers stop following me and being my companion. We will see, one things for sure I love him.

Time Flies Even When You're Not Having Fun!

So since my last writing the world has moved on and didn't end as predicted. I have moved back to the good ol USA and into our new home. We have painted and relayed floors. I have been in a life threatening car accident and survived with some long term injuries but not death,

I have not seen my precious grand daughter Brittny since returning to Florida. I hope and pray she is doing well and that she knows how much I love and miss her.I miss her so much and try to stay positive that she is happy and is having a wonderful summer. The importance of a granparents love was never something her Mother could ever grasp. So she has chosen to not allow Brittny to have a continued relationship with me or her sister Isabella. We miss you Brittny.

We have a new baby in our family her name is Sophie. Amazingly she looks like her grandma when she was born. Her grandmother is my sister Connie. Welcome to the World Sophie.

I have two 6 year old granddaughters Kaitlyn and Isabella who will be attending first grade this year. Not sure how many people remember the first grade but I do and it was the beginning of my love of school. My first grade teacher was Miss Vera. She was a dear wonderful person. She made my entry into school fun, exciting and challenging. I loved her and she had a true impact on me. Because of her I learned to love books and reading. I hope my granddaughters will look back on their first grade experience with fondness and love for their teacher. I also hope that the teacher that is lucky to have either of these sweet girls in their class can make a true lasting immpression on them. First grade teachers, are the motivators of six year olds.

Fianally, a quick mention of friends, old and new, found and lost. I lost a very dear friend a few months ago to suicide. He was a talented but tormented man that just could not take the pain of depression any longer. He suffered for many years from depression and PTSD. He was a Vietnam Veteren and had many demons from that war. I will miss him and regret not having talked to him in the last few years. RIP my friend.
Some friends you just have to resolve to not be friends any longer and this year found me doing exactly that. It's actually very liberating to let go of someone that you know is just not the person you like to be with anymore. Wish I had known this a long time ago!!

Well until next time..Go liberate your self. Let go of those that are "not you", Relay a floor, paint a wall, talk to someone you bhaven't talked to in awhile, cherish a new life and most of all discover the person you are.

Take A Closer Look

Hello friends
Been awhile since I posted, things have been hectic with the surgery and now in Rehabilitation. My point is..." life does get hectic" and things are lost. Minutes pass, hours disappear, and soon whole days are nothing more than a blurr. Every now and then though something, maybe just a small thing but something occurs and gives you a jolt and when you look at it closer..."You Discover".

My son Scott is married to a lovely, sweet and wonderful woman by the name of Amber. I have always admired her and thought she was a special person. I have always been happy that my Scott had met Amber and became best friends and then married.

Amber admittedly is not a savy Internet person that some people have became. She does not have that kind of time with 2 children, 2 paying jobs, one babysitting and another working in the bakery of a grocery store in Florida. Plus all she does for her congregation and her family. So her extra time is catching a cat nap or getting a little time to herself at the gym.

The thing I discovered is that Amber has a wonderful talent of letter writing. Her letters are vibrant and delicious with describing the activities of my grandchildren (Katie Kat and Buddy Boo). Now this may seem trivial to most but for me it has touched my heart to be able to read her letters over and over and be able to picture exactly what she has written. Her details of their activities and new words, and sayings have brought life to her letters.She seems to always know what I need especially during this time of recuperation and being so far away in Germany. For her to spend  few of her precious moments of time writing a letter to me is the icing n the cake as well as the Kat's meow!  For her to spend the time in writing to let me know these things tells me one really important thing...She loves me a lot. How sweet and wonderful is that. To Amber "Thank you" for your love. Mimi

The Things I Have Discovered: Oh What a Feeling

The Things I Have Discovered: Oh What a Feeling: "As I become older I seem to think about certain things more.'What the heck was I thinking' seems to be a recurring sentence in my thoughts l..."

Oh What a Feeling

As I become older I seem to think about certain things more."What the heck was I thinking" seems to be a recurring sentence in my thoughts lately. I always think why did no one stop me from some of the craziness I did. Don't get me wrong I wasn't totally dumb, but definately did some dumb things.
To be honest I think about the wrongs I did to others and sometimes it over flows my heart wanting to make those wrongs right. Like most people I think we are afraid of rejection of our apologies, but at least we tried?? Or do we suffer the guilt as a punishment for doing the wrong? I think "is this Hell", you know...like okay I have done wrong, hurt people and because I feel so guilty and lie awake sometimes tormented by the guilt that this is our Hell. If it is then "well done God". I love FaceBook and how it allows you to contact the people from your past or they contact you. It's a great feeling and exciteing to reconnect to the past.Then you lay awake and think of all the things that occured during the time of the friendship, you begin to see things that happened during that time of your life, maybe it involved this person or maybe it didn't. You just start looking back and you suddenly see. The Good, The Bad and The Evil! Ahhh that is life right, we all feel it, we touch on it. Well I have discovered...you have to forgive yourself...somehow someway forgive yourself. I still think you have to say your apologies, for now though I am just writing letters and putting them in envelopes. Don't think I will mail, still afraid of rejection. What about you? How do you forgive yourself, how do you apologize? and BTW if you read this and I ever did anything to hurt you...please know "I am truly sorry" and know that I mean it from the very bottom of my heart.

Summer Fun and Learning

Clay

Have you ever wondered about your grandparents and who they really were and what they really liked to do? Some of us were lucky enough (like myself ) to know my grandparents really well. I grew up in their home and I have always said all of the good things about me were a reflection of my Grandma (Abby Turney).
This summer my oldest grandson Clay came to Germany and spent 2 months with me. I learned so much about him and from him, but I also learned a lot about me. Clay is 18 and just graduated from high school. He is a beautiful person bith inside and out.
We ate sushi in Harrods at the Krispy Kreme Donut Counter, We saw Big Ben together a first for both. We climbed the Eiffel Tower (never do that again). We enjoyed French dinners, British Pubs, German parties, and the most amazing conversations. Funny...he did not know that his beloved Uncle Joe was my brother??? I find this funny since Joe and I are very close and we just assumed the kids knew we were brother and sister.
My precious Clay learned I like Amy Winehouse's music and why, I learned he wanted to be a Fireman, or at least look into becoming one. He learned I am inpatient and I learned he was as well, (ahhh genetics) LOL.
I think of my Grandparents often, even though they left this life many years ago, I still see their faces as if it was yesterday. My discovery...how much I am going to miss my own Mother and how hard it must be for her to not be able to call her Mom or see her and visit with her. I know she must ache for her Mother because I ache for mine sometimes. I never thought about it until this past summer and really saw how much I will miss my dear sweet Momma

The Beginning of The Middle to The End

I have always wanted to start a blog, ever since I first discovered them! I have seen some cool ones, some that have a specific subject, some not so interesting and some that just blew me away. I have always felt that I wanted to share with my sisters, brother's, cousins, son's and especially and (maybe the real reason for blog) my grandchildren.

So, as time goes on I hope to share all the things I have discovered, from the past, the future and mostly the now.

I have no dillusions that anyone will really give a rat's behind about what I have to say, but getting it out there really gives the heart a good feeling. I hope those that do read enjoy and please feel free to post your thoughts and maybe let me know what you discovered.