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Lucy B Williams

April 3rd, 2015

We had to put our sweet Lucy B down on Wednesday.  A few weeks ago she started acting really lethargic & not eating, so I had Matt bring her to the emergency vet.  We found out there she had Lymphoma.   We are very thankful we got another 1.5 weeks with her.  And although, she […]



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We had to put our sweet Lucy B down on Wednesday.  A few weeks ago she started acting really lethargic & not eating, so I had Matt bring her to the emergency vet.  We found out there she had Lymphoma.

 

We are very thankful we got another 1.5 weeks with her.  And although, she had a bit of pep still on Wednesday, you could tell she wasn’t herself.  We made sure to love up on her a lot, feed her ice cream for dinner & breakfast & give her a few short walks.

 

The house quieter & emptier without her.  She is terribly missed.

 

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Worst neighbor – ever

August 30th, 2013

Two weeks ago I was trying to get Lucy’s walk in after work before the rain, but low & behold, it started to pour.  We power walked & just went around the block.  about 1/2 block from the house, she had to go #2 & I unfortunatly didn’t have a bag (I ALWAYS have one…ugh!).   […]



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Two weeks ago I was trying to get Lucy’s walk in after work before the rain, but low & behold, it started to pour.  We power walked & just went around the block.  about 1/2 block from the house, she had to go #2 & I unfortunatly didn’t have a bag (I ALWAYS have one…ugh!).   I tried to run her home, but she insisted on going in my neighbors yard.  As I watch her go #2, I contemplate what to do…  Do I knock on their door & ask for a bag?  No – their dog is at the door watching, so my dog + their dog + a baby in a stroller is the ultimate disaster.

I ended up leaving it because I didn’t think it was good to go back home, get a bag, and take Link back to the scene of the crime.

Fast forward to Friday at 11:00am.  I hurried home from work so I could get Lucy on her walk & return to the scene of the accident & make my wrong right – BUT THEY ALREADY HAD PICKED IT UP.  Ugh…

I’ve been trying to avoid their house, but sometimes I can’t, I feel utmost shame as I walk by.  I keep thinking I should send an apology & $5 or something.

FYI – Lucy hates the rain (and snow…)

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Link loves the rain!

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Just a picture of my 2 lovelies….

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Lucy & The Pancreas

June 6th, 2013

About end of April I really started to notice Lucy was being more of a mope.  She couldn’t do our usual weekend 3 mile run, short walks seemed to make her pant like crazy & be exhausted afterwards & she kept giving me this look… I said something to Matt & he said she’s always […]



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About end of April I really started to notice Lucy was being more of a mope.  She couldn’t do our usual weekend 3 mile run, short walks seemed to make her pant like crazy & be exhausted afterwards & she kept giving me this look…Lucy Asleep

I said something to Matt & he said she’s always a mopey drama queen – he had a point.  Not to mention we had my mom & Matt’s sister visit, which really threw off her routine.  I let it slide for a few weeks until she began to not finish her food.  Lucy ALWAYS eats her food.  Lucy ALWAYS eats EVERY piece of food available to her.  Lucy even eats raw chicken out of the skillet.   We went to the vet & she suspected Pancreatitis.  This involved feeding Lucy B boiled chicken & rice with a side of Amoxicillin for a week – people food…a dream come true.  Although she perked up a bit after this, she still wasn’t normal Lucy.  Matt told me I was a little “hyper sensitive” about Lucy.  Seriously?  She’s my first baby, my #1 girl, & my best running buddy (who has really slacked lately!).  I let it go & her go, he was probably right.  Fast forward to Saturday, she didn’t eat breakfast & puked (glad I was at the gym for this part!).  We brought her to the vet again.  They did a x-ray of her belly to make sure she didn’t eat anything of Link’s & drew blood.  Her x-ray showed a perfectly baby toy free belly.

I didn’t know on Sunday if I should be praying something is wrong w/ her so Matt realizes I’m not a crazy dog lady (I am…) or if I hope she’s all fine & dandy & I’m a crazy dog lady.  I prayed for the latter.  Monday we got the results of her blood tests & it showed definite Pancreatitis.

This bummed me out for a few reasons.  1. It’s extremely painful & I’ve been ignoring that glum look for almost 3 months (it all really started around Link’s 1st birthday).  2.  She’s on a strict prescription diet food that is really low in fat – this means no people food scraps.  There goes my vacuum for when Link throws his chewed up meat & veggies on the floor after dinner.

So, for the next 2 months she’s on a prescription diet, pain pills & rest.  Don’t worry though, she still makes me walk her every night – we just don’t go as far for right now.

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octopus

September 9th, 2012

I’m not sure who wants the octopus more…Lucy or Link.



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I’m not sure who wants the octopus more…Lucy or Link.


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bark’n’splash

September 9th, 2012

I’ve been waiting weeks to take Lucy to one of our local Bark’n’Spalshes.  I kind of figured Lucy wouldn’t get in, unless they had a kidde pool, in which they didn’t.  My hopes remained high. I couldn’t even coax her with a treat…ugh.  Lucy remained the only dry dog there.  Maybe next year we’ll go […]



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I’ve been waiting weeks to take Lucy to one of our local Bark’n’Spalshes.  I kind of figured Lucy wouldn’t get in, unless they had a kidde pool, in which they didn’t.  My hopes remained high. I couldn’t even coax her with a treat…ugh.  Lucy remained the only dry dog there.  Maybe next year we’ll go to a pool with a kiddie area where she can just get her paws yet.  She may have been a bit of a sissy, but she sure is pretty!

 


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Lucy Dog…

July 9th, 2012

If Lucy B could read, this is the note I’d write her.   Oh dog…how I love you, you were our first baby and still my #1 girl.  However, I really am over you “acting out” now that your little brother is here.  You are amazing with him, so patient and caring, always making sure […]



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If Lucy B could read, this is the note I’d write her.

 

Oh dog…how I love you, you were our first baby and still my #1 girl.  However, I really am over you “acting out” now that your little brother is here.  You are amazing with him, so patient and caring, always making sure we are attending to his needs. Ever since we brought him home you have been getting into things that you would have never thought about getting into before, such as, the mail & pulling/eating books off the shelf.  Albeit it’s nothing to important (maybe you’re helping me sort through the junk mail?), it’s still SUPER annoying. I used to brag about how amazing you were, never eating anything that wasn’t yours.  Why now?  Are you jealous?  We give you tons of attention still and make time exclusively for you everyday – you even still get your daily run/walk in rain, snow, or shine.  Your behavior regressed when we first brought him home, and then you got better, but now that I’m back to work, you’re doing it again.  Dad no longer trusts you, and that’s why you don’t get to free roam the house anymore, but instead spend your days in your crate.  I hate putting you in your crate, I prefer to imagine you spending your days laying on the couch watching The Ellen Show & getting a sip of water from the toilet at your leisure.

 

The worst part pooch?  You KNOW you’re being naughty.  It’s really aggravating to mom & dad.  We want to trust you again, but feel like we’re back to ground zero – the puppy stage, where we slowly let you gain your independence from the crate.   Is this just a phase?  Will you ever shape back up into my awesome little brown lady?

 

I miss my good girl.

 

Love you for always-

Mom.

 


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Ready or Not

March 5th, 2012

Baby: Ready or not, you’re coming Tuesday morning, a little bit early – due to you predicted hugeness.  I will know you share my sense of humor when you come out 8lbs or less – a perfectly normal sized baby.  Oh, the irony!!   I couldn’t be more excited to no longer be as big […]



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Baby:

Ready or not, you’re coming Tuesday morning, a little bit early – due to you predicted hugeness.  I will know you share my sense of humor when you come out 8lbs or less – a perfectly normal sized baby.  Oh, the irony!!

 

I couldn’t be more excited to no longer be as big as a house, but instead maybe just as big as trailer.  Everyone else is pretty stoked too – Aunt Sarah has a countdown.  However, I think the most excited/anxious is Lucy Dog.  We more often than not find her laying on your bedroom floor.  Here is a picture of her today while I was assembling the last few things for you.  I was taking up the whole floor, so she was forced to lay in the doorway – close enough.

 

 

 


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The Ladder Truck

December 29th, 2011

I was going to write about my awesome & relaxing Christmas vacation in WI this week.  But after last night, I can’t make it the full focus of this blog.  In short, it was awesome.  Mom showed me how to be an awesome old lady 20 something year old and knit correctly.  I whipped out […]



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I was going to write about my awesome & relaxing Christmas vacation in WI this week.  But after last night, I can’t make it the full focus of this blog.  In short, it was awesome.  Mom showed me how to be an awesome old lady 20 something year old and knit correctly.  I whipped out a hat in no time.  Its amazing when you have the right yarn, sized needles & know the knitting lingo how much more fun & easier knitting is.  Mom & I also put together a 2000 piece puzzle full of all sorts of different pretty shoes.  Both things, along with eating delicious food & seeing my family, made my trip amazing.  Aren’t you glad I summed that all up in a paragraph vs. drawing it out for a whole post?

 

I debated posting this, because its probably not nice to mock my neighbor.  But Connie (her name is changed to protect the innocent) gets the nickname “Crazy Connie” for a reason (side note – she is super sweet & means well).  The lady is CRAZY.   She runs a fine line between institutionally crazy & “I’m a wacky gal” kind of crazy.  In the short 3 years I’ve lived in my house, I probably have more than a dozen examples of her nuttiness (I could write a few blogs – or maybe 1/month for a few years).

 

Its approximately 8:30pm last night when I’m sitting at the kitchen table and got the bajeezus scared out of me because out of the corner of my eye I saw a man dressed in all dark park & walk in front of the house.  I know, you people are probably thinking “what’s wrong w/ that?”.  But when you live in a fairly safe neighborhood, but shenanigans is definitely not out of the norm & you aren’t expecting someone, it can kind of startle you.  I then saw his bright flashing lights (funny how I missed those initially).

C: Matt, a police officer w/ his lights on just parked in front of the house
M: Wha?
C: yeah, I saw him walk across the street…kind of odd

Soon this was the scene in front of our house – except it’s missing the 1 extra fire truck, ladder truck & you can’t see the ambulance (again mom, someday I’ll get to using windex on the windows).

 

C: Ohh…super drama.  I hope they aren’t going to Ada’s house! (she’s our sweet old neighbor, I was legitimately concerned right here)
M: It looks like he went into Connie’s house.

C: *chuckle* oh…Crazy Connie, I wonder what she did this time – I bet Jim (her husband) isn’t home.

C: ohh…the fire men are walking into her house all suited up with an axe & fire extinguisher

*Crazy Connie just NOW walks out of her apparently burning down house*

Approximately 3 minutes has passed & the officer is walking back to his car.

*Matt steps outside & asks him what is going on (I’ve finally trained him into becoming a nosy neighbor & getting the gossip on everything an informed member of the neighborhood).*

*Matt comes back into the house chuckling*

C: soo…what’s going on?
M: Apparently she filled her entire house up w/ smoke using the microwave.

C: That Crazy Connie!

C: I won’t lie babes, if our house is so filled with smoke that I need to call 911 – Lucy & I are calling from the sidewalk, after I grab a clean pair of underwear & socks.

M: Babes, that’s what any normal person would do, but she’s crazy…

 

You really need to hear all the other stories to maybe find the humor in this & realize that this is not surprising that she A) almost burned her house down via the microwave & B) called 911 for something that maybe opening a few windows might have solved.

 

Also, we picked Lucy up from the doggie hotel yesterday and she was so exhausted she didn’t care about her favorite men outside her house.  I even tried to tell her it was better than last time because they were in full uniform, not just fire pants, suspenders, & a t-shirt.

 


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San Antonio – why are your colors so bright?

December 22nd, 2011

After a wild goose chase to a job site today (that was really a school, not the medical office building that it was supposed to be) I found myself in a very Hispanic neighborhood.  I’m going to preface this with – stereo types wouldn’t be stereotypes if they weren’t true.  I knew I was in […]



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After a wild goose chase to a job site today (that was really a school, not the medical office building that it was supposed to be) I found myself in a very Hispanic neighborhood.  I’m going to preface this with – stereo types wouldn’t be stereotypes if they weren’t true.  I knew I was in a predominately Hispanic neighborhood due to the large amount of F-150’s & Chihuahua dogs running around…oh, and most things were in Spanish.

 

I loved this area and I wish I would have brought my camera.  I had to call matt & tell him that this part of San Antonia is Texas’ version of Vegas (for my anyways).  Hear me out.

 

Over Thanksgiving, I posted about the lights of Vegas.  How during the day, they aren’t on, and I feel like I’m not missing anything, but in the evening, when they are bright & flashing, it’s a whole other story!!   I found myself wanting to go into EVERY ESTABLISHMENT in Vegas at night, even though I knew it was a strip club or someplace I didn’t want to be.  But the lights…oh the bright flashy lights, they draw you in & make you feel like you’re missing out if you don’t at least step inside the door to see what its all about.

 

This area of San Antonio didn’t have the lights, but they had bright & vibrant colors…and huge signs.  I wanted to go into the local markets, pawn shops, bakeries, and restaurants.  I laughed at myself as I was driving by a tamales restaurant.  I don’t even really like tamales, but the building was BRIGHT YELLOW and it said “delicious tamales”. I seriously almost stopped.  I thought (and still think)  – how could I not love a tamale from there?  I feel like I missed out on so much not going into all the very attractive places.

 

If I ever go into business, I’m taking lessons from this neighborhood – bright colors & huge signs – it makes it SO tempting to stop in & see what its all about.

 

On a completely different note – I’ve had an urge to start knitting again.  After starting back up on Saturday night, I was quickly reminding why my knitting things are collecting dust in the closet.  I’m determined to knit a hat, it seems so simple, but it’s not turning out right (please help mom!).  Apparently Lucy feels the same way.

 


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My Dog Is A Hussy

September 7th, 2011

**side note: In case I haven’t mentioned before, I live next door an adult group home.  They are great, mentally disabled folks (not drug addicted recovering alcoholics).  I call it The Home.**   I was laying on the couch yesterday afternoon when I heard this funky alarm.   This debate honestly went through my head, […]



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**side note: In case I haven’t mentioned before, I live next door an adult group home.  They are great, mentally disabled folks (not drug addicted recovering alcoholics).  I call it The Home.**

 

I was laying on the couch yesterday afternoon when I heard this funky alarm.

 

This debate honestly went through my head, for what seemed like 3 min:

 

Catie, you should sit up & see what’s going on…nah…its probably just The Home next door…maybe its not…it kind of sounds like our alarm…what if someone is breaking into a neighbor’s house, wouldn’t they want you to look & see the car for evidence?  Nah..its probably just The Home next door…repeat.  For about 3 min.  No joke.

 

My curiosity finally got the best of me.  I poked my head out the front door to see Paula (head of The Home) and all of the residents standing on the side walk.  I asked her if she started the house on fire w/ the crock pot.  Its kind of a joke.  Sometimes, their alarm just goes off.  Its fortunate/unfortunate.  Unfortunate because its linked directly to the fire department, which means they have to come & investigate & its a whole thing, instead of saving cats out of trees (what else do that use that big ladder for?).  That is also the fortunate part (for the neighbors).

That’s where my dog becomes a hussy.

 

Lucy B Williams could NOT take her eyes off those sexy wonderful & cat saving  fire fighters.  I told her it wasn’t polite to stare, and it was even more rude to drool.  But she did it all anyways.  The lady has no shame…

*side note: mom, please do not judge the cleanliness of my house based on all the dog nose marks on the window…I’ll buy windex someday soon…promise*