Chapter Fifteen of Facilitate Your User Posted

I just posted chapter fifteen. I hope you all like the way Keylee and Paul are progressing. This chapter they definitely have some learning pains. Unfortunately, as most of us know, sometimes the best lessons are the ones that hurt the most.

Today’s picture is in celebration of Fennik’s birthday! August 31st is the official day, which is tomorrow. This picture is from his birthday celebration last year. The staff at the clinic I work at were very indulgent and let me throw my boy a party. We had cake, pumpkin ice cream for Fen Fen and games (like pin the tail on the Fen Fen). I’m not planning anything so elaborate this year, but I did get some cupcake and brownie goodies, along with a #2 candle for tomorrow. I don’t have any real, two legged children (something I’m really okay with), so the four legged, furry ones are my kiddos.

Fennik is a good boy. His groomer calls him silly and I think that’s a good description. He got very, very, very large for a cavalier. My last cavalier, Georgia, was also a bit larger for her breed at around nineteen pounds. I’d hoped my second would be smaller. Well, that didn’t exactly pan out as Fen Fen is around thirty pounds. He just kept growing and growing. I get a work out every time I haul his heavy butt up and down the stairs (there’s a story behind that but it is kind of long).

Anyway . . . tomorrow is Fennik’s birthday and I wanted to put up a picture to celebrate him. He’s brought a lot of much needed interest to my life. I don’t think I realized the internal drive I had to be needed, to take care of something, until Georgia passed. I felt adrift and even through I had my kitties, whom I love dearly, it just wasn’t the same. Then Fennik entered my life and spiced things up again. He’s also gone a long way to ruining my carpet and causing me anxiety every time his teeth crunch and crack when he’s chewing on one of his beloved hooves.

As an FYI. If anyone is curious where his name came from (I get questions from clients sometimes), it is a bastardization of the name, Fezzik from the Princess Bride. I liked the name, but knew I’d most likely shorten it on a daily basis and didn’t want to constantly be calling him, Fez. I was right, in that I did shorten it, sort of. I do call him Fen often, but more often Fen Fen and when he’s truly in trouble, it’s Fennik. Well, that’s probably minutia you could all have lived without, but there it is all the same.

Until next week, please stay well and as happy as possible. August is almost at a close and that makes me sad. I enjoy Sept and Oct but really don’t like what comes after. On the plus side, my dad has finished making me these blinking animal eye lights that I plan on putting out in the rock walls lining the drive come October. If the pictures come out well, I’ll post something when the time comes. I like the idea of it looking like little, creepy critters looking out from in between the rocks. I do enjoy decorating for Halloween!