Chloe likes to manipulate every one in her own little way.  First, she pretends she can not jump up on the couch so someone will lift her up for her. Next, she will only want to eat Abby’s kidney failure food first and not the regular food first. Then, she will sneak into the garbages and pull out all the dirty mucus infested tissues that she eats up and spits the rest of the tissue on the floor so that we have to one by one pick up the rest of the spit up tissue.  She will also manipulate by peeing or crapping on the floor by staring you in the face similiar to what snuffy does.  She likes to sneak into the living room and crap and pee on the wool matt embedded in the carpet. When she doens’t get her way, she barks and barks till she does.

One thing though, she looks out for Abby because when Abby is in trouble, she takes her time out to alert that Abby the geriatric is in trouble.

Other stories to come about chloe.

out, J

Today or tonight was a very scary thing happening.  Grandma and Abby collided.  Though, if I weren’t there grandma would have fallen on her back with her already spinal stenosis, and abby would have been hurt very badly.  It was pretty scary.  This happened because most of the time no body notices Abby anymore on the floor so every body walks thinking there is nothing there, and bam, we trip over her.  Poor Abby, her back is completely messed up because of the issue of tripping all over her, and she is completely blind from catatracts and practically deaf.  She sleeps all day, and starts yelling at night.

That is not how it has always been.  She has been with us for nearly 16 years and been alive for nearly 17 years.  Its a long life for a dog.  This is probably her last year.

Knock on wood the only other problem she has is her kidneys are failing. Yet she has not been to the vet to find out how much more is failing.

Her life started out abusive with a an abusive owner, then she came to her new family at house right off a mountain and a new brother, Snuffy Buffy Pepito Poporoacho <Fat Guy> Barbarian Ross.  Snuffy and Abby were like the odd couple, hence when snuffy died a part of her died too. Then Chloe came into the picture, geez another female (bitch) dog for abby.

Abby and Chloe became like Laverne and Shirley, y’know the hit tv series only its Abby/Chloe.

Abby looked out for Chloe when she was little puppy,and now Chloe looks out for Abby the geriatric dog.

Anyway, enough for now.

out, J

Great Men

by Jason Ross

I walk down the street,
I see the people they meet,
I see them talk,
I see them gaze into each’s eyes,
I see their bodies moving with ease,
I see the aspects of their difference
from me that shows the world who
defines greatness.

Greatness is
the difference between those with
being a hero and those being
with a burden. I for one,
know that we don’t talk about
the great one up there, we just
live with the importance that
everyone believes who is great,
themselves.

Truth is: not true.
Feeling important, feeling the need
to be great is just a part of life,
no matter what any body knows
that no one is great. You can sing it,
you can believe it, you can shout it,
you can even think it, but that gives
no right to feel it since greatness is
more than anybody will ever know.

I once knew a man who thought he was great,
I worked with him one day and
that is all he believed, that he is great,
and every one else around including me were
beneath him. What kind of man is this?
A man with emptiness inside, a man who
thinks he is great just because…he can say it.
You can say it, but it doesn’t mean you are.
there are people out there,
there people like him who believe this,
shouting it out, telling the whole world.
delusions of grandeur can make others feel
upset and irritated.
There is another man currently
who think this, yet meeting people like this
is a part of life.
I see the people, I see them all around me,
I see their faces, I hear them talking.
I hear their feelings about themselves,
those who believe they are great,
and those who don’t.
Hold on to the moment,
it may last just for a minute,
life easily slips beneath your feet,
and before you know it,
you fall flat on the ground.
I wish this on no body, but someday
somebody will have fallen
flat on their face
and you wonder why…

To have fallen down on your face,
once you eventually get up, there
is a sense of reality check.
It happens to many people in this world,
including one and one that I mentioned
that it will happen to, yet you just hope
that people don’t laugh too hard…

All things happen to those who wait. Sometimes it takes longer than expected.

I wish that that someday happens where I find the woman of my dreams.

anyway, I am tired, I know that it doesn’t matter what background the woman is as long as that she is a good person.  Though, yes Jewish is most perferred since I am jewish, but if I find someone else, so be it.

out, J