Itchy, Bitchie, Crash, Bang, Boom

So much has been happening here on our end we don't know where to start.

First Mommy said to thank everyone for their kind comments about her bird pictures. She promises to do a post all about her beautiful Painted Bunting and her new camera lens when she can find a free moment.

I've got my 'welcome to Florida' bacterial infection again. I've got lumps all over my little body and holy guacamole do they itch! We went to the Vet on Monday afternoon and I have to now take antibiotics and steroids for my "condition." I have way more bumps this time than I did last season. Thank goodness Mommy and daddy are really good belly rubbers.

At least this time I don't have to (yet) be bathed with that special shampoo.

Anyways, since I wasn't feeling too well, Mommy said that she was going to stay home with me on Monday night and that Daddy could go play BINGO with their friends Jack and Debbie.

So Daddy drives and they all go out for a nice dinner. On the way from dinner to the BINGO place, Daddy gets rear-ended at a stop light. Apparently the driver in the pick up truck behind Daddy wasn't paying any attention and slammed into the back of our van. Thank goodness everyone for the most part is OK. Daddy and Debbie were shaken up and Jack bit his tongue. Bit his tongue?? What was Jack doing... Licking the dash board? They exhanged info with the other driver and Mommy told them to then report the accident at the Police Station. Thankfully Daddy thought to write down the mans license place number because when Daddy looked at the piece of paper the man handed him, all it had was his first name and a phone number. They were all shaken so badly they didn't even think to take any pictures with their smart phones or get insurance info.

Well, Mommy thanks God that they are fine. That's the important thing!!

 But for the past two days Mommy has had a very hard time getting ahold of the other driver and when she did talk to him, he would NOT provide her with any of his information. He just kept telling Mommy that there was hardly any damage to our van and that he has a friend who has a repair shop that could take care of it. Mommy wasn't buying any of it. Hey, she may have been born at night, but not LAST night!

They took the car to the repair shop this afternoon to talk to them about it. We thought the damage was mostly to the bumper but the repair man pointed out a dent in the tailgate that we didn't even notice. He said that the bumper took the brunt of the hit and that the "impact something" inside the bumper did its job. It could have been so much worse.

So from there they went to speak to their insurance agent.  Before they went in Mommy called the man one more time and low and behold he answered the phone. He has been very invasive and Mommy by this point is pissed. She told him that if he didn't report the accident to his insurance company today she was going to the police to report him as a hit and run.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned!

Well, an hour and a half later his insurance company calls Mommy and said everything will be taken care of for her. Rock on Mommy!

On a different note, Grandpa Bob came home last night and Muffin and I were excited to see him again.

At 7pm we talked to Grandpa to remind him it was time for him to get us our evening treat. But he just kept looking at us like we were aliens. He was ONLY gone 3 weeks, how could he forget that he is our Evening Treat Man. Oh Grandpa Bob....

He said he had a good time but was happy to be back with us again. Uncle Bob said Grandpa was fine the entire time and had no problems at all. Come to find out from Grandpa that wasn't quite true.

Grandpa took a hard nose dive on the floor and is covered in bruises from it. Mommy texted Uncle Bob and said "why didn't you tell me Dad fell." He never replied. Tonight on the phone when Uncle Bob called to talk to Grandpa he said "why did you tell her you fell and got hurt? Now I'm gonna get in trouble. I told you not to tell her." 

Is evesdropping a crime when someones on a speakerphone?

To Uncle Bob we say:

Liar, liar, pants on fire!

Like poor Mommy doesn't have enough stress in her life.... Who ever said save the drama for Mama should be shot!

Thanks for listening to us and allowing us to vent. We love you all for being just the best furends!

We'll see you all Saturday at the Swearing In Ceremony for our new Mayor Madi. It's going to be one wild party afterwards.

And I'd like to give a shout-out to my Kentucky girl Miss Shelle from Simpatico. She's been under the weather (to put it nicely) and we've got our paws crossed for a good outcome on Friday when she sees her Vet Doctor. Love ya girlfriend!

Hugs,
Lily Belle

Doing my best Puddles D. Rainwater impression