I keep going back and reading more of this thread. It's absolutely addictive, and I don't own a chicken! No wonder she loved it so much. You guys are a hoot! Brie
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Hi folks. Brie here. Therapydoglady called us all in this morning, as well as her attorney. Said if she gave the boys, one or both, power of attorney, then they could sign the final papers on the sale of the house and land, and she could see no other reason to hang around. Her attorney, semi-retired and a close friend, brought the papers at lunch, and all were signed and notarized by the hospital notary. We all had lunch together, she gave kisses all around and asked for a pain shot for the first time around 2:00 p.m. She stopped breathing at 4:59 p.m.
In death, as in life, she didn't mess around much. Before she had cancer, she had labled herself as the "Queen of Procrastination." But since I've known her, she was a ball of fire and got things done. We'll miss her so much, but we will remember her Joyfully, and you all should too!
Note:While sitting in her office, I noticed a row of 1" binders on her bookshelf. It was no less than 12 volumes of poetry she'd written. Each volume has about 50 poems in them. Everything from cowboy poetry, to poems about people, poems about animals, and even poems about chickens! And then there are about 10 volumes of short stories, some published, some not even proof read, but the ones I did read are great for kids. Who knew?
Hi folks. Brie here. Therapydoglady called us all in this morning, as well as her attorney. Said if she gave the boys, one or both, power of attorney, then they could sign the final papers on the sale of the house and land, and she could see no other reason to hang around. Her attorney, semi-retired and a close friend, brought the papers at lunch, and all were signed and notarized by the hospital notary. We all had lunch together, she gave kisses all around and asked for a pain shot for the first time around 2:00 p.m. She stopped breathing at 4:59 p.m.
In death, as in life, she didn't mess around much. Before she had cancer, she had labled herself as the "Queen of Procrastination." But since I've known her, she was a ball of fire and got things done. We'll miss her so much, but we will remember her Joyfully, and you all should too!
Note:While sitting in her office, I noticed a row of 1" binders on her bookshelf. It was no less than 12 volumes of poetry she'd written. Each volume has about 50 poems in them. Everything from cowboy poetry, to poems about people, poems about animals, and even poems about chickens! And then there are about 10 volumes of short stories, some published, some not even proof read, but the ones I did read are great for kids. Who knew?
I keep going back and reading more of this thread. It's absolutely addictive, and I don't own a chicken! No wonder she loved it so much. You guys are a hoot! Brie
Brie, if you read this thread all the way through you will probably wind up with chickens by the time you are done. Be forewarned!I keep going back and reading more of this thread. It's absolutely addictive, and I don't own a chicken! No wonder she loved it so much. You guys are a hoot! Brie
Hi folks. Brie here. Therapydoglady called us all in this morning, as well as her attorney. Said if she gave the boys, one or both, power of attorney, then they could sign the final papers on the sale of the house and land, and she could see no other reason to hang around. Her attorney, semi-retired and a close friend, brought the papers at lunch, and all were signed and notarized by the hospital notary. We all had lunch together, she gave kisses all around and asked for a pain shot for the first time around 2:00 p.m. She stopped breathing at 4:59 p.m.
In death, as in life, she didn't mess around much. Before she had cancer, she had labled herself as the "Queen of Procrastination." But since I've known her, she was a ball of fire and got things done. We'll miss her so much, but we will remember her Joyfully, and you all should too!
Note:While sitting in her office, I noticed a row of 1" binders on her bookshelf. It was no less than 12 volumes of poetry she'd written. Each volume has about 50 poems in them. Everything from cowboy poetry, to poems about people, poems about animals, and even poems about chickens! And then there are about 10 volumes of short stories, some published, some not even proof read, but the ones I did read are great for kids. Who knew?