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07/03/2024

****** ADOPTING ALERT********

I am adopted!!!! Mean Rescue Mom and Brandon are taking me to my forever family in Arizona tomorrow.

Here's what i know so far: I will have a mommy and a daddy and two siblings. One sibling is a 4 year old boy, a pug, who i will quickly put in his place. The other sibling is a squirrel. How cool is that? My mommy will be home with me most all of the time.My daddy will come home from work and give me treats. I will be sleeping in the family bed, of course. And most importantly, i will be loved. -- June

07/02/2024

Our favorite creek. We came here every day at this campground. More pics from our trips will be posted, but we are back in Orange County now. - Brandon

06/27/2024

Me and June, enjoying a sunset, unwinding after a long day of walking and wading. We've had June for about two months. The first thing we, after we got her, was take her camping. Luckily, she loved it. - Brandon

06/26/2024

Want to meet my foster sister? - Brandon

Hi everyone. - June

01/27/2024

Vintage photo... Jake and Eddie... Christmas 2013.... Savannah, GA...

Eddie's first Christmas after being adopted. I bought him a dog sweater from Old Navy and took him to see Santa. I was so proud of these two. I thought I had the cutest, most adorable dogs in the world. And for a while, I did.

Back then, the world held so much wonder for Eddie. Everything was magical, not just at holidays. Eddie experienced so many things in his life. But back then, everything was still new to him. Can you see it in his eyes? The look on his face? He was smiling in this picture.

Eddie made the most of every experience he ever had. He enjoyed life to it's fullest. He made deep connections with people and animals who came into our lives. He knew who he liked, who he loved, and who he didn't.

I almost didn't adopt Eddie because he was too cute. I only wanted a second dog because I needed a companion dog for Jake. I looked on Petfinder. Eddie's profile said he was only a year and a half old, healthy, and a mini dachshund. He had the cutest markings and spots. I was sure he'd be adopted quickly. I wanted to choose a dog who might not easily find a home.

As the months went by, I had not found the right match for Jake. And Eddie's profile was still posted. So, I asked about him. At the meet and greet, the two dogs hit it off, and we took Eddie home.

Eddie began creating chaos within the first few days. He escaped into a neighbors yard and hid under her shed. I had to go to her front door and ask to retrieve him. THREE TIMES IN THE SAME DAY! I was so embarrassed.

Eddie was little and fast and I didn't know how he was getting out of the fence. My neighbor let me in to get him, but said to keep him in my yard because he was upsetting her cats. I should have taken that as a sign of things to come. Eddie would get me in trouble with the neighbors in every house we ever lived.

Jake and Eddie bonded immediatly. Some of you might remeber that this page started out for the two of them. We lost Jake suddenly, tragically and far too soon. Eddie went on to be a brother to Brandon, and then Willie, and a foster brother to many. We were so lucky to have had Eddie in our lives for as long as we did.

Eddie was happy and healthy for most of his life. But two things happened recently. He was diagnosed with a health issue that couldn't be cured. And also, I started to realize how much pain he was in.

I could have kept him with me longer. Maybe a lot longer. But that wasn't what was best for him. I did not wait for his quality of life to dwindle away. It already had domewhat. I compensated by making the things he could do extra fun. And that worked. But it only could for so long.

I am at peace with my decision. And, in case anyone is wondering, I was right there by him at the end.

Afterwards, though... it was just me and Brandon in a world without Eddie and how were we even to go on?

I looked back to see Brandon laying on Eddie's favorite blanket, his Walking Dead blanket. And that's how we went on. Like they did from that TV show. All the times thier cities were destroyed, loved ones gone, old lives up in flames, they gathered whatever and whoever was still there and went on. Not because they wanted to, but because it was all they could do.

So I focus on Brandon now. He's doing as good as can be expected. Not so much the first few days, but he's made improvements since. I'll post more about Brandon soon.

You have been so much a part of our lives.i loved having a network of people who cared about my boys. And Eddie always had plenty of stories for me to post about. It feels empty without him. And I know he will leave a void in some of your lives too. You were there for us through all the moves, vet visits, the cat drama, the good times and bad. I'm so thankful you could share in his life also. I know that some of you must feel gutted at this news. I am so grateful to you for being a part of our lives.

I will not be reading comments on this post. Not anytime soon, at least. I just can't now.

Still too soon to think about him. I picked up his things and never look at his pictures anymore. This is our new normal. I will post soon with an update on Brandon. - Mean Rescue Mom

12/26/2023

Happy holidays to all of our friends from Eddie, Brandon and Mean Rescue Mom

I guess your wondering if Santa came to see me. He did! But he played a prank. I woke up on Christmas morning to find a pink box with my name on it. I just stared at it, suspiciously. I opened it slowly. Bit it was nothing bad. It was filled with treats. All kinds. Just what I wanted.

I read the note from Santa. It said that I had been on the good list. I was at the bottom of the good list hanging on by a thread, but still there. Until I started trying to be good for Santa. That's when all the things I tried got me onto the naughty list, pretty close to the top. Santa also said he had fun watching me, and thanked me for stealing the sleigh of the fake Santa, so that the imposter couldn't go around causing any more trouble.

So thanks, Real Santa, for the gift, even if it did come in a pink box.

I hope all of you had a good Christmas, too. - Eddie

12/23/2023

I could go so far in life if my family didn''t ruin everything for me.....

I had stolen the fake Sant's sleigh, and all the gifts were all mine. I just had to find a way to pull it out of there.

My worthless brother was excited about the sleigh, at first. But he wanted us to deliver the all the gifts to whoever they were for. And keep none for ourselves.

I fired Brandon on the spot, and kicked him out of my sleigh. He ran off, whining, to tell Mean Rescue Mom on me.

So I would just rely on reindeer. It's worked for the real Santa all these years. I gathered some reindeer, even found one wirh a red nose. Perfect!

Then Mean Rescue Mom came along to see what i was doing, thanks to tattletale Brandon. This is the down side to having a mom who's vegan. She unharnessed all my reindeer and set them free.

She said, "animals are here on earth with us, not for us. We don't get to exploit them to fill our labor needs."

But it was a Christmas sleigh and a tradition.... but there was no arguing with her. I watched my reindeer all run off into the hills. They did seem happier, running freely. But how did that help me?

So no reindeer and no Brandon. I couldn't pull that big sleigh all my myself. I decided to do the next best thing. I would open all the gifts, no matter who they were for, and just take a few that I liked the most. This would be fun, opening hundreds of presents. I could pick whatever I wanted.

See there! I knew I'd find a way to have Christmas gifts without being good.

The first box was very light. It didn't feel like anything was in it at all. I remeber the anticipation, wagging my tail, thinking that it must be a gift card. Maybe a Visa gift card with hundreds of dollars on it, or a Target gift card with a million. If all of the boxes just had gift cards, I'd be rich. And I could take them ALL without any help. Brandon would be so jealous.

But the box was empty. So were the next few. And all the others. The fake Santa had fake gifts. Why didn't I see that one coming?

I left feeling sad and deflated. I had already spent most of the non-existent gift cards in my mind. I could have gone to every single store in the mall. I could have bought everything in the mall if I wanted to and enjoyed the best Christmas ever.

I was back to square one. Could things get any worse? Yes...

Mean Rescue Mom and Brandon waiting for me. While I was opening all the "gifts," they had been out buying me an actual gift. Oh no!

It was a sweater. A scratchy, sticky snowman sweater. It even had a pom pom on it. A POM POM! She put it on me before I could protest. Since it was cool out, I had to wear it the rest of the evening. Degrading.

So now what do I do about Christmas? It it too late to start being good? Or do I have time for one more plan that will work out this time? - Eddie

12/21/2023

I think we all agreed that the "Santa" who Mean Rescue Mom took me to see was an imposter. Do you see the lengths she will go to just to trick me into being good. But it did get me to thinking....

I'd been in too much trouble this year to get presents from the real Santa. And no way was I going to be good for a fake Santa. So while the imposter was lecturing some pug about manners (waste of time), I stole the imposter's sleigh.

It was filled with presents and now they're all for me!!!

And no, I'm won't be sharing any of my gifts with Midnight. And Brandon won't get any unless he helps. - Eddie

12/19/2023

Worst Santa picture yet....

After a long day, we fell asleep in my wagon while Mean Rescue Mom waited in line for us to see Santa. We barely woke up when it was our turn, so she didn't make us get out. That was good. Cause I don't like Santa as much as I do the tooth fairy, or Jack Skellington or the Grinch.

So we woke up for a minute, ate a few treats that we were bribed with to look towards the camera, then we went back to sleep. - Eddie

12/13/2023

Another picture of us and Joey in the wagon. Joey's mom follows this page now, too, so if you want to leave a comment for Joey, she'll see it. - Eddie

12/12/2023

Meet Joey! She and her mom came with us to Vegas. Here's a picture of us all riding in my wagon at Enchant, a Christmas light event.

Joey is a four year old Jack Russell. After I growled at her a few times, just to show her some boundaries, we became friends. She laid her head on my back, as if I was a pillow, for the first hundred miles of the trip. Now we are sort of friends.

According to rumors, Santa Claus was there watching to see who was being good. That guy just can't mind his own business. - Eddie

12/09/2023

I found one thing in here I like, even if he is made out of flowers. The Mouse King. He's a 30 foot tall rat.

I asked Mean Rescue Mom if we could take him home with us. Brandon looked surprised. Mean Rescue Mom's eyes lit up, hoping that I had finally started to appreciate flowers. She asked why I wanted The Mouse King.

"To scare Midnight," I said.

Her smile turned to a scowl. She said I'd better not joke like that because Santa Claus was also in Vegas and might be listening.

Santa is here, too? I thought this was supposed to be a vacation. And Santa could be watching? It's not fair. I don't want to be the only one in in the whole city of Las Vegas who is being good. - Eddie

12/08/2023

I saw a giant cupcake. It looked delicious! I thought it was real. At least if I was going to be surrounded by flowers, there was something good to eat here. I was getting ready to jump over the rail and take a few bites. Then I saw that it, too, was made of flowers. Yuck. Disappointed again. - Eddie

12/07/2023

Mean Rescue Mom really knows how to ruin a vacation. I thought I was going to Vegas to gamble. Instead, she takes me to a giant room full of flowers. The nutcracker guy behind me looked cool from a distance, but as I got closer, I saw that he was made out of flowers. There's alot of big, flowery things here and we will be posting more of them in days to come. - Eddie

12/05/2023

Can anybody guess where I am? - Eddie

12/02/2023

Don't worry... I have a plan!

In my last post, I left off at an open-air flower shop, where I was being forced to choose a bouquet, or else she would buy ALL the flowers and take them with us. Yuck!

My plan:
I would stand there, looking lost and scared, hoping some kind hearted person would mistake me for a stray and adopt me on the spot.

Sure, I'd miss my family a little, but I was backed in a corner with no other way out. It was time for a fresh start.

A few people stopped by to pet me, and I told them I was up for adoption. They all said no. They all said I was cute, but they wanted puppies for Christmas.

How do you like that? I'm out here lonely and starving and I have nowhere to go, as far as they know, and they would rather have a new puppy than me. I hope the puppies they buy for Christmas chew up all of their favorite shoes, like I did when I was a puppy.

Then a nice, older man wearing a red Christmas sweater came along. He had a warm smile and he smelled like a Christmas tree. He had a long white beard. We played together and we laughed. I was sure I'd have a fun, flowerless Christmas with him.

I told him that I was a stray dog who had been dumped at the outlet mall and needed a home or else I'd have to sleep outside.

He asked me if I was a stray, why was I on a leash. Oh no. I'd forgotten that detail. He looked at Mean Rescue Mom, who was holding the other end of my leash, but too busy talking with the flower vendor to notice me and my new friend.

I had to think fast. I told him that Mean Rescue Mom had abducted me. That she was going to take me to a dark basement and keep me there forever and only feed me on Tuesdays. He gasped in shock. He was believing it all.

He asked if I wanted to come home with him. He said his wife bakes cookies every day. And they have lots of toys and friends to play with. YES!!!

He pulled a utility knife out of the pocket of his red sweater to cut the end of my leash and liberate me. I was about to be taken to the most fun place on earth. Then Brandon ruined it for me.

He stepped in and told the man that I was his brother and that Mean Rescue Mom was our mom and that I was just pretending to be a stray to get out of a punishment for being greedy and demanding my presents before Christmas. Brandon said all of that without even taking a breath. My chances of eating cookies in my new home vanished, because my brother has a big mouth.

My kind friend, my potential adopter, looked down at me with disappointment in his eyes. He told me that it was very naughty to decieve him and to make my brother worry about me.

He petted Brandon and told him that he was a good boy. He asked Brandon his name. Then he took out a notepad and wrote Brandon's name on a list. Brandon seemed excited and wagged his tail.

Then he asked my name. For some reason, I didn't want to tell him. Before I could think of a fake name, Brandon spoke up and said, "He's Eddie."

And I spoke up and said, "And he's Big Mouth."

The man shook his head at me. He flipped to the last page at the end of the notepad and wrote my name. And kept putting X marks by it. I'm not sure what that was about.

I heard bells jingling as he walked away. I realized that I hadn't gotten his name. I didn't have much time to ponder it, or yell at Brandon for spoiling my plan, because by then, Mean Rescue Mom was saying it was time to go and I had to pick out a flower arrangement, since I had demanded a present.

I went over to an empty bin and said I choose this one. There were no flowers in there for us to take, so we left empty handed. I had outsmarted her once again. Victory for me!!!!

But now my name was out there on some list and I didnt know why. Do you have any idea what that's all about? - Eddie

11/26/2023

At the outlet mall, I politely demanded she get me a present immediatly because I didn't want to wait for Christmas or be good for Santa. Due to my anxiety at the prospect of being good for 30 whole days in a row, I may have forgotten to say please.

That did not go over well. But, surprisingly, she agreed. My demand has worked. She'd caved in. I was thrilled. Then she walked me over to a flower stand and told me.to pick out anything I wanted.

How fast my happiness sank to despair! I said I didn't want anything, and turned to leave. But she said I had to choose a gift. Since I had demanded it. And if I didn't choose something, she would buy everything and take all those flowers with us back to the car and I'd be surrounded by them for days or months or however long those ugly fresh cut flowers last.

So how do I get out of this one? - Eddie

11/26/2023

After she wasted Black Friday on Midnight, she finally took me and Brandon to the outlet mall. We got to meet alot of people and a few dogs. After we had been walking around for half an hour, I asked when we were going shopping. She said there were no pet stores in this mall. She said for gifts I'd still have to wait for Santa.

That wasn't fair. I knew there were dog-friendly stores around and there were also some outdoor vendors. I demanded she take me somewhere and buy me something that I could have right now and not have to wait til Christmas for. You won't belive what she did next. I'm too tramatized to discuss it this evening. I'll post about it tomottow. - Eddie.

11/25/2023

Somebody needs to remind Mean Rescue Mom that this is Black Friday, not Black Cat Friday. I caught her shopping online for things from Midnight's wish list. As if she doesn't have any dogs to shop for. I asked when she was going to buy my stuff.

She said if she ordered me things now that I wouldn't have any incentive to be good for Santa. She's right, but I don't see a problem with that. What do you think? - Eddie

11/24/2023

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!!!!!

Thanksgiving isn't over, but Christmas blackmail has started already. I hadn't even finished eating my apple pie, when she threatened me with Santa Clause.

After dinner, I was served a very thin slice of pie, like something an orphan in a Charles Dickens novel would eat, so I complained. I told Mean Rescue that I didn't get enough, and that if I hadn't snached half of Brandon's pie, I'd be starving. I realized too late that I'd said too much.

She gasped and looked at Brandon. He did look kind of hungry, and pitiful, with those hound dog eyes. She scooped him up into her lap and started spoon feeding him enough pie for a small army. My stomach was growling as I watched.

I said, "What about me?" I hoped she's give me more pie. But no....

That was her cue to make me apologize to Brandon and tell me that if Santa had been watching, I'd only get a big lump of coal for Christmas.

It's too early to start being good for Santa. Does anybody know how soon he really starts watching? Please let me know so I don't start being good too soon for nothing. - Eddie

11/23/2023

Unfortunately, we stopped by The Cat Room again. Mean Rescue Mom took them toys and treats. This time I stayed in the car. I wasn't about to risk another hex. Not so soon after the last one.

Some of the new cats had been adopted. (I could still see them through tje window from the car.) Only Sasha, Arlo and the other one were still there. We don't need to say her name. Let's just call her the other one.

Arlo is the youngest. See how goofy he looks. He loves spring toys. Sasha always plays with him. The other one doesnt care much for toys. She waits for treats.

Mean Rescue Mom returned to the car, smelling like catnip, with three sheets of paper. I should have known better than to ask. It was their Christmas lists. Why in the world were they sending their Christmas lists to us instead of the North Pole, like everybody else? I haven't even started on my list yet.

Mean Rescue Mom explained that we were getting them a few things in addition to the stuff Santa will bring. We?

She said it's the least we can do,("we" again) because she credits the "cat therapy" with making her better when she was sick. As if those cats invented a cure for the common cold. Well, a respatory infection in her case. But still, the cats had nothing to do with it.

Do you see what I'm going to have to put up with this holiday season. Getting wish lists from cats on the day before Thanksgiving does not bode well for a merry and bright season for me. - Eddie

11/21/2023

*** Update: The white dog we helped save at a rest area has been adopted. Full rescue story below as told by Reporter Brandon. Or you can skip to last paragraph to see who adopted her.**

Remeber, back in October, when me, Eddie and Mean Rescue Mom pulled into a rest area and a white dog ran by our car and that turned into a four hour rescue and Mean Rescue Mom called in the Marines?

The dog ran by our car. She was fast. We saw there were five people chasing her. But she didn't belong to any of them. Bystanders meant well, but they were scaring her. The dog was getting closer and closer to interstate traffic. Mean Rescue Mom convinced the people to back off, then she chased the dog to a safe area. The dog ran underneath a storage shed in back of the rest area, where she stayed until help came.

Mean Rescue Mom kept her eyes on dog's location and began making calls. It was clear the white dog didnt trust anyone. We couldn't catch her on our own.

After calls to animals shelters and The Humane Society, it was determined that we were on unincorporated land that was managed by Marine Corp Base Camp Pendleton. So she called in the Marines to the little white dog.

Camp Pendleton has its own animal shelter. They said they'd send someone out. We kept up with the dog's location. Soon, an animal service vehicle pulled up and a Marine in uniform got out. He sealed off the area around the shed with blocks so that she would have only one way out. After 45 minutes, she was safely captured and in his vehicle, as you see in the picture. He caught her, bit she made him work for it.

We kept in touch with the shelter, asking about her. No one ever claimed her, so when her stray hold was over she was up for adoption.

Being on a base, they have different rules than most shelters, so Mean Rescue Mom couldn't go visit her. They said she was doing well, seemed healthy, but was very timid, especially around men. She was certainly cute, but so shy and scared. We were worried she wouldn't find a home. But she did!

When the shelter sent her to a vet to be spayed, a vet tech bonded with her and decided to become her mommy. Just like that, the stray from the rest area had her forever home. A shy, fearful dog and someone trained to handle animals. A perfect match! That white dog went on quite a journey, but got her happily ever after just in time for the holidays. - Reporter Brandon

11/20/2023

Meet our new friend, Little Girl. She will soon be up for adoption. Five years old, ten pounds, dog friendly, kid friendly, rides good in car, sweet and loveable.

Yeah, I was skeptical meeting her when I first heard her name. I expected someone in a princess dress and bows on both her ears. But Little Girl is spunky and fun. She plays hard and loves to chase other animals, like I do.

Little Girl was adopted from a shelter in October. She did good in her new home, except for one small thing. She likes to chase chickens. The next door neighbor's chickens to be exact. Despite the fence, Little Girl could not be stopped from finding a way into the neighbor's yard. I don't blame her. Chicken chasing is good exercise.

So, due to circumstances that were really not her fault, (do you know how tempting chicken chasing can be) Little Girl is looking for a new home. She is being fostered for a few weeks in southern CA, then on to a Jack Russell Rescue in Portland, Oregon. Let's wish her luck finding the right forever family. - Eddie

11/20/2023

Spending the day at a winery, cause that's what California dogs do. - Actor Brandon

11/17/2023

I know it's fall. But why did she have to bury me in leaves and then put one on my head?

Oh well, as long as the treats kept coming, I didn't mind. And I got ALOT of treats for doing this. Unlike flowers, leaves are fun. And I had to upstage Brandon a little bit. - Eddie

11/16/2023

I'm thankful that the strike ended while there was still time for me to pose with fall leaves. - Actor Brandon

11/15/2023

After 118 days, the SAG-AFTRA' strike ended last Thursday. An agreement was reached.

That inspired me to make my own list of demands for Eddie, if I am to continue on this page. I thought he'd argue with me. But he just rolled his eyes and said, "whatever." Sounded like an agreement to me.

So now I am officially back to acting, posing, modeling, and promoting all of my work. Look for me to have a bigger role on this page from here on out. I'm here to entertain you. Did you miss my performances while I was on strike? - Actor Brandon

11/08/2023

Don't look at me!!!! I'm clean. Squeaky clean. I never wanted you to see me this way. Midnight's hex keeps on hexing.

I asked for a bath after the kitten incident, which we will say no more about. Mean Rescue Mom was thrilled to oblige. We went to a self serve dog wash at a pet store, where she nearly drowned me in water and soap suds.

It worked. All traces of that wreched kitten were gone. So was the last bit of my happiness. But at least the ordeal was over. Or so I thought.

We were out of dog shampoo, since the tooth fairy kindly took the last bottle away. They had some at the wash station of torture for us to use. But that wasn't good enough. Mean Rescue Mom wanted us to have our own.

Are you sitting down? You are going to be shocked. She looked online for more dog shampoo and ended up ordering A WHOLE SET. Dog shampoo, dog conditioner and pet cologne. What is pet cologne??? That shouldn't even exist. But it does exist and it's on its way to me.

I have no more details about my "spa basket" that's on the way. The only thing I know for sure is that Midnight's hex set all this into motion. Whatever happens from here is all her fault. - Eddie

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While on duty, I was patrolling the park and noticed suspicious activity in this tree. Let me see what this squirrel is up to. - Ranger Brandon

See, I told you. - Eddie Pet me!!!! Pleeease. - Torch

I saw the caterpillar before Eddie did so I got to name him. His name is Drone, because soon he'll turn onto a butterfly and have wings and fly over us, like drones do. - Ranger Brandon It was cool when we saw Drone. Then we saw another. And then more. Millions more. We may have a butterfly invasion soon. Maybe I was better off back in Orange County putting up with the cats. - Eddie

Going into Los Padres National Forest through Happy Canyon Road and enjoying every second of the ride. I wasn't even mad when we reached the point where to road was closed. We just turned around and now we're going to look for something else fun. We are trying to find a good camping/ parking spot for tonight. - Eddie

Part 3 of 3: This is the last. Ever! No more squirrel encounters for us. The nerve of some creatures!!!! Do you see the way he stops and makes eye contact with Brandon on his way back up the tree? Snarky pesky squirrel, antagonizing my innocent baby for no reason. All videos were taken the same day. We sat there for about 20 minutes. Eddie was in my lap because he couldn't stop digging and eating dirt. I let this go on because Brandon was engaging with the squirrel, and I was fascinated by the situation. So was Eddie. He sat still and quiet, watching to see what Brandon would do. Then we went to the desert. Then we went to the mountains. The squirrel was nearly forgotten. I did have it in the back of my mind that I would bring the dogs back and let Brandon visit the squirrel from time to time. Then when we got back to Orange County, Brandon began searching for his nemesis, sniffing the ground relentlessly, looking up every tree. He is mostly back to normal now. He's mostly forgotten about the squirrel. And I think we should keep it that way. I cannot let him develop a fixation. Brandon takes everything so seriously. And I don't want his personality to change. I will not have him bullied by anyone ever. We harbor no ill will toward that evil maniacal squirrel, but he is to be avoided forevermore. - Mean Rescue Mom

2nd of 3 videos... Brandon vs the squirrel I'm seeing from the comments that there are cases of squirrels who antagonize dogs. Riley The Sweetest Rescue Pup is battling one who drops acorns on Riley's head. I may have to get Brandon a helmet. - Mean Rescue Mom

1st of 3 videos..... Brandon vs the squirrel Have you ever seen a squirrel tease a dog like this? At the end, Brandon couldn't take it anymore and he made a lunge for the squirrel and Mean Rescue Mom dropped the phone. - Eddie

Welcome to our grove. - the butterflies I helped Mean Rescue Mom take this video. Watch til the end to see the distance. Her cell phone video goes to 20 times zoom. We found a secret trail that led to q quite place we could watch the butterflies in peace. - Brandon I'm happy they stayed so far up in the trees. I don't mind them being there. We had thought it would be more like a meadow, butterflies all around us, going flower to flower, and some would land on us. I would have been miserable. - Eddie

Did she expect me to still keep being good after Christmas? - Eddie

**** Sound On**** ***Haloween Carolers!!! **** We find the coolest things by chance. We were riding by and parked to listen. They sang spooky music for the season. In our video, they were doing a song from Little Shop of Horrors. The name of the group is the Classic Carolers. But for October, they say that they become the Classic Scarolers. - Eddie