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Welcome my friends to our weekly issue of Journey with Friends. This is a time that we come together for support, for encouragement, for fellowship – all with one single goal in mind – to live better. Welcome to our journey to share our goals and our accomplishments and our disappointments and frustrations.
Together we can do this!
Sunday, December 3, 2017 – Finally a day of rest. I don’t think much moving was done by me, Jim or the anipals here at the Hotel Thompson. We slept and rested which is exactly what I needed! Miles Moved: -0-
Monday, December 4, 2017 – Back into the grind of things. It’s already the beginning of December! There is so much to do but this year I feel we will be taking things easy and light. I don’t have the stamina to be crawling around putting up decorations and it’s just me and Jim. This year having this surgery was our gift to each other. Having the lumps gone and being here for each other. What else could we ask for, right? Miles Moved: 0.95
Tuesday, December 5, 2017 – Working on a surprise for Jim for next week. Do you know how hard it is to work on surprises for that man? Do you have one in your life that can almost guess every.single.time what you might be doing? The boy has a sixth sense for some things. But what he *thinks* and what happens could be two different things. My sister is in cahoots with me. You know this can’t end well – snickers. Miles Moved: 1.21
Wednesday, December 6, 2017 – So much to get done this weekend and it’s only Wednesday! My list is getting longer and the days are getting shorter. What’s a girl to do? Maybe I can start training Bacon and Houdini to help out with errands? That should be interesting for sure. Miles Moved: 0.93
Thursday, December 7, 2017 – Today was a hiccup. I’ve had one spot under my left breast that has been bothering me. I just don’t like the looks of it. I called the doctors office last week and they told me it was a ‘spitting stitch’. It still bothers me today so I called the doctors office and sent him a picture via text. Of course he wanted me to come in to look more closely at it and to check a few things. Of course I got worried when he pulled out scissors and tweezers. Can you say ouch? Remember to check out my other blog here for details of this situation. Miles Moved: 1.13
Friday, December 8, 2017 – Friday I love you so much! Thank goodness we made it to you. Now to get finished at work and start some errands! Miles Moved: 0.93
Saturday, December 9, 2017 – Work up feeling a little under the weather. I guess the doctor ‘operating’ on me Thursday finally caught up to me and I was aching a bit today. And on top of everything else, we got snow this morning. Okay it was SNOW to us…we freak out with one snowflake – LOL. But today needs to go on. Houdini has a spa appointment and then he is off to see Santa. Be afraid Santa. There is no telling what he will ask for this year for Christmas. Miles Moved: 0.65
Thoughts for the week: Baby steps. Life is not a race. We all get to where we want in the end. That’s my motto for my recovery. This Wednesday 12/13/2017 will be 5 weeks. Some days I feel like it’s been FIVE WEEKS. Some days I feel like it’s a rush of time. Recovery is slow but I’m so happy with my results so far. And believe it or not, I’m itching to get back into my workout routine in January. January is a new year all around for me. Have a great week my friends ❤
This week walked: 5.80
TOTAL 2017 Miles: 523.56
❤ small goals turn into big accomplishments ❤
How in the world am I going to explain this picture to mommy? It looks like that little psycho elf has been into mom’s pictures and sent them to a certain magazine which has made its way to the big man and his elves.
Shakes piggy head. This can’t be good. Look at their faces?! Oh dear piggy heavens. How am I ever going to tell mommy what Don Juan has done this time?! What will daddy think?
You gotta help me friends. How do I break it gently to my mom that her private pictures may not be so private anymore and that she might be on Santa’s naughty list… but he might like it? Snorts.
Don Juan is in deep doo-doo here at the Hotel Thompson. Shakes piggy head and walks away with daddy’s credit card. I gotta buy all of these off the market so she doesn’t see the cover.
Lord have mercy. Is it after Christmas yet my friends? Please tell me it’s soon – really soon – not soon enough for my liking. You see I can admit it. Don Juan’s powers are strong here. That evil little elf on the shelf needs to go back to where he came. I’m going to need therapy after all of his antics this year.
You see, this morning I went into the front room like I do every day. I was minding my own business, snorting and wobbling to the kitchen. I passed through the living room and saw Houdini. He barked. I snorted. You know to say hey to each other. That’s when I stopped in my piggy tracks.
Houdini was dressed up like an elf. WTP (What the pig!). I asked the little guy what happened. He said he thought he heard chattering last night in bed and this was how he woke up. Oh dear piggy heavens. You mean Don Juan sneaked into his bedroom and put this ridiculous outfit on him while he was sleeping?! Shivers – I may not be able to sleep myself alone now until after the elf goes back into hibernation for the season.
I admit it. This scares me. Houdini didn’t know what happened. Somehow he slept through it all? How is that? How can you sleep through being dressed?
There I was this morning just like any other morning in my bedroom warm and tucked into bed. I woke up because I knew through my internal alarm that it was time to get mommy up for her worky place.
I went to get mommy up but her bedroom door was shut. That’s when I heard someone in the kitchen. I got kind of excited then because I thought mommy beat me out of bed and was cooking my breakfast. I yawned and softly walked down the hall with my hooves tapping against the wood floors.
I get to the kitchen and guess what? The piggy gate is open. That’s odd but then again mommy is up, right? So I walk into the kitchen. That’s when I started shivering. I saw that evil Don Juan on the stove cooking. He motioned for me to come on over cause he had my breakfast ready. That six inch tall rat is going down for this!
Sometimes you want food that just screams comfort to you. My mom’s comfort food when she is feeling really bad – are you ready for this – is a Happy Meal from McDonald’s. Can you believe that? She has been recuperating from her surgery, some days are good and some days are testing her ability not to scream. Well one of her friends brought her a hamburger Happy Meal ordered with extra happy for her one day. Wasn’t that awesome? I’m not sure if it was the Happy Meal or the extra happy that made mom’s day but it did.
Mom had to take this picture of everything. That is a hamburger, two bags of cut up apples (I guess that was the extra happy, you think?) a small fries, a drink and of course a girl toy. And yes, please check out the size of that fries in relationship to the hamburger. Do you think they could be any smaller? Snorts and rolls with piggy laughter.
I am not amused – meows. There I was minding my own business and that pesky little elf freak jumped on my back. It wasn’t bad enough that mom dressed me up. She must think I’m Houdini with these clothes – and trust me friends – she would be so very wrong.
I’m a man cat… a Hemingway if you will. We don’t do clothes or pesky elves. Don Juan does realize that my claws are out. now.
I’m putting you on notice freak adventure. It will be pay back time soon. This may be the year you go down.