Is it my 30's?

I've been struggling lately in my own mind about a lot of things. Friends, relationships, mommy guilt, diabetes and mommy guilt.. so many unpleasant things. Friends is something I've struggled with a lot this past year and on into the summer. I lost a friend last year that I thought I was really close too. We were high school friends and as we got older and had children we became really close. We talked all the time and I felt like we were there for each other. She was one of the first people I would call when something good happened to me, sometimes before my husband. She became really involved in her kids school and made a new friend and it was kind of out with the old and in with the new.

It was obvious we were parting ways, we didn't talk on the phone that much, It really became a one way friendship, I would call her.. she wouldn't call me, and when I would catch her on the phone I could tell she was busy and pre occupied. I eventually called her on it, asking what was going on. She said a lot.. she told me I was "to complicated" for her, that she couldn't compete with everything going on in my life. She said "With your grandpa dying, your dad being sick.. and everything you have to deal with everyday for the girls.. I can't compete with that" It was shocking and really hurtful. She also informed me that she made a really good new friend and she didn't want to say it.. but it looked like I was being "replaced" WOW! I mean it was pretty harsh, and a little awkward... like we were dating and braking up. Threw all of this her marriage was falling apart. She wouldn't talk to me about it, she had her new friend for that. There was a lot of hurtful things that happened on Facebook (VERY juvenile, another reason I no longer partake) The few times I talked to her on the phone I could tell she changed, and it wasn't to me, a positive change. She had a real flippant attitude about her marriage, and had a real "I don't give a shit" attitude in general. The tone of her voice changed. It was so bizarre. I started watching her life threw Facebook, which was painful. Threw my view on the computer screen I saw things in her marriage change and even after she had pretty much cut me out I reached out to her threw text message telling her I was there for her always, she told me she appreciated it after "how she had treated me" she said she would call to update me on stuff and...the call never came. I eventually removed her from my Facebook. I couldn't watch her life anymore. It was to painful for me to take a relationship that I thought was so close to a distant facebook status update. Seeing pictures and posts of her and her "New Best Friend" was to much, so I went into self preservation and swept her from my life. It was easier after that.

I think a lot of things in my life have made me feel unimportant. People who I thought were close to me, even people I thought loved me, seemingly walked away from me with ease. So I think I am now hypersensitive, to small probably unimportant stuff. I pay attention to how often people call me vs. how often I call them. I'm a really good, loyal friend, and because of that I think I have VERY high standards. Having high standards of people really leaves you with a lot of room for disappointment. Like Tyler has said to me "You do things for others that you would expect them to do for you.. but when it comes down to it, people are selfish and do whats best for them" Or something along those lines. I envy people I know who seem to care less about the friends around them, they are so focused on their family that friends fit in when they fit in. I tend to be ALL about the people around me. I love my friends, I love doing stuff with people, I'm SO social. But my recent state of mind has me thinking I may just revert into my house and start scrapbooking. HA! I need to catch up anyways and I figure... if you want to see me... then put forth an effort. I make myself to available to a lot of people I think. When Grace broke her leg it was another eye opener to people around me and the level of friendship. People that I wouldn't have expected were at my house, helping me move furniture, bringing us lunch, running to the store. Then there were people I thought I was close to and... nothing, but a text. Makes a girl look back and go "hmm"

Diabetes has me feeling blue. Her numbers have been great, but I haven't done her labs.. in probably 5 months.. and that... THAT is INEXCUSABLE. Threw Grace's broken leg, the girls getting sick, my mom's birthday and Christmas.. it fell threw the cracks. I was looking at her lab orders and I have two.. one for "this week" the week we were at her DR's in December and one for "three months" and here I am.. 3 months and I haven't had her A1C done in far to long. Makes me feel like a failure. When people say "your so good.. you take such good care of her.. your a great mother" I think "ha! not good enough" I know where I lack and where I let things slide, others don't but I do. Much like with other people, I have high expectations of what I should be doing, and I'm not doing it. I need to change some things, be more responsible.

Feeling guilty isn't a new thing. Especially to a mother.. we feel guilty ALL the time. We judge our self's over everything we do. Did we do to much, didn't we do enough. It's a constant head game of being great, and not being good enough. All of that regular mommy guilt ALONG with diabetes mommy guilt topped off with the sadness of trying to find where I belong in my own life and amongst people is PHEWPH.. exhausting! I wonder if this is normal for your 30's. REALLY discovering who you are to the core of your being. Your 20's are fun, you learn about who you are, like the outside layer... your style, music you like, but I think maybe your 30's you start moving inward. Being at peace with yourself. More Mature.. HAHAHA

New Rug

I bought a rug on Friday at Home Goods.. now I've wanted a rug for my living room for a long time, But I've never really been sure WHAT I've wanted. I know I want color, so when I found this rug with a lot of green in it like my cabinets I thought THAT'S IT! I texted Ty a little bit back and forth because I NEVER spend 100.00 without talking to him. He ended up calling me after I bought it and said

"how big is it?"
me "I dunno"
Tyler "Will it fit in your car"
me.."i'm not sure"
Tyler says to me "sound like a whole lot of, i'm not sure, I dunno, and can't tell ya going on"

I just giggled and hung up the phone hoping 1. it would fit in my car and 2. that it would look good in the house. My friend Cathrine helped me load it in my car which it DID fit into (barely) and she helped me unload it and put it in my house, which it DID look good in. I was unsure of it, I didn't LOVE it like I thought I would. Which..I had two feels about. part of me felt if it was PERFECT I would have loved it instantly.. and then part of me thought... it added a WHOLE new feel to the room that I had to get use to. I'm a pretty conflicted person, I have a hard time making decisions and I second guess myself a lot. BUT none of my conflicts ended up mattering because Kevin the knotty bacon pig, PULLED a thread out. Made this BIG snag! I couldn't believe it.. i didn't even own it for 5 hours and... ruined. I ended up taking it back and saw another rug I did love, but it was significantly more (300.00) but made me think that a solid color rug could look cool. IF it was a cool color.. like this particular rug was purple.. i have NO purple in my house... so how cool would that look. a purple rug... and it was distressed looking. I did like it A LOT!

SMACK!

As I sat down to to write to you all tonight, I smacked my face into my computer. How I managed that?? I dunno. It's NEVER happened before. I was following Grace into the office/bar when she almost fell over the pig's water. I gasped because I'm over protective and I still worry about her leg. I pulled out my chair, stepped into my office closet, leaned forward to put my left foot under my body when SMACK... face right into the computer tower. My tooth still hurts and my lip bled a little. So dumb, I'm sure that doesn't happen very often, but leave it to me. Tyler says I hurt myself so much he's totally immune to it, it no longer effects him. So loving.

Thought I would share some pictures of things going on around here and some thoughts at the end about TV shows I watch.

Valentines day was non eventful around here. Kevin got fixed (so romantic) and truly that was the most exciting thing that happened all day. Sad I know. I did make the kids these really cute gumball machines. It was really easy to make, all I needed was a ceramic pot, a glass bowl, the water catcher of a ceramic pot, spray paint, ribbon and a sharpie. My girls LOVE gum, especially Presley, and with her having SO many restrictions on things she can eat gum is the one thing she can just have over and over and over again. So after making these I filled them with sugar free gum sticks. SCORE! All of my friends that I showed my craftiness to, said "pintrest?" Gee thanks for the faith people that I'm crafty enough to come up with this on my own.... but yes your right. I LOVE pintrest but I also love finding ideas and taking them for my own. But with pintrest being so popular, and people straight up asking if you go it from a specific place that you DID... well I can't lie.. Damnit! I'm all for taking credit when you see an idea and nobody says "where did you get this idea?"

I love that Grace is a reader, she's so much like her father and I love that. She's so smart, I love watching her sitting at the table or couch reading a book. She read this entire book in one day. When she's into a book.. she's INTO a book. LOVE that. I've never been an avid reader. But I do believe it's good for you, so I love that she is. Makes me smile to see my baby grown and learning.

Kevin went outside for the first time on Monday. It was really cute and VERY SLOW. He's SO cautious. He's no spontaneous pig, he's a cautious, well thought out pig. He walked to the door several times smelling the floor then backing up... then coming back and smelling the floor taking a step more then backing up. Finally he made it all the way out and had so much fun. He ran around the yard chasing the chickens, he found Walter the turtle who he didn't really care for, but boy o boy did Walter care for him, he chased that lil pig around the yard... and don't be fooled.. Turtles are FAST! Here's some picture from Kevin's first outing outside.
ROOTING!!!! Meeting lil Red for the first.

Walter meet Kevin... Kevin, Walter..

Presley holding him for the first time
I'm a pig

Getting his first bath... he didn't love it

Although Tyler bought him for me... Kevin is for sure Tyler's pig..... for sure.
I think this is Cash's "I hate pig talk" look

Moving on to Television... now I LOVE TV.Really, it brings me joy. Probably so much joy it's actually pathetic as Tyler would say. But I don't care. At the end of a long busy and sometimes stressful day sitting down and watching my "stories" oh I just love it!

It's the last season of Desperate Housewives, and I'm like it but EW! Susan BUGS ME! She has a lot of nerve getting involved with Julie's decision to give her baby up for adoption. As a mother this was SO irritating to me... very selfish I say. I think it's good it's ending, although I like the show, I don't think it's one of those that could go on for a long time. It's been long enough. I'm excited to see how it ends. I hope it's better than the Seinfeld series finally.. I hated that one.

LOVE the Amazing Race.... I'm rooting for the twin brothers so far, probably because I think they are cute, and I liked the initial interview with them. They made me laugh. I HATE the Jersey boys.. "fitness" really? I was SO hoping they got kicked off the first day, JUST so i didn't have to look at them anymore. But No.. the stupid golf sisters from San Diego ran RIGHT past Phil and ended up being the last team to check in. It's funny to me how when under pressure people's brains go.. duuuuuuuuhhhhhhh.. Totally Blank! Sometimes teams do such STUPID things (like running past Phil) that even if I like them... they need to go.

I think Pan Am is a great new show, but one question.. anybody else thing the Fiance is Lying about being Pregnant?? I do.

Customer Service

I recently went to Wells Fargo to make a deposit for the Girl Scout troop Presley is in for cookie sales. It was one of the worst bank experiences of my life. When I got there, there was a long line, and only two tellers working, and another women standing behind the counter asking people what their transaction was. As I stood there in line listening to this women question every person that walked in, what their transaction was my blood starting to boil. I understand what she was doing, she was trying to see if there was anybody there, that was doing a non CASH transaction so she could help them. But she went about it ALL wrong. My bank does that too if there is a long wait, a bank associate will ask "Does anybody have a non cash transaction I can help you with" this women didn't do that. She asked every person that walked in "whats your transaction" they would say deposit or withdrawal. Now, if it was a deposit she would say "cash or check?" and everybody clearly had some sort of cash deposit because she nodded and said "okay" The problem is, she went about it in a way that made THEIR business EVERYBODY'S business. One guy said "i'm making a withdraw" she said "did you try the ATM.." Really lady? you don't think the guy knows there are ATM's outside your building. It would lead one to conclude that he was doing a larger withdraw than the ATM would allow. But she didn't get that, so the guy had to say "well, I'm withdrawing more than the ATM will let me" she looked perplexed so I knew, and EVERYBODY else knew he was withdrawing MORE than 400.00 because he had to say that to her. THAT.. is NO body's business. She should have just said "what are you doing here?" because that pretty much is the tone to which she asked, and as far as it would go, she couldn't help anybody.. it was like being quizzed while waiting in line. Then the final straw for me was when another gentlemen walked in she says "whats your transaction?" OR "what are you doing here" and he said "I need to withdraw some money" and AGAIN.. she says "did you try the ATM??" I don't know what he said to her, but then she picked up her phone called the guy at the desk behind us and started speaking in Spanish VERY quietly. She was CLEARLY talking about the gentlemen that had just come in. I was furious. First of all, don't quiz your customers by asking EVERY PERSON THAT WALKS IN.."what are you doing here" and secondly if your going to talk about somebody.. go to the person you want to talk to. Don't pick up the phone and speak in a FOREIGN language as to be sneaky. So rude. Needless to say, if I was there to open an account, I would have changed my mind, and because I wasn't I now know I will NEVER open an account with Wells Fargo.

Today I took the girls to lunch. Grace feels left out that when I do go out to lunch it's normally with Presley while she's in school. So today I told them I would take them out. I asked them where they wanted to go... and to no surprise McDonald's was their choice. Our lunch was fine, food was .. well McDonald's food and our trip was pleasent till Grace went to the counter to get her mini Ice Cream cone that came with her Happy Meal. She stood there for 5 minutes and not ONE person acknowledged her. Not One person asked if they could help her. After watching them skip over her and helping other customers I walked up. When the cashier said "next in Line" I said "Excuse me.. this little girl has been waiting for 5 minutes and not ONE person has even acknowledged her who's your manager.." LOW and behold.. one of the women who was COMPLETELY ignoring Grace WAS a Manager. I gave her a piece of my mind, and took it upon myself to call Customer Service. I let them know what happened and I explained a few things. Mainly that the reason MOST people go to McDonald's is BECAUSE of their children. Would McDonalds have been MY first pick for going to lunch today.. no, no it wouldn't have. But the KIDS wanted to go there, so no biggie. But a business that lets face it.. gears to kids, that is as popular as it is because of their appeal to kids should be ashamed that their franchises treat children this way. I told the customer service rep "I would think as a Corporation McDonald's cares for kids, seeings how there is a Ronald McDonald House and other charity's I'm sure they are involved in... they as a corporation may want to instill in their franchises that children are important too and shouldn't be looked over just because they are small."

I'll tell you what, I'm going to start being the customer service Nazi, I'm going to start complaining and making a stink when people do a bad job. Customer Service is lacking these days and I think as the consumers we need to start demanding better service.

Paper Work, Hospital and Diabetes blues.

This has been a blog long in the waiting, I've been thinking about this one for a while. Actually ever since Grace broke her leg and our streak of bad luck came around. We are use to going to the DRs and dealing with medical professionals. But the last couple months almost had me institutionalized with how poorly it's ran. Honestly, I was frustrated at just about everybody we ran into and i found myself sad and overwhelmed over Presley's diabetes.

Lets start with medical paperwork... I've decided that the main purpose of this, is to distract you from how long you've been waiting. I understand filling out paper work your first time to any DR office or hospital. But if you're like my family and you go MULTIPLE times a year (and sometimes months) why the paper work EVERY time you go? IF not only to keep you distracted while they make you wait 20 minutes PAST your appointment time.. and lets face it.. if your 15 minutes late.. they have the right to reschedule your appointment.. really? I can't be 15 minutes late, but they can be 15 minutes or more running behind schedule? Tyler got so tired of it when he took Grace to an Ortho appointment that when they handed him paperwork to fill out about our address and what not, he refused to fill it out. He looked at the girl and said "you have my insurance information don't you?" she said "yes" he said "then you have everything else too.. nothings changed" she didn't argue. The paperwork... I'll tell you, after taking Grace to the hospital for the 3rd time in one month, they handed me paperwork..... I just sat it down and left it behind. HA! That's HOW I rebel!

On the same topic of paper work, hospitals and mentioning insurance.. let me tell you the story of Presley's ER visit that she was taken by ambulance to. A few post back I talked about Presley waking up throwing up in our bed, I never finished the story so now I will because it was a doosy.. if you don't remember what I'm speaking of CLICK HERE

After fighting ketons all morning and them still being large after her BG even started dropping down to 60, AND the fact that she was breathing harder than normal, and expelling air in a bizarre way. It's almost like she was trying to blow out a candle. She wasn't just taking short spuratic breaths that was strange it was how she was doing it... if that makes any sense. I called her DR and she is no nonsense and told me to get her to the ER, now this made me cry because I was just there two nights before. I called Tyler, called my mom to come watch Grace then I went into the living room to tell Presley to get get her shoes on, still breathing oddly she let out a cough and then threw up ALL over my couch.. I ran over there and stood her up, where she proceeded to puke three more times all over my living room floor. There was VOMIT EVERYWHERE! It was like the exorcist. I ended up calling 911 and the paramedic's walked into vomit covering my ENTIRE living room floor, a kid in a body cast, and them there to assist with a 6 year old diabetic, one of the guys looked at me and said "busy?" HA! yes... yes I am.

They drove Presley to TriCity.. a hospital that I NEVER would choose to go too, I asked if we could go some place else.. they said no. SO we drove to the hospital that i would later end up being the crazy insane, mama bear yelling at staff and making a scene. To make an even longer story shorter lets fast forward 45 minutes after we arrived and Presley still not having an IV in her arm, and all the attention going to a 16 year old boy who hurt his ankle.
Now two things bother me about this
1. a 6 year old diabetic with large ketons and vomiting NEEDS fluids. There are only two things that remove ketons.. insulin and fluid. Fluids are a must. (Every time we go to the ER, we are there FOR fluids)
2.Now I know this will seem harsh, but... I don't care about a teenage boy with a hurt ankle. It's not life threatening, he's not going to die, sure it may hurt.. but.. if my 7 year old daughter can sit with a broken FEMUR bone for 6.5 hours with NO pain meds.. guess what?? Put your big boy panties on and suck it up. He can go the 20 min or less it would take to get my kid hooked up to an IV. I have ZERO sympathy for this boy. I'm just irritated that my child is getting ZERO attention.

After a considerable wait the DR walks in to give me the results of her blood work, and after I slap my leg really hard as to get the attention of a puppy I give him a piece of my mind. Telling him I've never had a good experience at this hospital, that I don't like this hospital, and that I find it unforgivable that my daughter STILL didn't have an IV in her arm. He agreed it was inexcusable, he said "I'm so sorry.. there is no excuse.. we just got really bust.. but it's not an excuse" I smiled and said "sounded like one to me"

About 10 minutes go by when a nurse walks in to hook Presley up to her IV. I am so mad, there is quite possibly steam coming out of my head. My sister is watching my blood pressure raise. You could feel the uncomfortable in the room. While preparing Presley for the IV she gets a call.. and about 5 minutes after that another nurse walks in and the nurse leave. I'm pacing backing and forth, getting ready to yank my daughter out of there. I'm unbuttoning her gown when she says "mommy.. check my BG" I do and she's 40.. I go to the nurses station and say "her BG is 40 now" the nurse looks me in the eye and says "ooooookoay" Wha...Whaa??? WHAT?
That was the moment, the moment I went from mad to crazy. I don't remember honestly what I said.. I think that may have been the one time I actually saw red. I remember yelling while treating her low.. "WHY ARE WE HERE?? WHATS THE POINT" I mean, if I was doing everything anyways.. ya know. Plus I could have been down in San Diego, at children's hospital, in the back, WITH AN IV in the amount of time I'd been waiting. The Nurse walked in and I told her to "GET AWAY FROM HER!!!! I'M LEAVING.. TAKE THAT THING OFF HER ARM.. WE ARE OUT OF HERE!!!!" I called Presley DR and when I heard her voice say "how's my baby" I broke down crying, and I mean the UGLY cry.. snot sobbing cry. I told her the story up to that point and she says "let me talk to the nurse" I said " you can't SHE'S AN IDIOT!!!!" (the nurse was still there..) I told Presley's DR "THEY ARE ALL USELESS!!!!" She asked to talk to the ER Dr, and after she talked to him she calmed me down, she TALKED me off the ledge. Presley got the fluids she needed and went from having zero help.. to an over abundance of help. and THAT'S how going mad dog gets things done.


I should mention before all of this happened, their registration came in for me to fill out paperwork.. aaahh!! and to collect my co-pay. I didn't have my purse on me, I took the ambulance with Presley, and secondly even if i DID have my purse.. i wouldn't have had 100.00 in my account to cover this unexpected expense.
The women says to me "well for future reference we request payment at time of service, like many DR offices" I looked at her with complete discuss...
I told her "this is an Emergency room... I didn't PLAN on coming here today, it was an "Emergency"
She said "well many people ask us to bill them, and they never pay."
I just gave her a snotty look, as to say "shut the %$@ up and get out" which she did.
Two things bother me about this...
1. Why are they harassing ME over a 100.00 copay when I know, and they know they are going to bill my insurance probably 5,000 or more for the visit. Really.. your going to bother ME over a measly 100.00 that I WILL pay, when your still going to get a good portion of money from my insurance?? Why not harass somebody down the hall who doesn't have insurance, work on them for a portion of their bill. Not me.. not the insured.. Uh Uh!
2.After the experience we ended up having it was clear the hospital was more concerned about their money than caring for their patients. Repulsive.

During the holiday months while we were dealing with broken legs, and sick kids.. I was feeling really blue. The cloud has lifted since everybody is currently well. But I still wonder how many families with diabetic children frequent the hospital. We have one family that we are friends with who's daughter is also diabetic, and she's NEVER had to go to the hospital for fluids due to being sick, having ketons, or bad BG. On one of our many trips I was sitting in the ER looking at her in the hospital bed and it had me thinking.. are we just really bad at managing her? I've always felt like we did really good. I always think we can do better. But i feel for the most part.... we rock the diabetes thing. But do we? How many other families go to the ER at least 2 times a year for fluids and diabetes management. Are we just really bad at it? Or is she just really hard to maintain. I know that everybody's diabetes may vary. What works for one, doesn't work for another, but it still made me feel sad and slightly defeated. One thing that did make me feel good, was at one of the ER visits for fluids the nurse said to me "she was 18 months when diagnosed.." yup.. sure was, she then asked if she had any hospitalizations since then, and the answer is no. We've been to the Er, but no admittance since diagnoses. She looked at me and said "Good job.. that's great" made me smile.

Grammy's and other stuff

The Grammy's were last night and it was a great show. I watch award shows by recording them, then fast forwarding to the performances and or awards that I care about. SO for me it was AWESOME! Bruno Mar's performance was SO GREAT ..... in fact I loved it so much, I haven't deleted it JUST so I can watch it again. If you missed his performance you can watch it HERE

Adele swept the show... everything she was nominated for she won (I'm pretty sure) her performance was stunning of course, and she looked phenomenal. Although I'm pretty sure her hair is more blonde which I don't love.. I love the red. Her acceptance speech for winning album of the year made me smile. She made a comment about her snot coming out of her nose which I loved.. It was a good show. and if you missed it... click HERE to see her performance. Or to see her accept her award click HERE

I have to comment on Whitney Huston. Although maybe I should take my own "mom" advice and not say anything at all. We do tell our kids, if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all... right? But I am going to say it anyways. Although I do find it sad that she died so young... is it really a surprise? I mean, she has pretty much been out of the media, for ever. Honestly the last thing I remember is the movie the Bodyguard, and I vaguely think there MAY have been an album for her "come back?" but see... even that is fuzzy. I guess instead of the word sad, I would use the word Shocking. It's shocking to hear that somebody you've kind of grown up listening to and hearing about all of a sudden is dead. I do feel sadness for her family, her daughter, people that loved her, but to hear people call it "tragic" Eh... to me Tragic is a young child being diagnosed with and dying from Cancer, or a drunk driver killing innocent people in a Tragic car accident.. those kinds of things are tragic. This was a waist. Such talent down the drain. I don't understand why so many of our great performers seem to be addicted to some sort of drug. It doesn't seem to end well for most of them, why even start? Maybe it helps their creative mind run free... who knows.

Moving away from Celebrity gossip on to real life things that are in my life. Let me tell you.... I need a sign for in my car that I can hold up that says "YOUR A DOUCHE!" I would have used said sign Sunday while driving to my cousins house for her sons birthday. I was driving in the middle lane on the freeway going 73.. the speed limit is 70 and I try to conserve gas by not speeding. I wasn't going slow enough for the slow lane, and I for sure wasn't going fast enough for the fast lane.. the middle lane was JUST my speed. I was minding my own business, rocking out to music no doubt when I looked in my rear view mirror and saw a blue OLD Mercedes Benz coming at me... "hmm" I think to my self as I roll my eyes and pucker my lips as to say "ass" he quickly switches into the fast lane, then as SOON as he gets around me jets into my lane again. As he passed we made eye contact and i MAY have looked at him with the "your an ass" look...but honestly I don't know, I don't have complete control over my facial expressions. But as soon as he got in front of me he threw his hand up flipping me off.. and I mean flipping me off with real anger.. it wasn't a quick flip.. it was a flip and HOLD.. he held it up.. shook his hand... closed his hand and flipped me off again and shook his hand some more.

Wish I had my sign..
Kevin is doing well, he's going to the vet tomorrow for the big snip snip.. and BOY O BOY does he need it. He's sexually frustrated, humping the air as he walks, his bed, he's moody and sassy. And when he gets "excited" he stinks... so I'll be happy to have him calm down. It's hard to believe this cute lil face is so sexual frustrated... but DID YOU KNOW.. pigs are sexually mature at 9 weeks..isn't that crazy.

Can you ever get tired seeing Kevin?

The answer to that is ABSOLUTELY NOT! here's a few more pictures of him. Cash seems to care less about Mr.Bacon and Kevin I think will end up LOVING Cash. I like the picture of where it looks like Cash is licking his lips...so funny, and a movie of him playing in his bed. Presley gave him her softy pillow case for his blankie. He sleeps with it and likes to play with it.

Future BFF's
HAHAHA Cash.. licking his lips.

The video is special for the ladies we adopted him from. If you stopped by, thanks again so much, he will truly be a loved member of the family. Stop by anytime for updates!