Working for a living and about gramma

Hi friends. Firstly, gramma is still not doing well. (Still on the vent with the trach) She was transferred to the rehab hospital in Corinth, TX last Weds night(oh, a week ago). It is about 6 miles from here. Mom's sisters went home to CA last Sat. morning. And our human sister has to be at her home with our kid(her daughter). So it is back to Mom and us. Oh, yeah, and our 2 cousins next door, gramma's 2 chihuahuas. Scooter and I are not allowed to see gramma, so it has been about 6 weeks we figure. We have been working overtime trying to comfort and cheer our mom up.
Also, Mom has been very absent minded, so over the weekend, I had to remind her of some important things.



Uh, Mom, remember when you ran out of this last time?



And you made us this? Well, mom, we don't have any of our food and when I looked, you just had some spaghettios and some bread....


And mom, we are out of these. I know you don't want to forget these.

So, Mom, here is your wallet. We gotta go to some stores.











What? It's empty? Your wallet is empty? OK. Here's your checkbook.







And, to help out, here's some cash from my piggy bank. I have heard all about the economy, so let me help you out.







Here you go. You have to remember my leash!!











Oh yeah. Here's your phone. In case the hospital calls you'll have it.





All in a day's work for a service dog!
(See my hair? The top is pulled back with a rubber band. And I am just about a corded poodle now. This is what happens to my hair when about 6 weeks goes by without a brush, comb, scissors or clippers touches me.)
Hugs
Sunny

ps Jamie here. I am thinking of starting a seperate blog just so I can blow off my feelings about this horrible situation with mom somewhere. If I do, I'll post it and anyone who wants to read about it, can. Love to all of you.