Jernee: A Glimpse

Jernee: staring intently at me while my mom prepares a lunch she cannot have–sloppy joes. Video created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

I have my mom over for the weekend, and this is just a short clip from yesterday, of Jernee intently staring directly at me because she wanted some of what my mom was preparing to eat, which she could NOT have–sloppy joes!

When these two get together, a barrel of laughs is had. Lol. You can hear my mom talking in the background stating something along the lines of, “You keep saying she can’t hear and can’t see” and also, “She wasn’t paying me any kind of attention.”

My mom is a loud talker. Everything she says is at a volume I’d consider NOT being an “inside voice.” I’m certain that’s the blend of the Bronx, New York and West Savannah, Georgia deeply embedded in her upbringing. Lol!

I’m forever “Shushing” her and to no avail. Oh, but she is certainly funny, and Jernee & I enjoy her company from time to time.

She can be a bit much, though. This weekend, however, we are managing not to get on each other’s nerves too badly. So, I’ll take it.

Also, this is my first post using the Jetpack app which WordPress has basically shoved down my throat. Please tell me if the post is generated okay for you on your end.

I’ve also been using the Jetpack reader for about three days. Not bad. Not bad at all, actually. I may end up being a fan.

senior

Pictured Poetry created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

The recommended calming treats, complete with CBD oil, have been ordered for my little monster.

I’m praying, upon their arrival, they will help with her anxiety. She has been keeping me up some nights, and Mommy is not a happy camper about this.

That’s the life of a senior dog parent, though, right? Right.

the chill

a favorite thing: Photo Credit by Tremaine L. Loadholt

when the chill hits at
just the right moment,
I cuddle up with my
old lady, sip on some
peppermint brew, and watch
my favorite animated Christmas
movies.

the crisp air outside can
stay bolted to the night–I’ll
find warmth nestling under
her love.
the phone bleeps, and it’s you.
your dimpled face appears,
and you tell me about something
that had you balled-over from
laughter, and the only thing
I can think of is how
amazing it would be
to be under or over
you, instead.

I lean back, sink into
the pressing of my chair,
and dream of a place where
Christmas lies on your lips
and I am opening you
as my gift, instead.

another favorite thing. The Old Lady, The Little Monster, Jernee Timid Loadholt. Photo Credit by Tremaine L. Loadholt

Drake & Jernee

Guard dogs: Jernee & Drake
Naptime
Waiting for dinner.
Drake, being such a good boy.
Getting ready to head out for a nightly walk.

I am keeping my cousin’s dog, Drake, while they travel for my cousin’s funeral, which is today. It will stream live via YouTube, so I will tune in for it later. I do not do well around crowds now. Social anxiety is probably an understatement. Plus, I just cannot endure funerals.

I’d rather remember Chrissy the way I have her in my mind; lively, full of love and hope, and vibrant. I do not want whatever image the casket will display of her trapped in my mind forever.

These two, though . . . are like Frick & Frack. It’s really quite amazing to watch them interact. Jernee is older by nearly five years, but you would never know it by simply looking at them. I am glad I have their comfort today.

The Life

Jenee Timid, just lazing about.
And again . . . Must be nice.

When all you have to do is sit around and look pretty, I guess you can afford to laze about all day while others take care of you and everything else. Lol.

Jernee takes FULL advantage of everything given to her and of her current status: Loyal Dog and Emotional Support Pet in Charge. Gotta love her!