Heart to heart

Hey folks. Remember I told you a few months back that my big ol' heart is just so full of love that it skips beats sometimes? I've been on medicine to control it, but I had a follow-up test this week and I'm back to skipping some beats again. Now I have to take meds THREE times a day, blech. I'm getting another test in a month to see if it's working or if we need to try some different meds. I'd appreciate some POTP to make sure it works. You know I feel fine, but Mommas get worried, that's all.

It's my adoptiversary!

Hey folks, Jessie here! You know, two years ago today was a pretty impawtant day. Furst, Momma dressed us all up pretty and matching each other and took us to the park.

I acted pretty silly for a while, because there was a funny guy with a flashy beast!

But Casey taught me how to pose like a pawfessional.

And then we took our very furst FAMILY picture.

Yup, two years ago today, my momma signed the adoption papers that made her my MOMMA instead of my FOSTER momma. And I became part of the family fur reals!!!

 We had a pawty to celebrate, with some of my favorite people, like Auntie, and my namesake Auntie Jess, and Casey's Boy.

There was even a cake!

 But best of all was that I was a FUREVER dog.

 It's been a fangtastic two years! And my family is going to make the most of every moment we have together!


~Jessie!

You like what you like!

It's always funny to see how different pups can act completely differently sometimes. For example, this was Jessie yesterday.

As soon as Momma came home and opened the dog door, Jessie ran right out and sprawled on the patio to bask in the sun. She does that ALL the time, until her furs are hot to the touch and Momma makes her come in. Meanwhile...

Give me a soft bed and air conditioning ANY time!

Comfy perch

Pigeon has always been a climbing kitty. She loved hanging out on top of the kitchen cabinets, and Momma put two beds up in her favorite perches so she could lounge in comfort. But Momma noticed that Pidge hasn't been up to those spots in ages. She thinks that Pigeon's age is getting to her. Instead, Pigeon is always hanging out on the kitchen table or the window seat next to it. So Momma set up a surprise for her...

That's right, a fancy new bed JUST for her.

"You hear Momma, Jessie. This is MY bed! No puppers allowed."

"Ahhhhhh. Peace and coziness at last!" 

I think she likes it! What do you think?

Silly humans

Momma said something silly last night. We had a storm blow in last night, with lots of thunder and lightning and wind. Storms never bother me, but Jessie gets pretty skeered by them. Well, the storm blew in just as Momma was getting ready to start Jessie's nightly camel treatment. Normally Jessie's really good about those, but with the storm too, it was just too much for her. Every time Momma tried to get the needle in, Jessie flinched away. Finally Momma gave up so she wouldn't traumatize poor Jessie for life, and we all got in bed. Well, Momma and I did. Jessie was still being skeered, so Momma had to coax her to jump up. Then she just sat straight up, still shaking, while Momma petted her. Me, I was snoring in no time. But Momma finally had to pull Jessie down so she'd lie down. Jessie laid there for a second, then stretched her head out over Momma's chest, let out a DEEP sigh, and was snoring in the next breath.

That's when Momma said the silly thing. She petted Jessie's head and said, "I'm so glad you trust me this much." Isn't that silly? I mean, she's our momma. Our human, the one we chose for our very own. Humans were put on this earth to take care of us, and we were put here to love them. So even when there's skeery stuff like a storm or Vacula or that suspicious bunny that I KNOW is the vanguard of a whole bunny army, Momma ALWAYS makes it better. 'Cause that's her job!

Guess who's back?!

Don't ever go away again, okay Momma?

Abandoned and neglected!

I think I feel faint... Momma is packing all our things so we can go to Grandma and Grandpa's house. That's good, right? Except she's LEAVING us there and going to a conference thingy for work. She just got BACK from going away! How can she do this to us again?!?!

So we may be a little quiet for a few days, until (and unless!) Momma comes back for us. Sniff. Sob. Send treats, I may lose the will to eat!