Beneath the Wraps

                 When I was younger I would often spin around several times until I felt dizzy and stop – either of my own will or because I had crashed into something.  The dizziness was not completely bothersome as a youth as it is as an adult – an aged one at that.              There are times I have felt dizzy due to ear or sinus infections though I don’t ever remember feeling so dizzy that I wanted to throw up.   Well, there was that time when I was pregnant with Jaime and Richard and I were at a movie theatre watching “Limitless” – the opening photography is spinning as I recall or maybe somewhere else in the movie.   I remember looking away as it was making me dizzy.           Getting into a car when I am feeling light headed is not always the best idea. The dizziness had seemingly made me naucious and when we had stopped for gas on the w...

          All three of the boys have said they would come visit – though only two have made it.  Randy brought his family over Memorial weekend last year. This year Tony said he would leave Salt Lake after Jaime ’ s graduation.  He left on the forth. They came by way of California so that they could see the Redwoods.  We did not realize that we lived so close. We had suggested to them that they could stop at the Vortex on the way here – but by the time they got there, it was almost time to close.  And then the GPS led them some funky way.  For they were only forty minutes out but took to hours to get to us.         They chose not to stay with us as their middle child is allergic to dogs.   Though we did put Bonnie in the kennel on Monday morning, Liz still has allergies.   She remembered having been there before and was quite excited about her stay.   Jaime was not excited.   The...

  Bonnie is barking Wants to go outside To bark at the neighbors ’ dog She sensed them Or so she thought Where are they?   That ’ s not a dog. She had seen the pigs before. Gosh they ’ re getting fat. Bonnie  is  intrigued. Where are the dogs? Wait a minute. Is that a . . . What the heck is that? Very unlike any dog that I ’ ve ever seen.   What kind of a dog is that? Do I even know if it is male Or female   Bonnie wants to play

            We have been trying to find a dog sitter to care for Bonnie at the end of this month.   Roland has been wanting to see the boys and had planned to do so by himself but Jai (aka Jenna) has spring break coming up and so thought we could all go.   But that would only give us a week.   Perhaps it would be better for Roland to go by himself?          Taking Bonnie for walks lately has been quite bothersome on my part.   I do not have Jenna ’ s strength.   She ’ s broken from her leash/collar four times now – the last two were very hurtful.   I sliced my middle finger on my left hand when she tore out of her collar to bark at the dogs on the corner.   And then on Valentine ’ s Day my right thumb got damaged when she tore loose (this time in a harness) and chased a dog into somebody ’ s house.   Needless to say the tenant was NOT happy – and I don ’ t blame her.   ...

                We have done a few more home projects including power washing the house and hanging blinds.                The power “ wash ” came out more like a power “ rinse ” as the soap didn ’ t seem to be coming through.  After watching a tutorial Roland went back and did the cars – so though the house has not been washed – it does look much better than before.             We moved things around to get to the windows.  As we did so, a board fell to the floor near the couch between the living room and hall.  Bonnie had been outside but I had let her in.  She remained behind the couch and I didn ’ t think much about it until she started whining.  I asked her to come but she remained until I picked up the board and then she brushed pass the couch.             Really?  She was unable to move forward becaus...

               Bonnie has been acting squirrelly lately.  We didn’t know if it was because of her allergies or the elements that animals can seem to sense better than any mechanical weather forecaster.  I let her out yesterday and noticed that there was another dog near our unused black car. I heard Jenna cry, “Why would you let her out?!” “I didn’t realize there was another dog out here.   Besides, why wouldn’t I let her out?   Maybe she needed to go.” I don’t know that Bonnie had even tried going potty.   I tried luring back into the house.   She wanted to check out the dogs (turned out there were two of them) but was not vicious about it – which must have meant they were both male.     The border collie seemed a bit put off by Bonnie’s presence and would growl and then Bonnie would growl louder.   Jenna did not get a picture of the three of them interacting on the hill but Bonnie was obviously ...

             Pit Bulls have always had a bad reputation for being vicious dogs.   Any dog can become vicious if neglected or abused – which Bonnie is not.   She is the sweetest dog – at least to humans.   I have seen a side of her that lives up to the name of a female dog.             Levi is the name of the man who has built our deck and back room.   He has a dog named Roxy – also sweet and probably kind of dumb like Bonnie.   Unlike Bonnie – who is quite overweight – Roxy is skin and bones.   She does look like she hasn’t had a good meal for a while – but she also has little interest in eating or playing with dog toys.   She would like affection and loves to chase the chickens. Bonnie, on the other hand, seemed intimidated by the mass amount of chickens that used to come into our yard.   Now she decided that she can not only chase the chickens but catch them...

               Roland has purchased several 3 pound jars of peanut m&ms over the years.   We all snack on them, but do so in moderation.   The candy will gradually go down to empty at which point we will refill with dog food and refer to the jar as “Bonnie’s m&ms”.      She is fine with our feeding her a handful of her "m&ms" while we are trying to eat our own food.    Catch is, we need to pour it from the jar onto the floor or give Bonnie her own plate.    Tastes so much better than eating it out of her bowl.    Yet she has no problem eating hearts or scrambled eggs from her bowl.              We had dropped some jelly beans on the floor which of course went into Bonnie’s mouth the second they hit the ground.   She is not the fussy dog that we had in West Valley.   She’ll eat almost anything – whether we intend it that way or not. ...

               There are several times when we are leaving the house that Jenna and I will slip out the back door to avoid taking Bonnie with us.   It’s nothing against the dog – it’s usually just an inconvenience to take her when we’re just going to the store or the church.   I have taken Bonnie with me a few times when I picked Jenna up from seminary.   This morning I allowed Bonnie to come with me.             Oh, that was a fun ride (not) as Bonnie whined for the most part.   Believing she had to relieve herself, I opened the back door as soon as I parked in the church parking lot.   She ran out and towards the building.   I could see her looking through the door.   Class was out and everyone was waiting for their rides.   I figured at least one of them would see Bonnie and Jaime would come out – which she did.   Only when she opened the door ...

           My aunt had a Scottish Terrier when she was ten years old – or perhaps Heather was a family dog.   I barely remember the pet dog.    I of course don't have a picture of Heather but copied the photo from this site: Grandma and Grandpa had planned to take my aunt to Europe and had asked mom and dad to house sit while they were gone. Taking care of Heather was part of the deal.           My mom had not grown up with pets nor seemed fond of them.   Grandpa had left instructions and told my mom that Heather needed to have two fried eggs each morning.   Mom said there was no way she was going to fix eggs for a dog and so my dad made the eggs for Heather each morning during their stay.           Whenever Roland cooks eggs for the dog I always think of that experience that mom had shared with me.   For the most part Bonnie will get...

  Jenna asked me if I would go on a walk with her and Bonnie.   She asked if I could look up a scavenger hunt list that we could do at the park.   I pulled up a list and sent it to her phone.   The rules were that we could not take something that we brought ourselves and no repeats.   At least one of us had to be in the picture with said item (as we would not be bringing any of it home) My rule was that we did not have to capture things in order – otherwise we would still be at the park with an empty list. Twenty items were on the list. The list goes as follows: Something covered in feathers Something inflated by air Something made of wood Something purple Something rectangle Something round Something shorter than you Something square Something striped Something taller than you Something that flies Something that displays a rule(s) Something that smells pretty Something with wheels Something yellow Something you can sit in So...