It just keeps getting better and better

 So this is the way my day started.   Mean old Allred (Devil Cat) slipped out last night and got caught in a rain storm.  He doesn't like to get wet.  Well to be honest, he doesn't like much of anything and especially he does not like me.  So because he was dumb enough to go out and Cat around last night and get himself rained on.... I have to pay the price.   

What a way to start the day.

 Things started looking up when My Vickie received and email from my sweet friend Daisy's new mom.  You may remember that Daisy is the dog My Vickie and I rescued from the pound about 6 weeks ago.   Dr. Doughty sewed up all her owies, fixed her hernia and we taught her how to eat again then we found what we hoped would be the perfect forever home for her.

They love her and she loves them and she is very happy in her new home.  That made even Devil Cats attitude a little easier to bare.

 Then My Vickie told me that some of my friends, Boondocks, Hawk and the Roudy Girls  sent us the Inspiration Award.  Wow, me an inspiration.  Who would have thought.  My Vickie promised me that we would get to give the award to some of our blog friends too but she said we needed to take some more time because it would be so hard to decide on Just 10 of them.

AND THEN......

We went out to the Mail Box and GUESS WHAT!!!!

 It Came, It Came, It Came IT CAME,

Oh yeah baby.....IT CAME

 The package My Vickie has been telling me about.  There it was, sitting on the mail box with MY NAME on it.  Me, I got a package.  Wahoo.....But what was it.....

 That darn package was wrapped so well.  I tried and tried to open it but I think they must have used 10 pounds of tape to seal it.  Not just regular tape but the strongest tape Me or My Vickie have ever seen.

 So I asked James Dean to help me out and we started working on it.  That James Dean, he is pretty good at opening packages.  He just ripped into it and shortly we had it opened and the contents spread across the front yard.

 At first I wasn't sure what to think of it.  It smelled good, it smelled like nature.  It was rounded and long and mmmmmm.  My Vickie told me that she had got me something called and elk antler.  Not just one but three.  She told me I could share if I want or I could keep them all to myself.

 I decided to share.  Abby was thrilled and she took hers over to the big tree and started chewing.   Tristy and I both wanted the same one but I finally gave in and let her take that one and I took the last one.  AFter all, she is old.  No sense in bringing the wrath of the Old One in on such a fine day.

My Vickie wanted everyone to know that these were not taken from elk that had been killed for thier antlers but that the people waited until they fell off.  I didn't know elk lost their antlers but I am pretty grateful now that they do.   Boy this is tasty and seems to be good for my teeth and gums.

However,  MY Vickie wanted me to ask you all if you have heard anything negative about dogs chewing on Elk antlers and if you have, would you please tell her cause she doesn't want us to be harmed in any way. 

I hope there is nothing wrong cause I am loving them.  And I love the mail man   and I love my Vickie for letting me get mail.  It surely made my day.

Well, I am off, My Vickie has some big plan for us tomorrow during her break time so I better get some rest.

Love ya
Bert