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I’ll Get You, My Pretty

And your little dog, too! Yes that would be the Wicked Witch, Miss Gulch, as Dorothy and Toto, who were sentenced to his demise after he got into Miss Gulch’s flower garden and Dorothy begged Aunty Em and Uncle Henry to save Toto.  Oh, yes, then there was a huge tornado…. spoiler alert! Ok kids, this film was released just a few years ago. Earlier than Star Wars! We used to go to our tech neighbor across the street who had the first color tv in the neighborhood, to see the film turn to color.

Dorothy and Toto journeyed to The Wizard of Oz in 1939. So did Scarlett and Rhett that year in Gone With The Wind. We spent a day watching Gone With The Wind a couple of weeks ago. It was a two-day event. I have seen both several times over the years.

We have a an old little dog, twice the size of Dorothy’s Norwich terrier Toto so we would have to make travel arrangements to Oz by other means than bicycle, balloon or dream, perhaps space travel. Oh, my husband might be with me because as I can get in the Emerald City door by charm, he is the one to quickly decipher the codes to the Emerald City that will let Dorothy, and us, go home.

Puppies, dogs go, ours is old and healthy at over 13 years. She is a treasure to our lives and hearts. She was kind enough to mentor a nearly three month-old pup for a weekend. I call Zoe the Dowager Princess of Dogs. All I can say was that the pup was a handful.

I am exhausted, but she’s a smart gal and given the right direction she will find her own way. This was an unusual case of two professionals getting a young pup and leaving it alone. I tried to help but only had a weekend and couldn’t help with behavior problems as I’ve been ill and have a bit of blood loss from bites and possibly tetanus to deal with. I still love dogs, just had to take care of that little pup who reminded me of my volunteer days with feral cats and my mind may say, today, I’m too old for another pup. That’s sad. Dee

ps Toto was an inspiration to me for how to adopt from a shelter and have a kind companion, so was Dorothy who saved so many people.  We might adopt an older dog later on with {I cannot say the word without) my old girl. With the pup, I dealt with household involuntary or voluntary gastric enterprises. Not me. Angry, scared, unsocialized with other dogs and people (only the young pup, mine is a mascot around here), our pets need help. Not $250 per night to stay with my pet for six hours and then give her two brief walks per day. I want care, and we don’t even spend that much for our hotel and drive half-way throughout the country to see his parents at his childhood home.

I spent years working to establish leash-free areas for dogs in one city and around the nation. I will not let pet-sitters rob us blind. $250 per night? I used to do it for about $35 back in the day and it included an overnight, 24/7 in my home and at least four walks. Two years later Zoe dragged me across the street to look at back of someone, it was the guy who walked her two years before and they just wanted to say hello. Back then, in our current town, it was $85 per night. Now it’s $250.

Right now pet sitter companies are acting like they own the world, but of the cost of service and profits means their walkers only make a small fraction of the proceeds because the boss takes it all without ever handling a leash.

Service is what I do. I am a volunteer that has been lucky to be with our dog Zoe for over 13 years. She is to me what Toto was to Dorothy in 1939, as things don’t change too much except calling them my dog or best friend. Oh, Zoe just said go through shelter adoption interviews, pay the $75 and spend the rest on hip surgery – you’ll find out more about that in a couple of months. Smart gal.

It is interesting that we spent $75 to adopt our dog and now it costs $250 per day to take care of her as she ages and we do not put her on a plane for her health. She is very healthy and takes no medication, only eats good food and has lots of love.

My husband and Zoe and family are stand-up folks. Mother-in-law is upset when our Zoe doesn’t visit for our big Thanksgiving as we make a lot of dishes and dance around her kitchen together knowing timing and our territories. Oh, Zoe eats the crumbs from the floor, leading to less vacuuming. Once welcomed only in a goat pen (I refused to visit) she sleeps on our bed while visiting and stands on the sofa to greet my father-in-law when he returns from feeding cattle.

I did meet Margaret Hamilton on probably her final speaking tour. I was 19. She was not scary at all! I came to greet her as staff, and of course mentioned her as The Wicked Witch of the West and that this is one of my favorite films. We’re off to see the wizard… Dee

 

 

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Management/Moose

One person was found in violation of corporate rules. This resident demanded the institution tell that every resident deserved notice that they were in violation as well.

The company actually granted the wish. I think they might have agreed between adopting Alice in Wonderland and Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz when they went to poppy-land.

It was about decorations. I’ve a welcome mat and a red/white/blue star for July 4 that a neighbor’s grand-daughter, from our kitchen one-step stool proudly hung for us shortly before Independence Day. Usually I’ve the Moose or jingle bells or spring birds hanging on that hook.

I’ve since been forgiven for these transgressions. They were not sins. The only sin is that they let the person who grossly transgressed upon common areas hold them up and then made them tell us we were all guilty. They capitulated so sent us all notices of of our sins of having a welcome mat or July 4th star on the door (with a Command strip, of course, not a nail).

This person is probably still here and holding all of us hostage. This person required notice to all residents that we were all guilty and we were deemed so. That is wrong. I believe we have a right to live our lives with a seasonal door ornament (moose, jingle bells, Independence Day) and door mat to dry boots. My husband hates my moose/bear/evergreen door ornament because it clangs. Oh, well. I have a spring arrangement too…..Cheers, Dee

ps No, I only have four door ornaments. I don’t add, jingle bells are seasonal. Please give neighbors space. I don’t place them on the door at the same time! Dee

Somewhere

over the rainbow… That got me a great apartment years ago. I met the owner and he said he’d already rented it but he would take me to see it. $350 per month.

It had great big windows with fold-out shutters (old school), a one bedroom with hexagonal tiled bath and galley kitchen. I loved it and the first thing I saw was a signed 8X10 of Judy Garland. I said, “Dorothy.” He asked where I worked (his dad was a head state judge, I worked as a young policy wonk for the speaker of the assembly) and I knew instantly that both he and his soon-to-be-former tenant were gay.

I got the place. He just told the other guy it was unavailable. It was wonderful to leave my place into which the wicked witch of the west had entered.

Click my heels three times and guess what? It took a long time to meet my prince but I’ve the greatest husband in the world. In addition, a year after we married we adopted Zoe (Greek for life) and we’ve been together nearly ten years. That’s Zoe. Husband and I for 12. Zoe doesn’t look anything like the flying monkeys.

If anything husband is tin man, who has the greatest heart in the world but is judicious in sharing it. Zoe the dog is Scarecrow, who could use a brain tweak now and then.

Who am I? Dorothy, of course. My aunt just sent me and I framed my husband’s favorite work of art, Dee’s crayon Wizard of Oz with a tiny Dee/Dorothy atop the Cowardly Lion. Yes, I was five. I’d send it but they’ve changed the format and I need to learn it first. BTW, I’m in love with the man who shows brains, heart and courage.

Bluebirds fly, so can I. Dee