tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39002891452498293512024-02-19T09:56:03.609-06:00Maggie, The Wedding DogMaggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.comBlogger171125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-27496146899512985032014-01-31T12:45:00.001-06:002014-01-31T12:47:27.428-06:00I'm BBAACCKK!!!!!!<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yay - I am back to it guys and I could not be more excited! Mommy and I decided to reprise my blog. A lot has happened in the 3 years since I have posted. I have a new baby brother. Yes - can you believe it??? I have been a lot better at it this go round. I remembered that Noah used to drop food on the floor so I have been given and low and behold, Liam drops food on the floor now too. Jackpot!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So - to updated you on life. Liam joined our family in March 2013. He is almost a year old. We now live in Mt. Olive, Alabama. Mommy has gone back to work full time at Fun Source Rentals as the wedding planner there. So, technically, I am still the wedding dog, I am just retired now. I stay home all day to keep the house under control and occasionally cook dinner for mommy. She says if she could just get me to do some laundry for her then she would be very happy. Ha - not happening.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Like I said - we now live in Mt. Olive. We moved from Clay to Corner, Alabama and then back to Mt. Olive in August. Daddy is the childrens minister at HighPoint Community Church in Corner. He is having a blast there. I have met a few of the precious children there but not a lot of them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, if you haven't noticed, Mommy and I have created a facebook page to help promote my blog. I am very excited about sharing our journey with you guys again. I hope you will enjoy my family's life through my eyes!! Check out my facebook page if you haven't already: www.facebook.com/theweddingdog </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here I am in the snow - I was barking at Mommy to let me in. My paws were cold!!! Brrrrr. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here are my brothers playing in the snow. Noah was helping hold Liam up. </span></div>
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<br />Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-82171663408661731012010-11-09T16:02:00.002-06:002010-11-09T16:07:08.704-06:00I'm a PRINCESS - cause "all girls are"<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">NOT! I'm a princess because my Daddy calls me his little princess. I'm not sure what is gonna happen if I have a little sister one day. Yes I do, she will obviously not be the princess because I already am. HA! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">As you can tell, I rule the roost in our house. I really do! I dictate all that happens. You laugh but Mommy would tell you it is true! <strong>I</strong> have to have a blanket on the couch, <strong>I</strong> have to dump my food on the floor, <strong>I</strong> have to have a treat when <strong>I </strong>come inside,<strong> I</strong> will not go outside if it has rained, <strong>I</strong> will beg and demand walks, <strong>I</strong> will sleep on the king-sized bed. See - it's all <strong>I</strong>!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Well, I hope that you like the new look of my blog! Mommy was working on her blog (which is nowhere as good as my blog) saw this and had to let me have it. I love it!! Enjoy!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-3352158683142682162010-10-05T11:35:00.003-05:002010-10-05T11:47:07.854-05:00Houseguest<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">We had a visitor in our house last weekend and it was so much fun! Mommy invited Ellie to come stay with us Friday night and Saturday night. Ellie is here from Italy to study for a year. She fit in just perfect with our little family. Hopefully she will be back often!! She and I shared a blanket several times. I'm not sure if she liked it but you know how I am about my blanket. I have to have my blanket when I sit on the couch - my Momma Gena taught me that. Mommy was worried about Ellie using my blanket because it has all of my fur on it -- that's why Momma Gena taught me to use the blanket! </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Mommy wanted Noah to wake up Ellie on Sunday morning. She thought she could do it without me noticing - NOT!! I tried to fight my way in but luckily for Mommy I did not jump on the bed with Ellie. That would have been a bad wake up call for her. Noah didn't do a good job of waking her up either because he wanted to play with a picture frame that Mommy had in the room. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Mommy is trying to redecorate the guest bedroom to a more teen friendly room. She is looking for something new to go on the bed and then she will decorate with a picture or something. I have a feeling that a new comforter on that bed will mean that I am not allowed there. Too bad because that bedroom is the perfect nap room -- the afternoon sun comes in and it is just perfect!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Our family is excited about hosting exchange students in our home. Check out Mommy's blog for more details!!! </span><a href="http://www.funderburgfam.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">www.funderburgfam.blogspot.com</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-83822328595872457582010-09-27T09:29:00.002-05:002010-09-27T10:55:08.016-05:00Mommy's New Blog<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Don't let the title of my blog scare you. This blog is not going anywhere!! Though we do not update it as often as we would like, I'm not going to let it go away. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">I use my blog as funny stories and happenings in our house and Mommy's blog is a little more "grown up". Her blog is </span><a href="http://www.funderburgfam.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">www.funderburgfam.blogspot.com</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">. She has done a good job setting up her blog but I have got to get her to get some music on it!!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">I've got some funny stories to tell you but I've got to get back to my nap on the couch!! It's a chilly rainy day at home and I'm here by myself. Makes for GREAT nap weather!!! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-82717166201284054702010-09-06T17:37:00.002-05:002010-09-06T17:40:07.307-05:00Picture of ME!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTbJNzmi1S_WlG4__dPOtqqxjCeCZCtrbqjEfxy8bQ21UmM-o65wZQRxVruC7FVGafu4KSIa9E4v0Rsreld06yPsxZIxn-sQGWasrZVmqnLIyKmiw6sHmgc4YWx4rqUdyWjB_OS3eCCzD/s1600/Maggie.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513933394135261090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTTbJNzmi1S_WlG4__dPOtqqxjCeCZCtrbqjEfxy8bQ21UmM-o65wZQRxVruC7FVGafu4KSIa9E4v0Rsreld06yPsxZIxn-sQGWasrZVmqnLIyKmiw6sHmgc4YWx4rqUdyWjB_OS3eCCzD/s400/Maggie.JPG" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I decided that this is MY blog - NOT NOAH'S!! I thought that it needed an updated picture of me! This is not my best side as I am just waking up in this picture. There are better pictures on Mommy's blackberry, but seeing as I don't know how to get those off, they will stay where they are! BOL!!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Oh, and by the way, I am naked in this picture. I do not have my daytime on!! Sorry for the indecency!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie<br /></span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-32247194773347891942010-09-06T16:56:00.004-05:002010-09-06T17:09:57.376-05:00Brudder update<span style="font-size:130%;">I am sorry that it has taken me so long to post. I am obviously not a good blogger anymore! Since I do not get to go to work with Mommy anymore, I can not find the time to steal her computer to blog. She usually has it with her at work! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I promised some pictures of Noah with his blue accessory!! He got his cast off, just over 4 weeks of wearing it. It was not as bad as it could have been. Papaw and Mommy were glad to see the cast go - it became a weapon to hit them with. Fortunately the weapon never got turned on me! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Here are a few pictures of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Brudder</span> ...</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRo2bKh9Y_5Zl30N0oO_elsHCuO5dQEvoi-s1LXUyKufKX9gvsJbA7pveW5BKK4LtW4Tv7IJ1o-vIYqTCN-Z9ocwmrLJp5Pt0U-pY29mBw3I9Y1uxeb7y0gRb9QICgwexeCMc99ZyyHvU/s1600/noah+stool.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513923977274080258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrRo2bKh9Y_5Zl30N0oO_elsHCuO5dQEvoi-s1LXUyKufKX9gvsJbA7pveW5BKK4LtW4Tv7IJ1o-vIYqTCN-Z9ocwmrLJp5Pt0U-pY29mBw3I9Y1uxeb7y0gRb9QICgwexeCMc99ZyyHvU/s400/noah+stool.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> <span style="font-size:130%;">Sitting and waiting on the doctor!</span></span></div><div align="center"> </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAZ4ObOKZIcqHuQ1WuydxyVueSC3JP3Y4DgNqp3seayh0_N_bkHVIhFxPw_-NjAdZFu-XN4VjRdHuX-CZJLH0VnDhBAh1l8aAkBWDhzeitAsup7HrkILrKHARrjhZ0dM-pHwKZ35Shh8D4/s1600/noah+stool+close.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513923969703394914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAZ4ObOKZIcqHuQ1WuydxyVueSC3JP3Y4DgNqp3seayh0_N_bkHVIhFxPw_-NjAdZFu-XN4VjRdHuX-CZJLH0VnDhBAh1l8aAkBWDhzeitAsup7HrkILrKHARrjhZ0dM-pHwKZ35Shh8D4/s400/noah+stool+close.JPG" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Such a cute <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">brudder</span> that I have!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdHThMBiO8N6FAwxz7ftQWSNF-X702PKpomj5TgZoT8Km0cpLmQeEphcMMC1hvGNNuJJBJXIb42MH0mK4Kx8ZXUVa5sdKEugVV0cLmvqrzeDQZe4uzjBHfY8J78Sw5-2fYdfj4Y6m0FB0e/s1600/noah+daddy%27s+shoes.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513923727231990050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdHThMBiO8N6FAwxz7ftQWSNF-X702PKpomj5TgZoT8Km0cpLmQeEphcMMC1hvGNNuJJBJXIb42MH0mK4Kx8ZXUVa5sdKEugVV0cLmvqrzeDQZe4uzjBHfY8J78Sw5-2fYdfj4Y6m0FB0e/s400/noah+daddy%27s+shoes.JPG" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> Wearing Daddy's shoes!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7x5v684tchvqHiyoE1vZsZkMrSWe4MzVcEaTacOG_TIg5Z4MtAjb5TDIqU4mm3iB4w0LkDrIa9LncIQ7ghEnDsZbZMDnaj_imif2bRwUBHLZgPlZJDcePRp0ylnZHSViu7FAiZ7bGXpP/s1600/noah+crying+cast+off.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513923719923616418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7x5v684tchvqHiyoE1vZsZkMrSWe4MzVcEaTacOG_TIg5Z4MtAjb5TDIqU4mm3iB4w0LkDrIa9LncIQ7ghEnDsZbZMDnaj_imif2bRwUBHLZgPlZJDcePRp0ylnZHSViu7FAiZ7bGXpP/s400/noah+crying+cast+off.JPG" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Getting our cast off. Noah was afraid!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdg8fszV5mwLo8V-7wopsJjUpqud3M0zRBH455I1mUdyHJx__Vf5_0ks-MJVer6BIew86anlhGAaJ3T3c-iBWmrEgTgiLpBgZpuT-3ReJKHxImZrI1b1VPm3dm9exwxl_fYZS9PLIksWV/s1600/noah+cast+off.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513923711688975890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdg8fszV5mwLo8V-7wopsJjUpqud3M0zRBH455I1mUdyHJx__Vf5_0ks-MJVer6BIew86anlhGAaJ3T3c-iBWmrEgTgiLpBgZpuT-3ReJKHxImZrI1b1VPm3dm9exwxl_fYZS9PLIksWV/s400/noah+cast+off.JPG" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> ...but then he was quickly distracted and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">intrigued</span>!<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZN8gqfb1hKdOxWxQwPYCZQ2hMR7PsOfoeZVrv-UojHCnYyby5BVSUY4RkVx7VZWOz_Mh7ZEBa-Nucuc-vCzM9TB-80tpbPFNS0n0zdpvqi0j-xZrhV4EZr5ycNZtUdTNrmdWyo75uMpZO/s1600/noah+x+ray.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513923704523299810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZN8gqfb1hKdOxWxQwPYCZQ2hMR7PsOfoeZVrv-UojHCnYyby5BVSUY4RkVx7VZWOz_Mh7ZEBa-Nucuc-vCzM9TB-80tpbPFNS0n0zdpvqi0j-xZrhV4EZr5ycNZtUdTNrmdWyo75uMpZO/s400/noah+x+ray.JPG" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Getting the final x-ray that showed we were good to go!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie<br /><br /></span></div></div><br /></div>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-18050710016832430582010-07-22T16:11:00.003-05:002010-09-06T16:48:32.556-05:00Poor, poor brudder<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">My poor brudder has a boo-boo. This is his first real boo-boo and it's a doozie! No, I did not have a paw in it, but it is so sad.<br /><br />Noah broke his right arm last week at school. He has a cast on his arm up above his elbow. Fortunately, he has not learned that he can use it as a weapon. THANK GOODNESS! Mommy also told him that he can not hit me with it. Whew - that would hurt.<br /><br />Mommy and Daddy are not 100% sure how he did it, but they know that he must have fallen. He was at school when the accident happened but they did not see him fall. Noah has "happy feet" all the time and sometimes his feet get ahead of his body and he falls down. It really doesn't surprise Mommy.<br /><br />Hopefully he will only have to wear the cast for 3 weeks - right now we are 1 week down and 2 to go!<br /><br />I'll ask Mommy to help me post some pictures this weekend!!<br /><br />And that's just the dog's life!<br /><br />~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-7561424683534135502010-06-11T09:51:00.002-05:002010-06-11T10:02:02.865-05:00BA-BA-BA-BUNNY...<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">(As I sing the tune of Benny and The Jets...) </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Bunnies are taking over my hood!! My yard to be exact! Every night, I go out for last time for nite-nite and there, in the middle of my backyard is a bunny. I run, run, run as fast as I can and chase it out of my yard. Then, I stand guard in my yard until Mommy comes to get me. As my Daddy says, I was bred to hunt and chase bunnies and now they are in my territory. Ugh... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I have even played a game with one of them the other night. I went out and chased it. Then I went back in and sat at the back door. I peered out the window watching that little rabbit bounce right back through my fence and into my yard. Fortunately, Mommy walked back into the kitchen just in time for me to go outside. Oh, it was so much fun!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy bought a bird feeder for my back yard so now I chase the birds in the morning. Mommy tries to tell me that we like the birds and we want to feed them. HA - NOT!!! Its just a fun game for me and I guess that she does not understand it!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-88036184666042675522010-06-04T12:43:00.004-05:002010-06-04T13:23:09.584-05:004 in the bed...and the Momma said... MARGARET FRANCES!!!<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Last night was NOT a pretty night in our household. Unfortunately, it was all my fault! Noah had gone to bed at his normal time of 9 pm. Daddy had just gotten home and was eating dinner. I had been outside and was ready to come in and go to bed. It was a little after 10 pm. I ran up the stairs to our bedroom, mommy was getting ready for bed, I jumped on the bed and tried to have a meltdown. I let out 2 little barks. About 5 seconds later ... Noah cries! OH, my mommy was not happy with me!! I knew instantly what I had done!<br /><br />Mommy rocked Noah, got him back to sleep, tried to lay him down, and he would cry. Mommy would pick him up, rock him, get him back to sleep, lay him down, and cry! Finally, Mommy brought him to bed with her and turned on the Baby Channel. We watch the Nightime Programs for Baby on the baby channel. Oh, it is so soothing!! We laid there for about 30 minutes, all 3 of us asleep. Daddy came to bed so Mommy tried to put Noah in his bed. Well, that did not work. He screamed for 10 minutes. Mommy was afraid that he would make himself sick so she went to get him. She and brother headed downstairs to try to sleep in the recliner. That did not work. Then she tried the couch. That did not work. I tried to snuggle with them in the recliner and couch, but there was not enough room for 3 of us. Finally, Mommy turned on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and we watched 3 episodes. Noah sat on the couch, happy as could be, just giggling at all that Mickey was saying. Mommy and I snuggled on the couch and caught a few zzz's in between laughter. I felt like I owed it to Mommy to be there with her.<br /><br />Finally at 1:15 am, Mommy decided it was time to try bed again. We headed off upstairs (again), I jumped on my bed (the king sized bed, that is) and Mommy and Noah headed into the nursery. She thought she would try the whole "nite nite" routine to see if that would help Noah. They sat down to read a book and then to tell Chuckles "nite nite". Mommy laid Noah down and he fussed for about a minute and then was out!!<br /><br />I felt so bad about what I did. I wanted some attention and play time and caused Mommy a night of sleep. I snuggled with her all night, trying to make sure she knew that I was very sorry for my mistake.<br /><br />Brother woke up bright and early morning raring to go! Daddy is at a wedding and mommy is at work. Momma Gena and GrandDanny are here with us know until brother finishes his nap. I hear that we may go home with them - so I am hoping for a fun afternoon at GiGi's house! Maybe I'll beg for a walk - in between rain showers!<br /><br />And that's just the dog's life!<br /><br />~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-38029508824478758802010-05-10T15:30:00.004-05:002010-05-10T16:12:17.745-05:00Friends in the hood<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy, Noah and I meet lots of interesting people while out for our nightly walks. I now know so many other 4-leggers in our neighborhood. I've told you about Gretta and Gracie. Gretta is a boxer and Gracie a basset. They live 3 houses down with Ms. Rita. Apparently Ms. Rita works nights and takes Gretta and Gracie on their daily morning walk around 8:20 each morning. Gretta is the one who walked through my house looking for me one day. Gretta and Gracie are trained and take supervised, yet unsupervised walks each day. All Mommy has to do is say "there's Gretta and Gracie" and my hair stands up and off I go to the back door!!<br /><br />I also know Ziggy. Ziggy is a Scottish terrier. He is retired and lives with his mommy and daddy. I met Bear a few weeks ago who lives with his mommy. He has 3 siblings who are at the University of Alabama. He is a hound mixture, but not sure what kind of mix he is. All I know is that he is taller than me!!<br /><br />I have recently met "W" and Sally. "W" was named after the great George W Bush. Mommy and I call him "W", THE DOG. Sally, his next door neighbor, is another basset hound. I just love it that a majority of dogs in our hood belong to the hound family!!<br /><br />Watch out Clay, Hounds are taking over Georgebrook!!<br /><br />And that's just the dog's life!<br /><br />~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-74379590631766581452010-05-06T12:59:00.002-05:002010-05-06T13:10:51.007-05:00I STRUCK GOLD...<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">4 Years ago today, I struck GOLD!! And beautiful gold it was! I remember that day like it was yesterday. There I was, in a crate in the Trussville Petsmart Store. People had been in and out all day long looking at the few of us that laid there. They would reach through the crate door and let me smell their fingers - some smelling good, others, not so much! When I was in the pin, they would reach over and scratch my head. I would get to go outside every couple of hours and do my business, but I would just sniff around and not really do what I needed to do! People would Ooo and Ahhh over us, but none looked worthy enough for me to go home with. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">FINALLY - my future family came in. Oh how sweet they looked! A group of 4 it was. They all kept looking around at all of us, trying to make a decision. I laid there just hoping that my number was next. AND IT WAS!! My daddy picked me out from the group. Mommy was honestly more interested in an older lady that was in a much larger crate, but I had Daddy's heart from the beginning! Daddy held me and there was an instant connection. He and Momma Gena were admiring me. GrandDanny said I looked like Freckles. I didn't know who he was talking about but I went along with him. Mommy came over to look at me and I gave her some sad eyes. She held me and we cuddled. Oh it felt so good. I felt the love! Mommy handed me back to Daddy and said that she liked me. (I don't think she felt the connection quite like I did!) Daddy held me and said that if I wanted a new home today then I could have it. He said I needed to tell him and it would be done! I laid my head across his arm and took a deep breath. He looked at Mommy and said to go get the checkbook! The rest is history! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I definitely struck gold that day. I had no idea that I would join such an amazing family. I am loved more than any other dog in the world!! Life is very good for me and I would not trade anything in the world!! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's AMAZING life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-19624547351653298312010-04-09T22:27:00.003-05:002010-04-09T22:47:15.686-05:00Easter Treats<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Everything has been so busy with Grandma that I forgot to tell you about Easter!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Easter morning was a blast with Noah. Both of us were excited to see what the Easter Bunny had left. I headed down the stairs first (I am a little faster since I have 4 legs - I can skip stairs better). I hopped on the couch to find that the Easter Bunny had brought me a new bag of treats. I was so excited and eager to have Daddy open them. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Noah was very excited to see his new dump truck, sand bucket and shovels, ball, pjs, snacks and new duckie towel. He is such a boy and went straight for his snacks. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">The morning was spent at church then a WONDERFUL lunch at Momma Gena's house. The whole family was there!! Uncle Mike and Aunt Barbara came up from Clanton, Aunt Jennifer, Uncle Paul and Jake also joined us for lunch. Nina and Papaw had lunch with Aunt Dorinda but then came to Momma Gena's house for dessert. After lunch, the fam enjoyed time together on the patio. Daddy hid some eggs for Noah and Jake to search for. He even thought he would be smart and hide a special egg just for me. HA - I am smarter than the average beagle and found it instantly!! He rubbed a treat all over an egg and then buried it in one of my favorite smelling spots. Come on Dad, give a girl some credit and a little more challenge!! BOL! I found the egg before Daddy could get off of the porch. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Noah and Jake enjoyed their egg hunt. Noah seemed to pick up the eggs a little better than Jake but he couldn't comprehend to keep the eggs in his bucket. Both found a lot of eggs - each finding one with ice cream money in it. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Noah did discover something new - GrandDanny's concrete gutter drain. Poor thing - he thought it was a slide. Took Daddy a few minutes to figure out what he was doing ... he would sit on it and scoot his bottom down it. Mommy was worried about his Easter outfit - then it dawned on Daddy that Noah thought it was a slide. He remembered it from our day at the park a couple of weeks ago. Noah LOVES to slide!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy has decided that she is going to buy Noah a slide in a couple of weeks. He will have a blast on it. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy, Daddy and Noah headed off to Leeds to see Nanny. They enjoyed time with her and even had a yummy dinner there. I didn't get to go - Buddy still scares the poop out of me every time. I spent the afternoon with Momma Gena and enjoyed some valuable lap time. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that was our Easter day. I hope that yours was just as enjoyable with some much needed family time. But most of all, I hope that you took the time to realize what Easter is really all about. Yes, Noah and I love that the Easter Bunny brought us goodies, but it is the fact that Jesus gave us ETERNITY!! What better gift could we receive?!?!?!?!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!<br /><br />~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-62256556020884101452010-04-09T20:36:00.002-05:002010-04-09T20:40:31.769-05:00God does listen to my prayers...<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">It doesn't matter how big or small the prayer is, or even who is praying it, but God does listen!!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Grandma Dison is starting to settle in to her new "home". Nina went to visit her today and Grandma seemed much better. She even ventured to the dinning room to have lunch with her new roommates. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy, Daddy and Noah are going to see her on Sunday. I don't think I will be allowed to make this trip but I hope to go very soon! Nina says that there are goats there and I might just have to "play" with them! HEHE!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy said that there is a really cool red barn there, so she plans to take some neat pictures of brother. I will be sure to post them when she does!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Thank you all for your prayers. Keep them coming! I'll keep you updated as things change!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Love to all!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-45559413573951511842010-04-07T22:58:00.004-05:002010-04-09T20:36:45.694-05:00Mommy's Heart Hurts...<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And I don't know how to fix it. Last night, she just looked at me and cried! I jumped on the couch beside her and put my paw on her and just loved her, that was all I could do. She knew my love by the look in my eyes. I wasn't real sure what was going on but I knew my Mommy needed me and that is where I was.<br /><br />I later figured out that Grandma Dison was moved to a skilled nursing facility - as Mommy called it. Grandma made the move ok, but she was not happy about it. She said that the family did it to her on purpose. Mommy's heart just breaks at the thought of Grandma being there by herself. Unfortunately, there is nothing Mommy can do about it. She knows it is where Grandma needs to be, but it is just so hard. If you have ever met my Grandma, then you know that she is a very independent woman, just like my Nina and just like my Mommy! All 3 of them would rather do it themselves then ask for help.<br /><br />Nina had a very hard time last night as well. She feels so guilty for having to take Grandma there. We keep praying that she will settle in to where she is and be ok.<br /><br />Please pray for my family. This is such a hard time and I hate seeing my Mommy's heart hurt!!<br /><br />And that's just the dog's life!<br /><br />~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-33695707433845761452010-03-31T12:16:00.002-05:002010-03-31T12:31:36.157-05:00Tummy Scratch Learning Session<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Noah has always been real good playing with me, and I'm good with him, but he has not learned how gentle he needs to be with me. Mommy tries to tell him to be gentle with me, but he doesn't understand. Mommy taught him how to scratch my tummy this morning and it was GOOD!! I helped out with the process, of course. Mommy brought Noah to our king sized bed at 8 am this morning to put his socks back on him - the boy hates his socks! I preceded to roll on my back and put all fours in the air. Mommy started scratching my tummy (and oh, it felt so good) and then Noah decided to help. Mommy took his hand and showed him the proper way to scratch. He seemed more interested in my foot and my mouth (because my teeth were showing, I was smiling) but Mommy kept sending him back to scratching my tummy. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">He is such a cutie, and I love my brother!!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-16564761744491342392010-03-30T10:23:00.002-05:002010-03-30T10:34:32.583-05:00Goin' to GiGi's House today<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I am going to GiGi's house today and I am so excited!!! Can't wait to get some valuable lap time!! Noah's going too, so I may not get as much attention as I would like, but still, I LOVE going to GiGi's house!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Daddy is helping GrandDanny build another fence in the backyard - I may need to supervise it! Mommy is going to the hospital to check on Grandma. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Grandma Update - Yesterday was a tough day. Nina said that she slept a lot, which is not what Grandma has done the last week that she has been in the hospital. Mommy is nervous that Grandma may be ready to give up her fight and go be with Grandpa. Mommy just prays for strength for what ever may happen. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Noah is growing like a little weed! He is getting more fun every day. Now that the weather is getting pretty, we go out on walks all the time. Momma Gena and GrandDanny gave him a red wagon for his birthday and he loves to ride. Mommy took a part the guest bedroom and made a play room for Noah. GrandDanny and Daddy tried to put the red couch in there so that I could have a place to lay which I watch Noah play, but it would not fit down the hallway and make the curve. Mommy loves having the play room. Noah still plays a lot in the living room, but there are not toys in front of the window that block my view of the C-A-T-S! Oh, and did I mention that my basket of toys is back out. Noah doesn't put them in his mouth anymore - in fact, he loves to throw them for me. He can't throw very far, but it is still fun. I know that we are going to have a lot of fun in the backyard this summer. I can't wait. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy is in the hunt for a job - she has decided that it is time to go back to work. I am not sure what is going to happen with me and Noah, but I am sure that we will be ok. Daddy has some things up his sleeve as well, so we are praying they all work out just fine! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-28816334656776223622010-03-29T14:31:00.002-05:002010-03-29T14:37:13.729-05:00Thought for the day...<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy and I found this while reading another doggie blog : </span><a href="http://www.ourwaggingtales.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">www.ourwaggingtales.blogspot.com</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Take naps.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Stretch before rising.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Run, romp, and play daily.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Thrive on attention and let people touch you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Be loyal.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- Never pretend to be something you're not.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">- When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-78924588608121946372010-03-29T13:55:00.001-05:002010-03-29T13:57:29.655-05:00HaPpY bIrThDaY, pApAw!!<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Happy Birthday to woo, (woof, woof, woof!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Happy Birthday to woo, (woof, woof, woof!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Happy Birthday, DEAR PAPAW!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Happy Birthday TO WOO!!! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Your at my house working today, and it's beautiful outside, so I'm gonna demand a W-A-L-K in just a bit! Hope your up for it!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-15078388191106517282010-03-29T13:51:00.004-05:002010-03-29T13:58:00.896-05:00HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY, MOMMA GENA!!<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">HAPPY (belated) Birthday to woo (woof, woof, woof!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">HAPPY (belated) Birthday to woo (woof, woof, woof!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR MOMMA GENA...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">HaPpY bIrThDaY tO wOo!! (woof, woof, woof!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I hope you had a wonderful birthday. I'm sorry I didn't get to go to dinner with the family. I'll make it up to you with some extra lap time!! :-) </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-82473120310111448712010-03-29T13:39:00.002-05:002010-03-29T13:50:39.385-05:00Pray for Grandma Dison<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">My Grandma Dison fell last Sunday night/Monday morning and broke her femur bone in her right leg. The ambulance had to take her to the hospital and she had to have surgery last Tuesday. She had to stay in SICU until Saturday afternoon. She had some bleeding that they could not find the cause from. While looking for it, they found an aneurysm in her tummy, which is NOT good. This type of issue would normally require surgery, but Grandma is not a candidate for it. She would not make it through it. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Grandma is also about to have to go to a nursing home - which will not necessarily be a good thing - cause I can not go see her there. I can't go sit in her lap like I do when we are at her house. I know that it is probably going to be best for her, but I'm not real happy about it. Because of financial reasons, there is a big probability that the family will have to turn over her home to the state. It's gonna be tough if we loose Grandma and her home. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Please pray for my Mommy and her family - and for Grandma, of course. This is such a hard time for everyone!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-27538311772873795882010-03-29T13:30:00.002-05:002010-03-29T13:38:41.730-05:00Bunnies, Bunnies EVERYWHERE<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Bunnies are attacking my yard. 2 were sitting in our neighbor's yard last week. I saw them through the window and went nuts. Mommy and Daddy were not happy with me because Noah had already gone to bed. Daddy thought they were not real and something that Mrs. Jessica put out for decoration. He closed the blinds saying that we would have to ask Mrs. Jessica to move them, opened the blinds right back up and they were gone. Poof!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Then, last Monday night a bunny was in my back yard. By the time I got to it, it was gone. But I trailed the smell of it for a long time. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I need to figure out who to stop this infestation!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-92222711424757495702010-03-19T16:45:00.002-05:002010-03-29T13:30:37.854-05:00WHEW - what a day!!<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I am exhausted, but I had a great time! Noah is out for spring break this week. The weather has not been the best, but today is! We have had 75 degree weather with BLUE SKIES! Off to the park we went!! We headed out this morning to Leeds for a day of fun with the family. Noah has never been to the park, so we knew this would be fun. Mommy let me go to, so I was very excited. Didn't know where I was going, but I knew I was going to have a good time.<br /><br />We stopped by Old Smokey BBQ to get lunch. Daddy didn't let me get out of the car, but my nose sure was going. It smelled so good! We finally made it to the park and yet again, so much to smell. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">After the family had lunch, Momma Gena, GrandDanny, Aunt Jennifer, Uncle Paul, Jake, Nina and I went for a walk. I drank some yummy creek water. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I was so tired after my outing. I slept all night on the couch and all night on my king sized bed. It was a wonderful family day!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-20869535897195141892010-03-15T16:52:00.002-05:002010-03-15T16:59:22.844-05:00One for me and one for you<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">This is the new motto in my house. I have learned that Noah keeps getting all kinds of snacks during the day. Some are great and others not so much. I'm not a big fan of plain cherrios, but I love baby goldfish. I also really like Froot Loops. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Papaw is at our house today working. He fixed himself a grilled cheese sandwich. I heard the cheese come out of the fridge and I was there. Noah hoarded in on Papaw's sandwich. Before Papaw knew it, Noah and I had eaten 1 1/2 of his 2 grilled cheese sandwiches. They were so yummy. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy also lets me clean up after Noah finishes eating. She calls it my house chores that I have to do. I don't complain. I did not like the brown rice that he had for lunch today - obviously he didn't either and that's why we ate Papaw's sandwiches. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Hum ... I wonder what's for dinner!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-54399916506929203302010-03-15T16:37:00.003-05:002010-03-15T16:49:25.127-05:00Noah's Birthday Party<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Here are some of the pictures from Noah's birthday party! You will notice that there are NONE of me ... that's because I could not go! Oh well! Looks like they had fun even without me! </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Mommy did invite a special guest for Noah. It was a surprise for everyone, but he seemed to be a big hit!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9e6dRqvRE-1S1HmWBOIlVk4JfQeRFlXrm2Xd17V474LHjuzt_fzJrp53poC6V7_UfuCV-78U7OqxO66iAT7We50EyP0VqspvUf42xyDctuJs84lHPD0KJaoEhpclJ60qvpWqyYgt1bYxT/s1600-h/CRW_3949.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978849265997762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9e6dRqvRE-1S1HmWBOIlVk4JfQeRFlXrm2Xd17V474LHjuzt_fzJrp53poC6V7_UfuCV-78U7OqxO66iAT7We50EyP0VqspvUf42xyDctuJs84lHPD0KJaoEhpclJ60qvpWqyYgt1bYxT/s400/CRW_3949.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> "SURPRISE!!"</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYjsg32OuRPWpHz0N54r16BwgjbJDQ31S3NDWsQKsh7MK0lH1-ChDf-DVIlnr1r05r56WASiMlXhf9lsWGXg52wIZc8gDjdODUYhtDkwonPiqI8_-lrCKQyz63XeHS6XVidV6kbTpOaa_/s1600-h/CRW_3989.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978842440004690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOYjsg32OuRPWpHz0N54r16BwgjbJDQ31S3NDWsQKsh7MK0lH1-ChDf-DVIlnr1r05r56WASiMlXhf9lsWGXg52wIZc8gDjdODUYhtDkwonPiqI8_-lrCKQyz63XeHS6XVidV6kbTpOaa_/s400/CRW_3989.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Family Picture with Mickey Mouse<br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnpI9xgVAfQ6nCA0F6YBNAzexAmJeeuDSY-UWC3S5JNlIB6ZQOhRwjg8sgND1IfSDG5hDP6Af317kGzxtK9986FuwMtZGS-2OMbP78VNLfSCpWu9oUa8R31orVrCXSRVtjzPs9Aoe5V0Hf/s1600-h/CRW_4016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 181px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978510054045234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnpI9xgVAfQ6nCA0F6YBNAzexAmJeeuDSY-UWC3S5JNlIB6ZQOhRwjg8sgND1IfSDG5hDP6Af317kGzxtK9986FuwMtZGS-2OMbP78VNLfSCpWu9oUa8R31orVrCXSRVtjzPs9Aoe5V0Hf/s400/CRW_4016.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Noah LOVES his new baseball toy. I don't so much because </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">it has a bat that came with it. Fortunately, Noah has not learned how </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">use it as a weapon!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY3pd0oV0A77lnNc5C1yuThTlXgnez1aaDamgB_tp21Tl5VYYi6vYDbrdK6EP90UEeYtdiSunGID-b0AHM4F08nQmtNI_Qb4IgcxdSdSUPbRCoClC8Awf98-PH8sYRI9Qko1wPDECwj_4/s1600-h/CRW_4048.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978506128706114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY3pd0oV0A77lnNc5C1yuThTlXgnez1aaDamgB_tp21Tl5VYYi6vYDbrdK6EP90UEeYtdiSunGID-b0AHM4F08nQmtNI_Qb4IgcxdSdSUPbRCoClC8Awf98-PH8sYRI9Qko1wPDECwj_4/s400/CRW_4048.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> "HI MICKEY!!!"<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9UWy9c-7PuVSImuRUXawXDe0AyJo0jMcm0VGOxSGrQ0BjNxb6uUPV9yvNnemngKJt0xFqnMFgfy1yR3E-BRuzUyKkARf7QZ4kt9IePE5VvRTkWOfzjs0LiY2C5uxzc5bSScceV121CwqH/s1600-h/CRW_4052.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978501053210946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9UWy9c-7PuVSImuRUXawXDe0AyJo0jMcm0VGOxSGrQ0BjNxb6uUPV9yvNnemngKJt0xFqnMFgfy1yR3E-BRuzUyKkARf7QZ4kt9IePE5VvRTkWOfzjs0LiY2C5uxzc5bSScceV121CwqH/s400/CRW_4052.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> Yummy smash cake!</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgHZb6HkZ1WwyloiPPfAiCbynixH0dL5NRuKBfb0hXIGo1uVbTqa8xTNEu8mWkHmK1-JFjk-GTIoODBlhA59TEUO4z7gyEplwZVRD75Zemfgol5d2jvt0FkPD2aRCzOKbYjCwmCvYnoZBY/s1600-h/CRW_4064.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978495362751426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgHZb6HkZ1WwyloiPPfAiCbynixH0dL5NRuKBfb0hXIGo1uVbTqa8xTNEu8mWkHmK1-JFjk-GTIoODBlhA59TEUO4z7gyEplwZVRD75Zemfgol5d2jvt0FkPD2aRCzOKbYjCwmCvYnoZBY/s400/CRW_4064.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46E-mxwmVRM8kLKITOg-roReCXoFFx6Oprri-ZS426xOft7xrqR340UdvsFETpsmwaigIZEqnMS926iEPgshqJBbuRaNriQcHDdM_blMgpa-3urWuCrBPUCjkC_a7C25IpgRMpn9SLInS/s1600-h/CRW_4067.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448978489723676962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46E-mxwmVRM8kLKITOg-roReCXoFFx6Oprri-ZS426xOft7xrqR340UdvsFETpsmwaigIZEqnMS926iEPgshqJBbuRaNriQcHDdM_blMgpa-3urWuCrBPUCjkC_a7C25IpgRMpn9SLInS/s400/CRW_4067.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Noah's AMAZING cake that Mrs. Audrey made for him. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">The top layer was her famous french vanilla almond</span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">and the bottom was chocolate with peanut butter icing in the middle.</span></div><div><a href="http://www.cakesbyaudrey.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">www.cakesbyaudrey.com</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> Tell her Maggie sent you!!<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">And that's just the dog's life!</span></div><div align="left"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span></div></div></div><br /></div>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3900289145249829351.post-28304556761532247092010-03-09T22:53:00.001-06:002010-03-09T22:54:31.693-06:00Praying for a friend<span style="font-size:130%;">I'm sending prayers out to my friend, Lady. Her brother went to the big farm in the sky today!! He is so much better off though! </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Lady - I love ya, my friend! Thoughts, prayers, love and treats being sent your direction!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">~Maggie</span>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14326634691869935378noreply@blogger.com2