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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Tuesday, May 05, 2015

Scribbles and Scrambles...Good News and ... Well.

Have I told you that we've been training Gertrude and Gladys to ring bells to let us know they need to go out and use the potty?  I had some clearance Christmas jingle bells laying around and when I saw them during one of my massive 1000 items-outta-here-house-purgings I knew exactly what to do with them. I hung two on twine times three sets and looped them over the front and back door knobs and upstairs railing. 

After several weeks without accidents I think the girls have mastered the potty bells! That's the good news. They even have the upstairs bells figured out. 

Unfortunately, what I'm calling potty bells might actually be servant bells as in ring-for-the-maid bells. You see the bells get rung a little more often than they should. Since I have trained them that the bells get my immediate attention and purposeful activity they have taken notice. 

Yesterday the bells rang and when I popped my head around the corner and asked if they needed to go potty the pups went to the squirrel garage and looked up. Ahhh. 

I've told you that Beagles are very smart and determined...like three year olds and thirteen year olds all rolled into one. Yeah. I'm in trouble.