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cody | 08.07.04 – 07.22.10

IMG_8907.JPG I keep looking at his cushion on the couch. It’s empty and my heart is so heavy. Tears continue to run down my face.  I don’t think that image will ever leave my brain; I looked back as we left the room and saw him laying there. Gone. I watched him stop breathing. I saw the life leave his body. And as incredibly sad as it was, I was happy for him. He’s free from the body that failed him. He spent the last several weeks suffering, and last night, we got our sign.

We adopted Cody on August 7, 2004. Young spirits, we were – as was he at approximately 1 year old. We had just bought our house and were about to get married. I had always loved huskies and ironically there was one at a local shelter at just the time we were looking. Timing was everything – when we went to meet Cody, there was another family who wanted to meet him, too. The loudest of the bunch, and by far the most charming. Because we had requested him first, he got to visit with us first. Naturally, we brought him home.

Good grief, did we have some times with him. In the beginning, he escaped our barricades, would go to the bathroom in his crate and roll around in it, and eat bagels when we left him to roam the house during the day. I can’t tell you how many times he got loose. He spent so little time outside in the summer and would spend hours outside in the fall. How on earth he managed to get away so much will always be a mystery to me. We’d put him out when he wanted to go and wait for him to tell us he wanted back in. Sometimes, though, we didn’t hear from him!

IMG_1645 He ate countless packs of gum, chewed through my dive bag for chapstick, and devoured an entire box of cake mix. He amazed me when he moved a bottle of cranberry juice into the living room, took the lid off, and drank from the bottle without spilling a drop! Stuffed animals were torn to shreds in minutes. He ate mink oil and would tear apart shoes when he was in the right – or wrong – mood.

He wanted what he wanted when he wanted it. And a beggar? Dinner time was sometimes unbearable. He stole fresh-baked bread from the kitchen counter and ate an entire meatloaf. So many leftovers never made it to the next day because he would devour them when our back was turned. And smart – was he ever smart. He’d scope out the situation and wait for the right moment.

He was with me through my pregnancy and was so incredibly protective of Lily – he’d come get us when she cried and if we didn’t respond fast enough, he certainly didn’t give up! We were so amazed when we brought Lily home and he didn’t act like anything was different – except for the protective bit. We’re certain he sensed what was going on – he was right by my side during my labor at home, too, often pacing the house with me.

All in all, he was SUCH a good dog. Yes, we had some tough times with him, but they were so worth it. He adored Justin and was by far a daddy’s boy. Independent – rarely would he snuggle, but he did like his back scratched. He loved going for rides, and the best was sticking his head out the window. In the summertime, we’d have to turn the a/c all the way up and as cold as it would go.

IMG_7269 And now he’s gone. We took Cody at 6:40 tonight to end his pain and suffering. He was diagnosed with prostate cancer in mid-May and given a few weeks to a few months to live. I’m thankful we got 2 months with him – there were days we were sure we wouldn’t make it this far. We got several signs last night that the time had come – in the end, he vomited twice, hadn’t gone to the bathroom (Neither way.) in 2 days, didn’t sleep the night before – at ALL, was breathing rapidly, and could barely walk. All of this happened suddenly, and it was certainly our sign.

Cody will always hold a very special place in my heart. I’m so sad without him. I know this awful feeling will pass, but for now I feel awful. And I haven’t yet broken the habit of looking to him on his couch cushion – I hope I never will.

P.S. – I took some pictures of Cody over the past few days – I’ll post them when I have a chance. For now, I’ll leave you with some oldies.


my dog wears lip gloss.

Yeah, it’s true. Well, maybe it’s not entirely like that, but our beloved Siberian husky HAS worn lip gloss. Though he didn’t know it was lip gloss. Fine, so he ate lip gloss and ended up wearing it, okay?

Husband, Peanut and I had gone to the Greene Turtle for some dinner (The specific intention was to get wings … mmm. They weren’t that good, but it was my fault … I made him get boneless. Sigh. Next time, I’ll just deal with the bones.) on this particular Thursday evening. When we returned, my husband got out of the car and opened the door while I worked on getting Peanut out of the car. I always worry when I hear, “Oh, Cody. He got into …” come out of my husband’s mouth. This time, it was, “He got into your Mary Kay.” Oh sugar.

Now let me explain. I’ve been trying to get rid of some of my older MK stuff on eBay for some time. I had packaged one set up back in May, taken pictures, and made my list of what was included so I could write my eBay listing. Unfortunately, that’s as far as it made it. The mailing envelope of MK sat in a basket next to our couch for nearly 3 months (Yeah, I’m THAT organized.). Apparently, on this particular Thursday night, Cody had decided he’d had enough of the waiting – the smell of the lip gloss just became too much for him to bear.

What did he eat? Well, thank goodness he didn’t get into the nail polish; I would have cried. There were plenty of other products he broke into, though! Two different lip gloss colors, an Eyesicles eye color, and about half a dozen other beautiful cosmetics. Yeah, he ruined one of our area rugs, but thankfully it was the white one – the one we’re looking to replace anyway.

We ended up having to cut the fur from his paw – this turned out to be okay at this time of year, considering there’s no snow in August. He had lip gloss up both of his front legs (The right looked much cooler than the left!) and on his lip.

I’m telling you, this dog is a trip! Our lives are never boring with Cody around.



Note: If you are a Siberian husky lover, or even a dog lover in general, jump over here and give the Painter Pack some love. They recently lost their Sibe, Koova Bleu, in a tragic accident and could use some prayers and positive vibes. Thanks!

unproductive …

It always seems that the one night you’ve got tons to do and the motivation to do them does all go wrong. Peanut and I arrived home only to be greeted by a total mess left for us by our Siberian husky, Cody. He was seriously sick all day, it appeared, and I’d say the mess I had to clean up fully spanned 30 to 40 square feet. I won’t get into any further details, but it was the really not so nice type of sick.

Lily’s hunger, naturally, was super timely. As I cleaned up Cody’s mess, I had Lily propped up with a blanket under her bottle. Thank goodness that worked out; I’m not sure if the smell of my house or the satisfaction of my daughter would have been more important at the moment. About half an hour later, the mess was cleaned up. Justin arrived home shortly after and immediately headed outside to begin trimming – yeah, dinner was going to be late … again. Not more than 15 minutes after he started did I hear a knock on the front door. It was Justin, along with two unidentified men.

IMG_9266e1 Who were the men, you ask? Reps selling Verizon FIOS service – it was recently added in our area, so they were trying to sign up new customers. I’ve been dead against Verizon FIOS for a myriad of reasons, and there was some serious irony in them showing up today; I’ll save the details for a post later in the week or this weekend. Anyway, my husband agreed and signed us up for Verizon FIOS. Oh, fantastic. Just super. That whole escapade cost us about an hours worth of time – yay.

By the time Hubs finished trimming and showered, it was 8:30. Do you think I’m starting dinner at 8:30? Nope – it was a McDonald’s night! Ha! Naturally, the trip over there and back wasn’t without excitement. I almost t-boned this car driven by a woman who thought I should yield to her as she entered the traffic circle. Yeah, I had the right of way, but whatever. If I hadn’t noticed her speed and reacted, it would’ve been all over.

IMG_9262e1 On a happy note, I shared my Happy Meal with Lily, giving her the purple unicorn, Fable. I’ll post pics tomorrow; she held Fable the unicorn the whole time Justin fed her – melt my heart!

Anyway, it’s now 9:49 pm and I’ve just gotten the chance to sit down. There was dinner, a baby’s bath, and some organizing of this crazy house that needed to be done … sigh. So much to do tonight, and absolutely nothing got done. IMG_9271e1 Guess you could say it’s just one of those days! Sadly, I know I’ll pay for it over the next few days. This new life sure isn’t easy … but it’s SO worth it and so much more fun! And in the grand scheme of things, life is good and I’m blessed. I think I’ll take this okay day and move on!

P.S. – One of the things I wanted to do tonight was further research on PUL. I’m learning now that it’s not approved for food use, so I’m looking for more alternatives. We’ll see if I get a chance for some research while feeding Lily tonight – watch for a post either tomorrow or Friday!

23-ish days …

… oh my! Just 23-ish days until our little miss makes her big entrance into the world. Her home will no longer be in my belly (Still such a miracle in my mind.), but out in this big, scary world under the care and supervision of my husband and I. Only 23-ish more days of …

  1. the most amazing feeling in the world of this little person moving around in my belly. I will miss this, for sure.
  2. Fiona feet (If I spray painted these suckers green, I could be Princess Fiona’s double! Hello Hollywood and Shrek!).
  3. waiting to make special moments for our family members! Lots of firsts ahead as three fantastic sisters will become first time aunts, one brother will become an uncle, two awesome nephews will get a cousin, a set of parents will become grandparents for the first time, and another set of parents will become grandparents of 3, now to include a granddaughter!
  4. needing help with my shoes. Then again, I haven’t seen real shoes in a few days, so this may not be valid. Yes, I can get my Crocs, flip flops and slippers on all by myself! Yay!
  5. being without some sort of “beverage!” I really only had a beer, glass of wine or cocktail on rare occasions anyway, but 40 weeks is pushing it, people!
  6. waiting to meet the person we’ve created. Oh, how I can’t wait to meet her!
  7. Cody’s kingdom. Our husky will learn quickly that he is NOT #2 in line behind daddy (Believe it – he really thinks he ranks higher than me in our hierarchy.), but rather #4. I can only imagine what destruction we’ll face until he really gets it.
  8. looking into an empty crib … just waiting.
  9. rolling over in bed like a walrus. This is a trade, however, to be replaced by waking for feedings.
  10. worrying about my belly popping out of my ever shortening shirts. What seems so long at 20 weeks just isn’t quite long enough at 37 weeks! Thank goodness this has yet to happen.
  11. dreaming about holding her in my arms.
  12. my husband being a father-to-be. Can’t wait until we drop the “-to-be” and become dad and mom!
  13. waiting to play our role in a miracle. I’m not afraid of her “birth day,” but excited to see how our miracle will play out. (Yeah, I’m sure that’ll all change once labor begins!)
  14. quiet. Sweet peace and quiet.
  15. her protection. It’s a crazy world out here and while we can take steps to help her be as safe as possible, anything can happen.
  16. suspense when it comes to the name game! Who will she be? We’ll have to wait and see!
  17. not being able to reach things.
  18. wondering how life will change. I’m so ready!
  19. the obnoxious parts of pregnancy, like people asking, “How are you feeling?” instead of, “How are you?” (Ha ha, I have to clarify here! It’s the people who ask this on a daily basis that drive me crazy. I want to say, “I haven’t changed in the past 24 hours or less, you know, since the LAST time you asked me! And by the way, how are YOU feeling today?”) Like people looking at me like I have 8 heads or laughing when they see me. What’s so funny? Like strangers touching my belly like it’s their property and people talking to my protrusion with their face just about in my … eh, I’ll spare you the details.
  20. uncomfortable car rides. An hour is about all I can handle these days, and we’ve had too many long trips in the past few weeks. It’s not easy!
  21. a dishwasher-less kitchen. Well, it’s there, it’s just not hooked up yet – I guess technically we’re not dishwasher-less. We’ve survived, but I’m ready to appreciate this lovely appliance already!
  22. waiting for at least part of a summer off! Once little miss arrives, I’ve got at least through June until I return to work, and could stretch it until early August if I really want to!
  23. anticipation.

I could go on and on … but I’ll stop at 23. These 23-ish days will be both too long and too short, and girlfriend’s arrival will be here before we know it. I can’t wait to meet our little miracle!


IMG_6618 This post will be super short as today is going to be crazy, but I wanted to update on my quilt progress! I’ve decided to go with the rag quilt … for now. Once I get started, I can’t stop, so there’s a serious possibility that I’ll also be doing my first “real” quilt immediately following this one. Becky, thanks so much for the help, support, and tips on the books – I found them both on Amazon and am going to order them today! I’ll update with plenty of pics, and would love to see yours, too!

So last night, I got all but the flannel cut – yay! I don’t remember if I mentioned it or not, but the first rag quilt I did had regular batting in the squares cut to fit inside the fringe allowance (If I cut 7″ squares with a 1″ allowance on each side, the batting was 5″.). IMG_6625 For this quilt, I’m going to do brown fleece cut the same size as the squares for a bit more texture. I still haven’t decided if I’ll do one layer of flannel or two – I’m going to have to do a trial run to decide.

Anyway, I need to find 4 more fun fabrics and then I’m set! Turns out I’ll have 4 square “sets” (eight 7″ squares in 10 fabrics) left over from each fabric, too, so I’ll have plenty left for a few other matching projects – perhaps pillows or a few basket liners? We’ll see.

IMG_6623 On a separate note, I got home from work last night to find my husband working on the floor in girlfriend’s room! That’s the last room we have to do – so he had finished taking up the carpet and put the plywood down. I had no idea that’s how he’d planned to spend his day off, and I was psyched when I saw it! Wonder what kind of mischief he’ll get into today …

IMG_6613 Cody, on the other hand, apparently wanted nothing to do with the noise Justin was making inside. Little did I know, flurries were part of yesterday’s forecast (I had no idea anything was coming!), and what we got was a bit more than flurries. Just 40 miles south @ work, however, there was absolutely nothing. Cool. When I pulled up, Cody was outside napping in the snow. Gotta love huskies! You should’ve seen him when the temp was in the single digits – we couldn’t get him to come inside, and when we did, he’d cry to go back out! I guess I’d be hot in a “fur coat” all the time, too.

That’s all, folks … gotta go! Happy day to you!

simple things in life …

If after reading this you want to say, “Seriously, Min, it’s a trash can!,” I’ll completely understand. I’ll take no offense and will not be insulted. Let me remind you that it’s the simple things in life that make me happy.

We bought our house in July of 2004. That makes it approximately 4 1/2 years ago. During that time, we’ve had a big trash can outside, but have never had a trash can in our kitchen. I know, I know – strange. Why? I don’t really know. We have just been “recycling” grocery bags for the last 4 1/2 years, as if we’re phobic about a trash can or something.

IMG_6595 Last night, however, marked a huge step forward for us – we bought a kitchen trash can! I had been eyeballing them while shopping for a bridal shower gift this past weekend, but refused to make the purchase without a 20% off Bed, Bath & Beyond coupon. Well, guess what I got in the mail yesterday? You guessed it – a 20% off coupon from Bed, Bath & Beyond! I couldn’t even wait a day – we had to go that night. I could hardly contain my excitement as we entered the store – yes, it was ridiculous! We discussed pros and cons of 3 models with a BB&B associate, and eventually decided on the rectangular model. The oblong model was ruled out because it could only be placed in one direction, and the semi-circle model presented the same problem. The rectangular model can face either way in its given space, making it the most flexible of the three.

IMG_6219 You have no idea how excited I was to take it out of the box and set it up in the kitchen last night! Yes, it’s only a trash can. But it will increase my productivity in the kitchen, streamline the cooking process, and best of all, our siberian husky Cody can’t get into it, so there will be no more trash strewn throughout the house when I arrive home!

Yesterday, we said goodbye to regular use of what I called the, “ghetto can” and welcomed a shiny new stainless steel beauty into our home.


the “dog mom” chronicles … the loving comedy in owning a siberian husky .:|:.~ part 4 ~.:|:.

I keep forgetting to write about this; how, I don’t know. It was one of the most amazing and hilarious things I’d ever seen.

IMG_6234 Our Four-Legged Houdini

Let me first begin with some background. I usually get home before Justin, and with a husky in the house, every day is an adventure. While he’s usually good, on days that we slack or he’s bored, we pay. If we leave the trash where he can get it, he has a field day. If he smells gum, it’s all over. And if he’s looking for something to do, he usually tries to eat a book or magazine. (Note to self: teach him to read.) Needless to say, walking into the house after being gone for 11-12 hours can be interesting.

IMG_6230 On this particular fall afternoon, I noticed something in the front room, but instead of checking it out as I normally do, I decided to take Cody out first. When I came back in, I couldn’t believe what I saw. In the middle of the area rug in our front living room was a bottle of cranberry juice. Scared yet? Don’t be; it’s amazing. The bottle was upright, and about 4 inches away was the lid. After further inspection, there was not a drop of cranberry juice on the floor, yet he’d managed to suck about 2 inches of juice from the bottle. Seriously! I had to think, because I was seriously afraid someone had done this as a trick or practical joke.

IMG_6235 Remember, not only did he manage to drag this ridiculously heavy bottle from the kitchen, he opened it and drank a good bit without spilling a drop. It’s one for the record books. I can only imagine the mess had the bottle tipped over!

This reminds me of another similar episode about 4 years ago. Justin and I had returned from our honeymoon and brought back a bottle of Jamaican rum for my sister who was about to turn 21. Guess who managed to put a hole in the cap on the bottle of rum to have a drink? Yep, that would be our lovely husky Cody!