Sunday, September 21, 2014

To Be or Not To Be!

Please note that this morning I started writing this post.

This past Thursday, I was pleasantly surprised when I read our dear friend, Judith Pannebaker's heartwarming article about our sweet, ten-year-old Molly Ivins recent adoption. Judith is the talented editor for the popular Bandera County Courier newspaper and she and the paper have helped our rescue ranch so many times I've actually lost count.

Her story about Molly Ivins and Ed is a fabulous read and Kinky loved reading it, too. Please click here to read Judith's story about Molly Ivins. And once again, I want to thank Judith Pannebaker and the Bandera County Courier for helping us and other area shelters find great homes for super dogs.


Today has been great. Yesterday morning Tony dropped Grace Kelly off, at Hoegemeyer Animal Clinic, because Friday evening she had been adopted to Mark and his family. Grace needed her annual Rabies shot and a check up before Mark could pick her up and take her home to see how she got along with their other dog.


Earlier in the week, Mark had checked out Grace on our website: utopiarescue.com and he had come out specifically to check her out. After Tony and I had shown him all of our dogs and had made a strong point about Grace being an incredibly creative, escape artist, he told us about their five acres, that was high fenced and that he and his family really wanted to give her a chance. So everyone please keep your fingers crossed for Grace, that she doesn't try to escape and her adoption sticks, because Mark and his family really want her to be a part of their loving family.

I spent yesterday evening having so much fun, because I got to work on the Mother Ship at last. Thanks to Chet O'Keefe doing an excellent job repairing the sub floor, I spent most of my time in Area 51, measuring and then cutting the 1"X4" white, pine boards, imported from Sweden, for the floor, using our chop saw. When I ran out of daylight and energy at the same time, I put the tools, inside the Mother Ship and then I came back inside The Cabin and sipped a glass of my cheap boxed wine.

Today has been great. This morning after Tony and I did our morning chores outside, Mark called me to alert me that Grace Kelly had just dug out and escaped, but she was wearing her Rabies and our rescue ranch dog tags, so if anyone called me about finding her to please call him immediately, so he could go pick her up. He also told me that he and his family were driving around looking for her and they were calling all of their neighbors, etc. I told him that I would check the phone regularly and then we adios-ed each other. After telling Tony about Gracie, I went over to the Lodge to visit with Kinky and Dylan and Tony took off to take some pictures.

I had a great visit with my friends and when I returned to The Cabin, Carlton was on the breakfast bar flashing me. "Hello, a female dog, wearing one of your rescue ranch tags has just shown up at our home and...." I immediately called the woman back. "Hello, this is Nancy calling from the rescue ranch. Does the female dog have blue eyes?"

"Yes, she did," the nice woman said. "Our neighbor Mark, just took her home..." After adios-ing her I called Mark. "Nancy, she is fine and we don't want to give up on her. We plan to spend all day spoiling her..."

After I talked to Mark, I started preparing lunch for Tony and me. At 1:00, just as we were about to eat homemade meatloaf, mashed potatoes and zucchini, Julie arrived, as she had promised she would. "I'll be there between 1:00 and 1:30." So, Tony and I shoved our plates into the oven to keep our food warm. Then we went outside to greet Julie.

Julie owns Breeders Select Pet Transport that delivers pets to all 48 states. She came out with her friend Robert, so we could see if Blake Shelton would fit comfortably in her largest dog crate, because our dear friend Fay and her husband, up in Toronto, want to adopt him and we want Blake in Fay & Ian's home. 

Following a short visit, outside the trailer, with Julie & Robert, we jumped into Kermit and they jumped into their transport van, so they could follow us down to Blake's and Miranda's pen. Blake and Miranda Lambert instantly liked Julie & Robert when they first met them. Then Tony leashed up Miranda and clipped her leash to the fence, so he could bring Blake out without her getting out, too.

The crate, in her van, looked big enough for Blake's 24 hour trip, to Michigan, where Julie would hook-up with Fay and Ian, but we had to make sure it was. So, Tony lifted up Blake's gigantic front paws and placed them on the bumper. Then he bent down and lifted up Blakes rear and....

To Be Continued....(Sorry, Mari. I want to go work on the Mother Ship some more.)

P.S. Everyone please watch Imus In The Morning tomorrow morning, because Imus is going to play one of Chet O'Keefe's songs!

Y'all have a great evening!

Friday, September 19, 2014

A Great Name!

I've been so busy this week I ran out of time to write anything. Now I am going to catch you up on things "Readers Digest" style.

Wednesday morning, after cooking breakfast and making smoothies for Chet O'Keefe, Tony and me, our dear friend Drew came out to visit all of us, after we had done our chores outside. We had a total blast, in Outer Space and laughed way too much.

After Drew went home, Chet went to work repairing the rotted out floor in my old RV, which is named The Spaceship. While Chet worked inside the RV, Tony and I continued our ongoing mowing project and my wrist was killing me. We worked all day and into the evening. Then our friend, Z, came over to do happy hour with us and that was a lot of fun.

Thursday morning started out just like Wednesday morning had. After breakfast, Tony did our chores outside, while I did paperwork and returned several phone calls, etc, while Chet made significant progress stabilizing the floor, in The Spaceship. And the good news is my wrist was feeling much better—nothing broke.

Right before lunch, Kinky called and had left two almost exact same messages, on Carlton, "Nancy, I need to talk to Chet! Please tell Chet to call me as soon as possible." When I heard Kink's messages, I punched in his phone number and while he and I were talking I went outside, so Chet could talk to Kinky.

When Chet started talking to Kinky, Tony and I heard Chet say, "What? Really? You're kidding? Wow? Are you serious? I can't believe this? Thanks, Kinky...." After Kinky and Chet had adios-ed each other, Chet told us some very great, exciting news and I got instant goose bumps, because I was so thrilled for Chet.

After lunch, Tony and I had to go to Kerrville to run several errands, while Chet wasted no time working on the floor, because he was going back to Austin, today.

When we got back home I took care of some rescue ranch business and then I started feverishly sewing slip covers for the two, bunk bed mattresses, in the RV. I only got one made, before Chet, Tony and I had to leave, because we were eating dinner with our good friends Jesse and his sweet wife Delores, at their home. Here's the old mattress and the first one I recovered, before we took off.



We had a wonderful time eating Delores' delicious dinner and after dinner Jesse took us to his recording studio, so he could show it to us. Jesse's studio was beyond awesome and it was filled with many great guitars and a piano. When Jesse and Chet started jamming I was watching the clock, because Chet wanted to get back, before dark, so he could finish the final floor repairs, before heading back to Austin today. And I needed to get home too, so I could sew the other slip cover, while Tony put the chickens up for the night, etc. Thirty minutes later, we returned to the ranch.

It was nearly 9:00 when I finally finished sewing the slip cover and Chet had finished his floor project and had put up his tools. Then we had a Happy Half-Hour, before Chet and his super cool dog, Willie, went over to Kinky's. Here's the second slip cover, with Belle posing for me.


Today has been great. This morning Tony and I got up real early, because we had plenty of things that we wanted to do. Before the sun came over the tall bluff, behind The Cabin, I had made a dozen Cousin Nancy Breakfast Tacos, for us and Kinky's friends to enjoy, that were warming in the oven. And by 8:30, Tony and I had finished our morning chores outside.

While Chet, Tony and me ate breakfast, drank smoothies and sipped Texan Pecan Coffee, I was telling Chet about me wanting to paint The Spaceship and Tony wanting to put a small fence around the RV, so when our friends and family come to visit us, they will have a yard for their dogs to stay in. So Chet says, "I think you should name it Area 51."

After we had quit laughing, I told Chet, "I love it and I will. It's perfect and I will get a sign made that says, "Area 51! Thanks for naming it, Chet..." Then Chet and Tony went outside, so Chet could help Tony work on the engine of Tony's old, but super cool VW Beetle.

While they were outside doing that, I put the newly recovered mattresses back in the RV and then cleaned it up. Then I took the leftover breakfast tacos over to Kinky's. While Kinky and his guests ate the breakfast tacos I told them about Chet naming the soon-to-be fenced in area around the The Spaceship—Area 51. "Omg! I said. "It really is the perfect name, because I was born in 51." Everyone liked the name and laughed about it. Then I said, "In the past, I've always called my RVs The Spaceship and I've just come up with a new name for this RV."

"What?" Kinky asked.

"I'm going to call it," then I made an intentional 30 second pause, "The Mother Ship!" Everyone burst out laughing, including me and they all told me that it was a great name for RV number 3. A few minutes later, Trigger returned me to the rescue ranch, just before our great friends aka super volunteers started arriving. 

Early this evening we had another great adoption and I will tell y'all about it tomorrow. And that is about it for tonight.

Y'all have a great evening!

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

In Outer Space Concert! or Black & Blue!

Yesterday was great and a little bit weird. Late in the afternoon I was, over at the Lodge, visiting with Kinky and Chet O'Keefe. While we were rocking, in the rocking chairs, I said, "Wow, it's been a weird day. Tony and I had to go to Walmart today and there was this old woman, about my age and she was in one of the stores motorized scooters."

"That's not so weird," Kinky commented.

"Yeah, it was, because she was sort of stalking Tony and me. She followed us everywhere through the store. She would speed up behind us and then pass us and then immediately turn her electric cart right in front of us. Then she would stop and start pressing all of the cart's buttons, like a madman, while pretending that she could not get her welcome wagon to move. Tony and I had to stop abruptly and then walk around her each time."

"That is weird," Kinky noted.

"I know. She did it at least five times to us," I said. "Pass us, pull up in front of us and then stop. She made Tony so nervous he had me walk right behind him, just in case she tried to do a "hit and scoot" or lose control of her scooter...."

The reason that I didn't post anything last night was because around 7:00, Chet, Jesse and his beautiful wife Delores came over, so Tony could introduce Chet to Jesse, because they are both incredibly talented guitarist. Tony had invited them to come over, so they could jam together, in Outer Space.

Oh my goodness! Talk about one incredible evening! Those two were awesome together. It was like listening to Chet—times two. They took turns playing lead and singing their songs and their fabulous music had Delores, Tony and me totally mesmerized. In fact, they were so good, I kept getting goose bumps and seriously, it was the best two hours I've spent in a very long time. Even the dogs outside enjoyed their In Outer Space concert, because they never barked or howled once. Here's a picture I took of them jamming.


Today has been great, but pretty uneventful. Basically, Chet helped Tony and I mow and weed eat the dog pens, all day and the pens look great now, even though I hurt my wrist, in the process.

I had mowed about half of Springsteen's pen when I hit a rock that immediately shutdown the push mower. When I tried to restart the mower I wasn't thinking about the fence being right behind me. So, when I yanked the cord, with all of my might—I released the cord and banged my wrist real hard, on the fence rail. Talk about instant pain. My wrist was already throbbing as I began pushing the mower.

After making Springsteen's pen beautiful once again, I mowed the grass and weeds, in the alley next to him and my wrist was killing me. Any pressure that I put on my right wrist, to help push the mower, made me cringe, because of the pain. So that ended my mowing career for today.

I hope I didn't break a bone, somewhere in my wrist and it will just be black &blue and sore for a few days. Anyway, time will tell and that's about it for tonight.

P.S. The reason that I did not do Big G's show this morning was because our telephone lines were down for over two hours. So hopefully I will be back on the air with him next Tuesday.

Y'all have a great evening!

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Sunday, September 14, 2014

Except For Little Debbie!

First off, I am feeling great and am so glad to be back among the living. That darn bug I had, I wish on no one. I would try to play catchup about last week, but too much time has elapsed and I don't have time to write for three or four hours. So instead, I am going to tell you about my day, before it hopefully starts thundering and raining again making me have to unplug again.

Today has been great. I woke up feeling like I always do—an old woman and I was thrilled about it. First, I put our dogs outside and Alice, the darling two-year-old Chihuahua that still is looking for a super home. Then I sipped a delicious cup of Green Mountain Donut Shop Coffee.

At 8:00, when CBS Sunday Morning came on, I decided to listen to the show and start catching up with the all of the paperwork that I didn't do last week, because of THE BUG. When I finished doing that I then started doing my middle of the month paperwork, which I knew would take several hours. And it did.

Then I cooked Tony and me lunch and not to brag—Tony told me that he loved it. Which I am not sure I believe, because several times he came back into the kitchen and would said, "Is it ready yet? I'm starving, Nance." Because he had to cook for himself, while I was sleeping it off off in La La Land. But I will say the roasted chicken, steamed zucchini with onions and mashed potatoes were pretty tasty.

Early this afternoon our good friend Ryan, the sweet husband of Donna Hatch, called me. And his phone call made my day great, because he wanted to know if we could get together sometime next week and jam, but this time at their beautiful home, because when we jammed with Chet O'Keefe, I suggested that we take turns going to each others homes.

While he and I were making plans, I said, "Omg, Ryan! I almost forgot to tell you that I've got some great news to tell you."

"What?"

"I bought a looper!"

"Cool. I like guitar loopers."

"When we come over, I'll be sure to bring it, so you can mess around with it..."

"Great. I've got a CD to lend you, too. It has several different rhythm styles and it is fun to practice with..." Anyway, I am thrilled to have someone to jam with and am looking forward to our next session.

Around 2:00, I told Tony, "Tony, I am well and you can't say no. Okay?"

"Okay. What?"

"I am going to go outside, in a few minutes and mow down the tall grass and weeds, that used to be our front yard. A few minutes ago, when I put Alice and Little Debbie outside to go potty, I was watching Little Debbie. When she walked into that little 8' X 4', nearly three foot tall, mini corn patch, that keeps popping up, because of the birdseed, she completely disappeared into it. Just like the baseball players did in Field of Dreams." Tony started laughing. "It's not funny, Tony. I had to walk in there to remove her, because she wouldn't come out on her own, because I think she liked it in there. Anyway, I am going to mow the front yard, before it rains again. Okay?"

"Fine, but please take several breaks. I'll bring the mower up to the house."

Ten minutes later Tony started the mower for me and I started pushing and cutting down the yard and Little Debbie's little field of dreams.

I mowed for about thirty minutes and then I came inside and took a break. When I went back outside to finish what I had started—the mower would not start. "Tony!..." A few minutes later, after Tone had tried and tried to start the mower, he said, "I think you killed it." Then he started chuckling. "I don't know what's wrong with the dang thing. It has plenty of gas. I checked the carburetor and..." So we gave up and came back inside The Cabin. Then I immediately went back outside and took this picture.


Early this evening sweet Tony went outside and cut down the rest of the tall grass and weeds, using the weed-eater. Now everyone is happy about the front yard, except for Little Debbie. As I finish writing this tonight, Little Deb is sleeping with Alice, in the temporary pen, beside me and I bet that she is probably dreaming about someday having her own cornfield. And that is about it for tonight.

Y'all have a great evening!

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Gettin' On The Well Side!

Yesterday morning, I wasn't feeling great. I was all achey, nauseous and still had a headache, so Tony told me to get back in bed and he would take care of the morning chores. Our dogs and I slept for two hours, because when they heard Tony come back inside they jumped off the bed to go greet him.

After taking a shower, Tony loaded up Chad Stewart and we took him to Hoegemeyers to get all of his shots. Even though I wasn't hungry, we decided to eat at The Hat. I ordered their delicious Tortilla Soup, because I figured chicken soup might help me feel better. Well, I was wrong.

By the time we got back home I started running fever and having chills, so I went straight to the bed, with our dogs and we slept until 5:00. Around 7:00, after drinking a ton of water, I went back to bed and didn't wake up until 7:00 this morning. My fever was gone and I knew the worst was over. I was gettin' on the well side.

This morning, Tony did our morning chores again, so I could go back to bed to rest. I didn't rest—I slept. Around 10:15, I got up and filled out the adoption papers for Dottie West and then I called Tom and Linda to ask them to please meet Tony at 11:00, at Hoegemeyers, so they could fill out the Dottie's papers and take her home. Then I called Susan to tell her that Tony was coming in to pick up Chad and adopt out sweet Dottie. Here's the picture he took for me, of Dottie's adoption in Hoegemeyer's parking lot.


When Tony got back home, I had already cooked us a big pot of chicken vegetable soup. And after we ate it, yes, I went back to bed, again. Around 3:00, our dogs and I woke up. I was thrilled that my headache was finally gone and I was feeling about 90% better!



Tuesday, September 9, 2014

I'm Down In The Weather!

Today has not been great, because this morning I woke up with a mild headache and was not feeling so good. This afternoon after we had picked up Blake and run a couple of errands, I was feeling so weak, I canceled the rest of our errands, because all I wanted to do was get back home and go to bed.

Hopefully, whatever little bug I've gotten will run its course sooner than later. So I apologize for not writing tonight, because I am going back to bed.

Y'all have a great evening!