Stuffy Nose

Shhhhhhhhhhhhh the baby is asleep from a very busy day playing with me, grandma!
The snores are caused by a stuffy nose.



I have been visiting Cara for the past several days, getting some one-on-one time. She is now picking up new words each day and our newest game is playing hide and seek. I will pretend that I cannot see her, and call her name. Cara will then head in the opposite direction that I am going in. When I turn around and start to chase her, she will laugh and squeal with pure delight.

It is hard work being such a cute baby; Cara handles this task the greatest of skills even while a cold is trying to get the best of her. Learning new words, growing each day, going for walks, swinging, having a snack outside, playing, giving hugs, teething, laughing, and playing with grandma can wear a little one out.

Sweet dreams little one, see you soon.

p.s. Grandma & Grandpa love you.
p.p.s. She sounds just like her daddy.

Good Bye Buddy

In the spring of 2006 I became acquainted with a little cat who didn't seem to have a home, but by the looks of the fat belly, plenty of neighbors were taking care of. Once a day the cat would find our house for a visit. I tried not to get attached to the cat as making him a part of our family was not possible because my husband has allergies. Being an adult, I felt that I could enjoy the cat and assured myself that I would enjoy the visits and that would be that.

I knew that the idea of not getting attached to this cat was impossible as soon as I found myself naming him (I called him "Buddy"), looking forward to the visits, calling the cat when I saw it, offering food on a few snowy days, playing, and giving hugs out. I knew that I was headed for a broken heart someday if Buddy was not part of my family, so it was time to end our relationship; that way he could break someone else's heart, not mine.

When the following spring came around I smiled as I saw a fat Buddy heading toward our house. I knew that Buddy had made it through the winter months, probably having found someone else take care of him. With warmer weather we saw each other once a day and it didn't take Buddy too much time to get the upper hand with wanting my time. Daily visits were started up again, with Buddy staying out on our back patio for hours sunning, sleeping, and looking into our patio doors meowing; it seemed liked forever. At this point I asked the husband with allergies if Buddy could become a part of our family, even though I knew the answer before asking it. After the conversation with my husband I had a talk with Buddy and he understood the situation, that finding a new place to hang out was something he needed to do.

Last week I was thinking that I hadn't seen Buddy for awhile and was wondering if the little fella was OK. I couldn't believe it when a few days later I watched Buddy out in our field having a good time catching mice. I opened the door and watched him for awhile. I didn't call out to Buddy as he was getting along fine without our visits.

This morning it all came crashing down on me as to how much this little fuzzball had weaseled his way into my heart. I went out to our car and realized that something was on our front porch. When I walked up I saw Buddy laying by our front door, unable to move. I immediately got my husband and, barely able to talk through my tears, explained what was going on. Avoiding a situation like this is why I distanced myself from Buddy, but now I'm right in the middle of it.

We checked Buddy out and knew that this cat need help so a call was made to the county animal shelter rescue line. Within an hour a man came out and put Buddy in a cage. He said that it looked like he got into something that made him sick and was going to transport him to the emergency veterinary clinic. I was a little relieved that he wasn't hit by a car or in an animal fight so now he has a chance.

I am telling myself that Buddy will get fixed up and be placed in a nice family home. That is the perfect ending for such a cute little guy. That is the story I will keep telling myself.

Good bye Buddy. Hope you have a good family to love on you. I'm so glad I got to know you.

Where's Grandma?

Now that Cara is walking she and I can play all sorts of new games. One favorite is peek-a-boo or where is Grandma? We have a lot of fun playing these games but as you can see Cara can quickly decide that something else might be more fun.

You Gotta Have Love

Cara is enjoying her new-found freedom with her ability to now walk. While Cara was walking around in a store, with us close by, she came upon a cute little boy that she couldn't resist visiting with. This video will show you how much Cara especially loves kids or babies and cannot wait to interact with them.

Hope you enjoy, too cute huh?

Walkie-Talkie

Our sweet granddaughter is growing up so fast and is enjoying new adventures each day. Cara is perfecting the art of walking, as you will see in the video. Not only can she now walk but she can carry a giant ball while doing so. As she defies the laws of gravity, if you listen carefully, you will hear her say ball and mom. Good job Cara!

Birthday Greetings

Opus and Roscoe, our grandcats, are having a birthday today! Belly up to the bar and help us celebrate.

Wishing the birthday boys the happiest of days, aren't they cute

Even though our grandcats are miles away we decided to have a party for their birthday. Our grandcats live in Italy and could not make it stateside for the fun. Sorry they couldn't be here.

The end of another birthday. Hope you boys had fun on your special day. Getting older sure takes a toll on one, rest up boys tomorrow is another day.

Many wishes from across the miles.

Lawn Walking 101

Visiting last week in Carasburg we had a day of perfect weather. Unable to pass up this opportunity, knowing that cooler weather is not too far away, we headed outside for some fun.



Cara has been walking for about three weeks and is learning all about the different factors that enter into staying on one's two feet. It's amazing how a little bump in the lawn will affect walking. I would say that she passed with flying colors!