3...2...1... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Yeah, baby! Here's to memories and friends, both old and new.



Mmmm, this ain't no grape juice - it's the real stuff.



Uhh...once the room stops spinning I promise no more drinking!



That's a wrap for '05. Tyler and I wish you all a lovely evening. If you go out, be safe. See you next year!

Cornbread

Mom and Dad are making some. Y'all better share!
-Tyler

Merry belated Christmas!

Hope you all spent quality time with family 'n' friends.
Tell me about all the goodies Santa brought you!

The Homeless Pug

My Heart Will Go On

for Cowboy and Eponine

...and for Puggy

Every night in my dreams
I see you. I feel you.
That is how I know you go on.

Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on.

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're gone

Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

There is some love that will not go away

You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on

Eponine and her cowboy

Please send prayers and healing thoughts to make Eponine well. And if she is not to get well, healing prayers for her cowboy's heart.

I Love Lizzie even more!

Last time on I Love Lizzie, Tyler received a package in the mail from a mysterious Secret Paw. He soon discovered that Lizzie had sent him roast beef nylabones! His enthusiasm for nylabones was so great that he did not seem to notice the other item inside the box. I had to assist him in opening this gift because, well, he was rather oblivious to anything other than his precious nylabone...
...

This smells sooooo good.



Wait a minute, this furry beast is tryin' to steal my nylabone.



Captured! You shall be mine, and I shall call you Lizzieball!



Rescue mission accomplished. Now it's just you and me.


...

Tyler spent the rest of that evening either chasing his Lizzieball or devouring his beloved nylabone. If he remembered he still has a second nylabone, he'd be in my face right now, demanding it. We will probably save it for Christmas Eve. He loves his Lizzieball and wants to thank sweet Lizzie again for her thoughtfulness and wonderful selection of toy and treat!

Happy Holidays, Lizzie!!!

I Love Lizzie

Lizzie sent me this stuff! Wow, Lizzie is the coolest cat EVER.



What could possibly be in here?



Roast beef flavored nylabones! Lizzie, have I mentioned how much you rock?




Somethin' else? I don't care if there's somethin' else. I shall be one with this nylabone. Now, quit trying to distract me.


-Tyler

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Stay tuned for part 2 of I Love Lizzie ...

The Pug Before Christmas

C'mon, give me some scissors

Wait 'til tomorrow? You gotta be kidding me.
It says Secret Paw and my name is on it so lemme at it!

No ham

Everywhere. I have looked EVERYWHERE. Nobody has the f#@k*ng Hostess ham anywhere! After checking with four places who just claimed "no, we don't have any" or "we've ordered it but don't have any" finally the Harris Teeter tells me the plant that makes Hostess ham has shut down. Thus, there won't be any Hostess ham to bring into work tomorrow. Aaarrrrggggghhhhh!

That sucks, Mama.
-Tyler

I know, boy. It really does.

Bah.
-Tyler

Fahgedaboudit!

My boyfriend had to go out late last night for a job. The customer was a nutcase. Really. He was mostly polite to us in person, but earlier in the day he had gotten angry the original tech couldn’t go out to fix his computer because the tech’s wife had given birth to triplets. The assignment was transferred to my boyfriend, and after he called him, the guy called his company and said “I don’t want him anywhere NEAR me” (referring to my boyfriend). They sent him out anyway. I was a little scared the guy might be psycho, but went with my boyfriend anyway after he bribed me with barbecued ribs for dinner.

Yes, he was creepy with half a dozen stinky candles burning and the apartment smelling like old hairspray. He had bottles of liquor/wine everywhere. His last name sounded Italian and he had a slight accent with a chain around his neck, so perhaps he was with the mafia. ??? My imagination kind of went wild. After awhile, we got out of there safely. And when he offered me a beer, I said no thanks.

But, we had beer-battered onion rings with some great ribs later on.

I Can't Cry Hard Enough

Written By: David Williams & Marvin Etzioni

I'm going to live my life
Like every day's the last
Without a simple goodbye
It all goes by so fast

And now that you're gone
I can't cry hard enough
No I can't cry hard enough
For you to hear me now

I'm going to open my eyes
And see for the first time
I've let go of you like
A child letting go of his kite

There it goes up in the sky
There it goes beyond the clouds
For no reason why
I can't cry hard enough
No I can't cry hard enough
For you to hear me now

I'm going to look back in vain
And see you standing there
When all that remains
Is just an empty chair

And now that you're gone
I can't cry hard enough
No I can't cry hard enough
For you to hear me now

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I heard this song tonight and am really shaken by the fact that both my grandmother and Puggy really are gone. Last year they were both around for the holidays. Of course we knew Puggy had some problems and her health was delicate, but now she really is gone.

Puggy: I miss you every day, but New Year's Eve will be especially tough. I remember a New Year's Eve in particular when no friends wanted to do anything, they all had other plans, and I was alone. But it was one of the best New Year celebrations I ever had, just you and me watching movies while curled up on the sofa with a blanket and some popcorn.

To grandmother:
Leenie Bear, the idea of having Christmas without YOU would have been completely insane a year ago. If someone had told me you would not be here now, I would have kicked them. You were so active and so giving. You made your neice a cake for her birthday when her own mother was too sick to bake anything. You visited your sister in that nursing home several times a week, always bringing her and her roommate a gift of some sort. Anytime you went shopping, you thought of me. I didn't always wear the clothes you gave me because sometimes they weren't my style, but the thought was appreciated. Did you know that? Did you know how hard your friends would cry when Mom told them you were gone? Did you know how heartbroken your husband of over 60 years would be when you left this world?

Brrrrrrrrrr...

Usually I am late for work. Mostly, I do not have an excuse. Today I had an excuse. When I went outside to warm up the car, the door would not allow my key to enter the lock. When I got past the barrier of frost and turned the lock, the door was frozen shut! Five minutes and 2 liters of tap water later, I finally got into the driver side door, cranked the car, turned on the defroster and closed the door. However, I wanted to get into the passenger door also because in desperation I had also gone around to that side trying to get the door open, so I wasn't sure if it was 100% closed or what would happen once the frost thawed. Alas, warm tap water did not budge the darn thing and the passenger door never would open.

I went back into the house to pick up my lunch and purse, returned to the car and, once again, the door was frozen shut. Stupid! Why did you close the door once you got it open? Did it not occur to you that the water you poured on the door might freeze it shut again? Grrrr. So, I went back into the house for more water, poured it on the door, tossed the empty bottle aside, and got in the car. Finally!

Ten minutes and several miles later, I heard an airy, swishing sound. NOW the passenger door decides to start opening. Lovely! And on the highway going 55 mph in 8:00 traffic towards downtown, there was absolutely no way I could just reach over and correct the problem. Thankfully, the door never fully opened, and I was able to close it properly after pulling into the post office lot. At least the passenger door is still attached, unlike the mirror, but that is another story for another day.

*sigh*
This would have been a good day to stay in bed.

$18,348

No french hens for you!