Delivered about 20 origami bouquets to one of the oncology coordinators.
Here is the report from her first delivery – I just delivered three of the flowers to the inpatient oncology unit at Littleton. The first lady was so grateful. The second one couldn’t quit smiling. And the third was a very weak, tiny, elderly lady who looked to be of Japanese descent. Her face lit up like sunshine. She had a pillow in her lap so I laid it on the pillow. Later, when I was leaving, I peeked in on her. She was asleep with the flowers in her hand. This morning one of the Radiation Therapists took one to put by the machines so patients could see it when they walked in for treatment. I would say that the first four made the day for a lot of people.
When I asked the ladies who run the oncology infusion centers for ideas for more ways to reach their patients they both shared a wish for some help for critical patients. These patients have been admitted to the hospital and because of compromised immune systems they cannot receive flowers!
My friend Seth is a master origami artist and volunteered to help me make these Bouquets! The butterflies were given to me by another friend Janice.
We hope to bring a little joy!
I wish we could donate these awesome folding boxes Seth make but they take him six hours to create….
The last time I was at the vet it was the emergency vet when my mom came home and my eye was fat.
Yesterday I was at my regular vet for a check up and something called booster shots. I had a lot of fun listening to sounds on the other side of the doorway. I met a standard size poodle and a huge sable colored German Shepard.
Dr. Lindsay commented several times on how muscular I was. Mom told her it was because I was always jumping on my brothers. Dr. said I had good clean teeth, clear eyes and a great coat. She gave me lots of treats in pronounced me healthy!
We have a cousin named Marley who is surrounded by a deep mystery.
Late one evening, it was close to Christmas, our Uncle Den and Auntie Kris returned home from a people outing with friends.
As the opened the door they could hear some not human noises. They crept carefully into their home (we might have done this different). In the center of the entryway floor sat a large crate, the noise was coming from this crate. They slowly approached the crate and peered in. (Does this really seem wise and safe?)
Not to fear! Inside was the cutest puppy ever, our cousin Marley.
That is when the big fight broke out. The deal was no more puppies and they accused each other of bringing a puppy home. (People are not very smart, they were together all evening so a third human had to have brought that puppy into their home.)
Well they couldn’t kick a puppy into the street so they decided to keep him until they could decide what to do with him. One day turned into two, days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and Marley has been there now for years.
Auntie and Uncle never did figure out the giver of Marley had to have a key to the house…. Us dogs can keep a secret and we won’t ever tell.
P.S. Our Mom really had nothing to do with the Marley mystery but because she is our Mom so she does know who the culprit is and has promised not to tell. Don’t keep secrets from your Mom.