Monday, December 31, 2007
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Thursday, December 27, 2007
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Sunday, December 23, 2007
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Monday, December 17, 2007
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Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Sunday, December 9, 2007
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Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Well, it's done. Guess what...it's in the same place where it started out. I done a pretty good job, even though I say so myself. I can't wait to see the presents under the tree. I'm sure some will be mine. I've been a good girl, Santa!
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 2:46 PM
Friday, November 30, 2007
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
I already drug out a few Christmas things...
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 8:39 PM
Sunday, November 25, 2007
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Monday, November 19, 2007
I told you...I didn't want my picture taken now. Maybe later when I'm in a better mood. I'm just feeling finicky to day. Now I have some things to do...maybe I'll do a photo shoot later. Although there is only so much cuteness I can do a day. me-u, me-u
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 12:46 PM
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself;
This could get a little sappy!
1) I beam in the presence of my 11 grandchildren and 1 great-grandchild. They are my pride and joy. They are my fan club and I am theirs.
2) My buttons pop with pride, when I watch my oldest grandson perform with his guitar. He is very accomplished in classical, jazz and sometimes rock. He is also in his final year of grad-school.
3) I love musical theater. I love watching my 3rd oldest grandchild perform & dance & sing. His brother & sister were in a few plays with him. I just glowed watching all three perform.
4) I love Friday night football. I get a kick out of...watching two of the boys play. (brothers)
5) I laugh at some of my granddaughters, they giggle at everything when together.
6) My daughter & her family moved back here from across the country, words can't express my joy.
7) I love my kitties. Ernie passed a couple months ago...I still cry.
I will tag
Captain Jack and Dante - Purrageous Pirates, Fat Eric and Friends , Simply Siamese, Crew's Views, Beau Beau & Angie's Fur Days, A Blog For Emma
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 12:12 PM
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
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Thursday, November 8, 2007
I'm Lady Chancy and I'm here to tell you that...Ernie was a hand full...he always wanted his own way with everything. Of course, since I am a lady, I allowed it!
He did have a wonderful sweet side to him, when he was asleep... We aren't very old here in this pix, but I was the oldest and the smartest. He was just a goofy little boy!
I did my best to keep him under control.
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 9:09 PM
Friday, November 2, 2007
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 1:24 PM
Thursday, November 1, 2007
We installed a kitty flap between the laundry room and the family room.
I prefer the laundry room door closed, where the litter box is kept...The times Ernie needed to go through the flap, he would barrel through, we always new who was coming or going. He always gave us a good chuckle. When finished in the box, he always leaned out and scratched the wall next to the box or the floor. Chancy always covered up what she needed to. Ernie never did.
Ernie was a very playful cat! He loved to get a chase going with Chancy through the house. Chancy would find a hiding place when she needed a rest. For a long time Ernie didn't know where she was. When Ernie got a little older, he found Chancy's hiding places. But, by that time, Ernie was too big to get to her.
Ernie loved getting into a paper grocery bag to sleep, or any area that was enclosed. A drawer, a shoe (as a kitten), a cardboard box, laundry basket, suit case, guitar case...etc.
I could hear him through the night barreling in or out of the bedroom cat flap.
Sometimes he would jump onto the bed, scratch the bedding moving it in every direction, to make his resting spot.
At times when these two cats ran around the house, they sounded like they had shoes on. You can hear them coming and going.
Chancy would just sit and stare at Ernie, almost in disbelief of his antics.
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 7:44 PM
Thursday, October 25, 2007
He grew into a large beautiful black cat, with an attitude.
My grandson brought him home New Years night. I was still be awake... Ernie come running to me from the end of the bed, I'm here, I'm here, ain't I cute?
I'm here to fix everything that is wrong...starting with that Chancy woman. If he could have spoke, I'm sure that's what he would have said. Chancy was not impressed with him either.
My grandson had named Ernie on their way home. "Earnhardt"
I believe Ernie thought he was one of us and that we were his people...or pets.
When I was preparing dinner, he would lay on the bar and watch every move I made. When I said, "dinner is ready"...he was the 1st one at the table, only he liked to lay on it and beg for bites. From the time he was a baby kitten, we tried keeping him off the table. It just didn't matter what we did or how many times we removed him, he was right back. We just gave up and would slide him to the other side of the table. Chancy didn't have a problem with not getting on the table...she done her begging from the floor.
Posted by Chancy, Jake, Babe and Ernies Voice at 8:18 PM
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
We were about 30 minutes away...it would take to much time to get dressed and drive to the vet's office. Please help Ernie out of his misery, now.
As it turned out, the tech needed to wait for the vet to get there. It was another hour of suffering for Ernie.
I should have been there to tell "Baby Ernie", he was "my big boy" and how much we loved him and his antics. To comfort him in his final minutes. Last night...I should have ask to see him before we left for the night.
The morning after Ernie's passing, my husband went to the vet to pay the bill and pick up Ernie's carrier. The tech was so sweet and thoughtful, she started crying, while telling my husband how Ernie's passing went, how she and both vets were there to sooth and stroke Ernie. They told Ernie to say hi to their pets (calling them by name) who have passed. All were in tears...how sweet was that?
I've never in my life been so attached to any pet, like I was to Ernie...
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Ernie was dying. His chest was filling with fluid. How could this be?
He just had an infection, diagnosed just one week ago.
It all started late on a Saturday night. His eye was red and swollen. Took Ernie to the emergency vet, not too far from here. The attending tried taking Ernie's temp. Thermometer didn't beep soon enough for her, so she stopped. Pulled it out. Weighed him. The usual routine. Vet checked his gut, said his heart was muffled, probably because he was over weight. He was diagnosed with an eye infection, prescribed an antibiotic and sent home.
The following Monday he was at his vet. She gave him the usual check up, he had a fever. This should have been found Saturday night.
Vet checked his gut, again, heart sounds muffled, most likely due to the fact that he is so over weight. The vet prescribed an antibiotic. We took him home.
Over the next few days, he seemed to be getting worse, it was getting harder & harder to give him his med's. He would gag and spit it out. He was also taking med's everyday for mega colon. I called the vet...they made suggestions. Nothing seemed to help. He was more listless, didn't jump up on the table or bar anymore. Didn't seem to move around much...breathing heavy, seemed very tired.
The next Monday we were in the vet's office, again. Exactly 7 days.
Another doctor checked him this time. He was sure Ernie had fluid on his chest. Heart sounds weren't muffled because of fat. It was fluid.
Done a Ct scan. Sure enough, there it was. Vet said, this suggests it may be lymphoma. Maybe brought on by the mega colon. He is only 5 1/2 years old. Older cats usually get this. By this time, it was closing time. Vet said, he could stay, aspirate the fluid, if he makes it until morning, we could take him home and maybe have a couple more days with him.
We went on home...vet called about an hour later, aspirated the fluid from Ernie's chest. He is breathing better. Now we pray he makes it until morning.
Morning came, the tech called, Ernie is panting heavy, and suffering. We told her to end it now. Can't stand the thoughts of him suffering any longer...