The Miracle of Foster Care

Remember this picture of Max, taken while he was on the "kill list" in an overcrowded Bakersfield shelter just over 2 weeks ago?

And, what about this photo, taken during his rescue mission and final transport to our home?

Well, check out the picture my foster mum posted on Popeye's Facebook page:

And, just look at this video taken of Lord Maxwell while he plays with MY FRIENDS over the weekend:

CL is-- for once-- speechless.  Max' transformation to a healthy, happy, adoptable dog waiting for his forever home?  Simply amazing.  CL knew that she could never foster a big (or even medium sized) dog because of her physical challenges-- but, wow, she is happy that we decided to try and foster the little ones.  First, we had Pip.  Now, we have Maxwell. CL feels blessed that people like Judy (with Walkin' the Bark Rescue) were willing to take a chance on us and work around CL's limitations.  I suspect there are many more rescues, in our future.

Meanwhile,  Lord Maxwell has returned to his temporary castle, and I am enjoying my dominance exercises.

Happy Monday!

Just. Wrong.

Someone is on a deadline and has decided to procrastinate by mocking my boy-toys...

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A Day with the Studmuffin

While Popeye and Phoebe hung out at the park yesterday, I spent quality time with this manly-man:

How cool is Boomer?

We spent very little time resting-- and a lot of time playing!

Of course, I demanded CL snuggle time, once Boomer-the-Studly-Stud vacated my property:

What in the world...?

Crazy lady is back in the hospital.  They are taking pictures of her brain, and torturing her with awesome seizure tests.  Check out her head:

Plus, she has a view!

(and yes, that's a video EEG in the corner, monitoring her every move)  The folks at the Kaiser Redwood City hospital have been wonderful.  After her disastrous rehab experience, CL was worried about another hospital visit. I could have told her-- no worries, this time-- the level of care in the neurology unit is outstanding. 

Oh, and me?  I'm at the Grandparents, until Judy picks me up and I have the opportunity to torment Popeye:

(and no, I am NOT spoiled!)

And now, for something a little different...

Hello Gorgeous Ones!  This will be my last post, for a little while.  I am handing over the blog to crazy lady, to give her the opportunity to post her journal from the spinal cord injury rehabilitation unit at Kaiser Vallejo.   You know writers-- they may be restricted by paralysis, swelling, pain and angst-- but, they always find a way to note thoughts, feelings and impressions.  Crazy lady has many scraps of paper (some of them from food trays and old prescriptions!) she used to write about her experiences in rehab.  We discussed, and I agreed-- it would be cool to share those experiences with my beautiful  "fans."  You have been wonderfully supportive during this difficult time in our lives, and I figure, "why not let my crazy lady share her struggles and milestones?"  Some of the stories are pretty graphic, and some of the experiences (especially moments with the medical team during seizures, AD, pain episodes, and autoimmune flare-ups) are harsh.  There are incredible moments of joy, however-- and, the powerful human spirit often makes-up for the challenges caused by surly nurses, arrogant doctors, and rehab's reluctance to encourage human connections.  (Crazy lady was even told by one nursing supervisor to "mind her own business" and "stay out of people's lives" when her roommate was having a difficult morning and needed help--but, hey, more about that incredible incident later!)

 Before I hand over the blog, I wanted to say a few things...

...THANK YOU to Lisa the Cat Lady, Cece the Crazy Bitch, and Popeye the Wonder Dog, for keeping folks posted on events following the surgery.
...THANK YOU to the Federal Government for awarding crazy lady her disability.  Yes, miracles do happen!
...THANK YOU to the Kaiser Vallejo rehab facility for pushing, torturing and challenging crazy lady, on her road to recovery.  She will forever mumble "suck the gut and tuck the butt" when she needs to "center her spirit" and "focus on the moment."
...THANK YOU to Judy, Tyler and their wild pack, for taking care of me and giving crazy lady piece-of-mind during her hospitalization.
...and, THANK YOU to the wonderful readers of my blog, who have sent well-wishes, Glee music, MST3K DVDS, Black Adder puns,  and beautifully knitted caps.  You are AMAZING.

Luv,
Sugar Sweet
(and, of course, my crazy lady)

Happy Birthday Popeye!

One year ago, Popeye entered our lives and the amazing care of my foster mamma, Judy. Crazy lady likes to call him the Little Dude because he reminds her of a sneaky cowboy hangin' out at a whorehouse. She has no idea what prompts this image of Popeye in her mind-- but do you see why I call her crazy lady?There's a great article about Popeye and Judy in the newspaper here. You can also read more about Popeye on his web site and blog. Here's a picture of Popeye with some visitors from Taiwan last year:He has since had surgery to remove his paralyzed legs, and he is a demon in his wheelchair! You should definitely check out his videos. He is simply AMAZING.

Oh well, we leave for California in the wee hours of Sunday morning. See you on the West Coast!