Someone Broke In

I went on a bike ride with a friend this morning. Maggie has lost the privilege of staying in the house while I work out...she chewed her last sandal, so she had to go out in the back. Sally came with me in a basket Clint put on the front of my bike for our Moab trip. I wanted to help her get used to sitting in it. I got back from the ride and when I got close to the house I could see the front door was open. I was trying to replay leaving the house in my mind and I was sure I shut the front door. I was walking up slowly and with caution...

then Maggie's head pops out the front door, so then I start trying to remember if I locked the back door. I go in the house and the back door is locked. I walk in the back yard and see her new escape hole. She dug a hole under the fence and then ran to the front of the house and opened the door. Nothing was going to keep her out of the house. Luckily the remotes, shoes, clothing, cords, and food all survived.

Maggie's escape hole that has now been filled in with rocks. She doesn't dig very deep, she is able to squeeze her body through shallow holes.

Digging out is hard work.

While my parents were in town we celebrated my dad's birthday. We left for a couple of hours and when we came home I looked in the cake box to find this...Sally had snuck up on the table and taste tested the cake. It was still REALLY good...Sally thought so too.

This is a common scene in our living room. Spoiled pets. No wonder Maggie doesn't think she belongs outside.

Sally and Maggie approve of our new PillowSac.

Terminator in turn has taken over the dog bed.

We may be dog people, but that cat sure seems comfy.

Just laugh, just laugh, just laugh, just laugh

My pets have given me quite excitement this past week. Terminator went in for his second set of shots last Wednesday. He got his second feline leukemia shot and his first rabies shot. He's a good cat, tripled his weight in two months. He is now a healthy 4 month old 6 lb kitten. I took him home and went about my business. At one point I saw him under the bed and noticed his chin was wet but I just figured that he had probably been drinking out of the dog bowl and Maggie chased him so he got a little wet. Then I go into the guest bathroom and see he has pooped on a rug. I clean that up and then find little piles of cat vomit all over. The poor thing just had shots so I'll let it go. About an hour after his appointment he was just crying in the hallway. I go to pick him up and his face is all puffy, he is vomiting, and he is drooling beyond excessively. I immediately called the vet and tell them I think he is having an allergic reaction to his vaccines. While I am on the phone with the receptionist he begins to pant like a dog. I tell the receptionist that and she says she will call the vet and call me right back. She called me back in like two minutes but in the process I had taken the cat to my bathroom to lock him in there and he pooped on my counter and down my side and on my bathroom rug. The vet told me to give him some Benadryl, clean the drool, and make sure he gets water. Then if he doesn't get better to bring him right in or I could just bring him in right then. I opted to just try treating him at home. I cleaned him up, forced Benadryl down his throat, and then forced a syringe of water down his throat. I put him in my bathroom and put up the baby gate and turned a small fan on to try to help cool him off. Within a couple of hours he drug himself off the bathroom floor and hid in the office. I figured if he felt good enough to escape that he could sleep where he wanted to. He would go out to get a drink of water from the dog bowl and just fall asleep sitting up. He spent a couple hours curled up around the water bowl sleeping. I really wish I had taken a picture of him all puffy and sleeping by the water bowl, but I missed my chance. He is doing really well now but I am pretty sure his reaction was to the rabies shot. So what do you do when he is allergic to the rabies vaccine? Sally has to go to the vet for a shot and I'm going to see what the vet says then.

For the past two weeks my mom and brother Jason, and for a few days my dad, stayed with us. To the dogs delight, they were continually petted, loved, played with, and hardly went outside. This morning I went to the gym so they were home along for about 45 minutes. We just let Maggie say inside with Sally because they usually just sleep. I always make sure the shoes are picked up, trash can lid is down, food put away, and other various things that might be fun to chew on put up so that the list of things Maggie has chewed up does not continue to grow. I cam home to quite the site this morning. Maggie first ran up to me and then ran off. I heard her chewing on something that did not sound like a toy...she had gotten into the trash and had pulled out the chocolate milk carton. Time for a new trash can, that one opens too easily. Then I looked around the living room and found a variety of "treasures" the dogs had left me. There were various pieces of chewed up plastic milk carton, the TV remote from the back room, toothpaste, Clint's hat, a large grasshopper, and to top it all off POOP! Maggie has chewed two remotes and lucky for her all she did was bring the TV remote up front and didn't chew another one, or chew the batteries that fell out of it. This is the third time she has gotten the toothpaste. You would think the minty taste would turn her off but now, not our dog. Putting it far back on the counter is not working, we must now get in the habit of putting it in the drawer. She chews the cap off the toothpaste and then just carries it around, so I'm glad we haven't had to deal with fluoride poisoning. This time Clint's hat survived and we did not lose another one to the jaws of Maggie. The grasshopper was still alive but was missing the bottom half of most his legs, so it wasn't moving and I was too upset to leave him around to let the cat and dogs have more fun. I know the grasshopper was the work of Terminator. He catches the bugs and then brings them inside to play with. Eventually Sally or Maggie sees how much fun it is and steals the bug. Depending on the size, it gets eaten. But the poop! I am thinking that someone probably brought it in versus someone pooping on the floor. Good thing I was at least destressed from just having gone to the gym and I had to get ready for work so there was no time to be upset. They have definitely taught me just laugh.
I had to steal this off my brother in laws blog. This is just too cute what my nephew Jackson said, his best knock-knock joke ever:
Jackson: Knock, Knock
Mom (Jenny): Who's There?
Jackson: Love
Mom: Love Who?
Jackson: Love You!!

Bluebell and Washington

This should be the last of the pictures. This is what happens when you only see your family about once a year. I took almost 200 pictures in one week. Don't think I was slacking with pictures of McKay and Jackson though, I had at least 150 from their visit. I'm a proud aunt, I love my niece and nephews.

We went to the Bluebell Factory. Me in front of their first refrigerated truck.

Lindsey was so excited to go to the ice cream factory. On the tour we were watching the ice cream being put into containers and Nathan was holding Lindsey up to see. She chanted for like 10 minutes, "I love ice cream, I love ice cream." I was really tempted to pull out my camera and record it, but no cameras on the tour. Lindsey got a scoop of ice cream before the tour. We knew she wouldn't make it when she was already chanting ice cream waiting for our tour turn. That's what grandma's, uncles, and aunts are best at...spoiling and then sending home the kids on a sugar high.

After Bluebell we went to Washington on the Brazos. They had a working ranch with hands on activities and dress from back in the 1800s. Lindsey had fun playing dress up.

Grandma found her a wooden horse to ride.

Washing the towels.

Sweeping out the slave home.

Lindsey loves her Uncle Nathan. She was close to a melt down when he went to look at another exhibit without her.

Every time we left my parent's neighborhood we passed this sign. I laughed every time I saw it so I had to get a picture.

Good old Solomon, he's still kicking!

More pictures

This was my favorite way to hold Justin and he really liked it too.

The shirt says 'Daddy is my Super Hero'. It was too small for Jared so we decided to give it to Justin. I got him another shirt with a lion on it that said, 'I'm not lion, my mommy is the best'.

Here we are a "Krogering" and Jason figuring out where he fits.

Melissa and I stayed up late and made 22 bows for Lindsey.

Nobody knew where Nathan was. Then Jason comes into the kitchen and says he found him. That pictures is just priceless.

YUM! Bluebell mint chocolate chip ice cream bar dipped in chocolate. I love my Bluebell and so does Lindsey.Lindsey got a My Little Pony from her Aunt Cole.

Making rolls for dinner.

B-day Party

First order of business when I got to Texas was to get my toenails done. Me, mom, and Melissa went and got pedicures. I loved my toenails.

I celebrated my birthday a week late so I could be with my family. We had a big cookie cake and Lindsey helped grandma frost it. My mom says they went through about 7 knifes for Lindsey.

She helped frost a little too, it's wasn't just all licking off the frosting.

I wouldn't be a trip to Texas without my favorite ice cream!!!! I love the Great Divide but I did venture out and try some Rocky Road and that may be my new favorite.

Lindsey is a huge fan of ice cream.

Lindsey helping grandma put the candles on my cake.

That is what 26 candles looks like on a cookie cake.

Good till the last drop.

Then we played games. Lindsey's favorite game was jump on Uncle Nathan.

Adults and Twister=sore muscles the next day.

Notice how Kyle always seems to end up under someones butt. I don't remember who won, but it was fun to sit back and watch everyone.

Week of sun, heat, and humidity

I had so much fun with my family down in Texas this past week. My family filled my week out there with shopping, movies, and fun. We saw Up and G-Force, I wasn't a big fan of Up but G-Force was cute. It's a movie about talking guinea pigs, you can't expect much. I got to see where Kyle works, at a dog kennel. He is a "poop sprayer" (at least that is what I would call him). He doesn't have to pick it up, just spray it down the drain. He gets to play with the dogs too and walk them. He showed me a cute dog named Charley and I was about to take him home with me. It made me miss my Sally and Maggie.

Wednesday we all went down to Schlitterbahn in Galveston for the day. In the afternoon Nathan, Kyle and me were floating the Lazy River and dozed off. Needless to say the fronts of us were burnt, but we slathered on the aloe vera and healed just fine. Nathan woke up when he floated into a column and we both saw Kyle wake up when his head hit the wall.

I got to meet my new new, Justin. I was a total baby hog. I just told everyone that they got to see him whenever they wanted and I only got to see him for a week.

The night before I left I realized I had pictures of Lindsey but no picture of her and me. Needless to say it was time for bed so she was not cooperating. I love her and all her two year old spunkiness.

I made that for Lindsey during my girls night out with Jeannie and Jenny.

And one for Justin too. Lindsey loved her letters but even more she loved the extra flowers I brought in case any fell off her 'd'.

More Greene Family Fun

There is a huge difference between an Oehring head and a Greene head...or maybe it is that there isn't much difference, depending on how you look at it.


Jackson with his new 4Wheeler helmet on...

Hey look at that! Jackson's helmet fits me and it wasn't even a tight squeeze. Me and my 4 1/2 yr old nephew have the same size head.
That picture is compliments of Jackson. He is quite the little picture taker.


The boys (Levi, Stan, Clint, and Jackson plus Maggie) went camping so naturally the girls (plus McKay) had a Girl's Night out. We went for dinner at Don Pedro's and got laughing pretty good. Whenever Grandma laughed McKay would start laughing too. He's a Grandma's boy. We came home, put the boy to bed, and made us some virgin Strawberry Daiquiri's. We watched SYTYCD, Confessions of a Shopaholic (very cute especially for a girl's night), and did crafts. Pictures of the crafts have to wait so they don't spoil any surprises.
When Jackson got back the next day he very happily told me at "boy's camp" he got to pee wherever he wanted. He peed on a tree, in the river, on the grass...he was very excited that he didn't have to pee in a toilet.


Jeannie, Jenny, and Me


Jenny sugaring up the rims of our glasses.

Drink up!
They were good!



Jackson and his Crawdad
McKay and Jackson. I can't wait to see you again!