Farmer Boy’s Sky crossed the Rainbow Bridge yesterday. She lost her battle with cancer. Run free Sky!

I have done mostly what men do,
And pushed it out of my mind;
But I can’t forget, if I wanted to,
Four-Feet trotting behind.

Day after day, the whole day through–
Wherever my road inclined–
Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’
And trotted along behind.

Now I must go by some other round–
Which I shall never find–
Some where that does not carry the sound
Of Four-Feet trotting behind.

— Rudyard Kipling —

Duffy is a happy boy now! After 7 long years, he has a forever home. You see? There was someone out there for him.

This story was passed around and posted just about everywhere. That is what got him a new home. Websites, blogs, facebooks…you name it. Post the causes that are important to you and somewhere, someone will pass it on. Someone will notice. And in this case, someone did something. They adopted Duffy.

Duffy was with Pet Rescue, Inc. of Miami, Florida.

Rick Martinez, former software developer and manager heard a cry. A cry from a crowd of his friends drinking his homemade sangria. “You should BOTTLE THIS!!”

Well, actually, I’m not sure if it was the roar of the crowds, a dream, or a whisper in his ear. But what I am glad of is that Rick decided to bottle his sangria recipe into Senor Sangria.

It’s a really excellent blend of red wine and fruit. Really delightful. AND I got a happy *buzz* after having a glass.

You can’t miss this one on the shelves. The bottle design really jumps out. Even our Little Princess was impressed with the beautiful bottle.

I bought 4 bottles today. One for us to try, and some for the guys at work who expressed interest in trying Senor Sangria.

Make sure you stop by Rick’s Senor Sangria website and read all about it. It’s available in stores in New York and New Jersey. You can also order it online.

You won’t be disappointed. It’s a delightful drink. No patio should be without it!

Even our boy was curious about it.

Hawk’s boxer pup, DD, crossed the Rainbow Bridge last nite. Run free DD…with Shilo, Nugget, and Pretzel.

While I was in upstate New York with a friend, TV Boy wanted me to buy him Genesee Beer. A case of Genesee Beer and Genesee Cream Ale. Warm…in bottles. Hey, to the average, clueless beer drinker I said “sure".

WELL…liquor stores in New York do NOT sell beer. We went into one place and the guy says “You can buy it at a gas station or at the Rite Aid". Okay…can you direct us to one of those??? He sent us to the Rite Aid.

In the Rite Aid we found it but in cans only. In the back of the store were two men working on the pipes. I decided to ask them where I can get Genesee Beer and Genesse Cream Ale…WARM…IN BOTTLES. This is how the conversation went.

Them: “We don’t work here.”
Me: “Uh, that’s OK because you are men and men would know the answer to this question.”
Them: Looked at each other.
Me: “Where can I find Genesee Beer and Genesee Cream Ale, warm in bottles only.”
Them: “You ladies MUST be from out of town.”

They had no clue. They said our best bet would be to go to the distributor. Looking at our fallen faces, they told us “Look, we work for the city. However, we’ll take you past a place that might have what you need so you can follow us.”

We get into our vehicles and follow these guys to here. Sitting outside for a few minutes wondering if we’ve made the gravest mistake in our lives, we decide to give it a try. We walk into this place filled with these *ZZ TOP types* hanging out and ask the store clerk for Genesee Beer and Cream Ale warm in bottles only. They don’t SELL it in bottles! Only cans. WHY??? “Because", she explains, “You must pay the deposit fee for the bottles and return them. We only special order it for the *Old Timers*. Once they die, we know we don’t have to order it anymore.”

I pounded out TV Boy’s number on my cell…"You are SO IN TROUBLE OVER THIS BEER WE’RE TRYING TO BUY YOU!!!!” I had to go through the whole fiasco about how you CAN’T BUY Genesee Beer and Cream Ale WARM IN BOTTLES ONLY. “Fine. Get it in cans".

Before we left Rite Aid for this little adventure, one of the nice city workers told me to “Go into Rite Aid and get your guy Immodium because after he drinks that stuff he’s gonna have the runs REAL BAD".

I have convienently left out that part.