I will miss sweet Evie forever, had to give her peace as hard as it was/is

Just a few weeks ago, Lauren said that Evie was living her best life. She could go down the patio stairs and get near the water and see all the birds and turtles.

Evie, our beloved Lab, only 7, was put to sleep on Dec. 1. She had liver cancer, just like that. Just wasn’t eating yesterday or Thanksgiving evening. This was a dog that licked the dishes as I put them in the washer. She was very lethargic. They said it was in the worst operable spot and had no guarantee she would make it if taken to Baton Rouge or Dallas. Nothing could be done here.

She was affectionately known as E, Evie Lou, E Dog, Beaut E, Prett E, Health E, Lovel E, Little E, Ever with a long E, Easter. Girl Whirl. My protector. She never failed to wait at the door for me. Never. Far and away my best friend. I deserted several “friends” recently, but she remained. She was jealous if anyone else got attention.

She loved the water sprinkler and going for walks. She snuggled at my feet and was always under me in the kitchen. She watched church with me and loved going to the War Room. I prayed and prayed for good medical news when I left you for tests. I now wish I had knelt or played Christian music with you. You were so tough the last few days, and so tender hearted. She always came when I said let’s go puzzle or sit on your towel. She knew minutes on a clock when it was time to eat and we did a countdown. You made bubble sounds when you had a dream. You knew the words Get In Your House. She would fetch her ball but not put it in my hand. I guess she wanted the attention on her. She liked Lala’s plush giraffe and pull toys. Lela liked to "circle" more than she did.

You were the best big sister to Lela, who shadowed you. We were a train. Peep Peep and E! You behind me and her behind you. You even followed me into the bathroom. I loved every millimeter of you, from the tip of your tail to your whiskers. From your toenails to your ears.

I had so much more for our bucket list. I am tremendously sad and this so-called strong, unemotional grief "expert" is not working for me. Should I have given you more priority in looking back? Sure, I could have been more present. I'm sorry I wasn't home 24/7, but I love to work, too.

Love, your mommy, who is now trying to be the person you think I was

She’s got some cute baby pictures and some with David, of course, but I just can’t right now. We drove to Kansas to get her and she tooted the worst smell on the way back, that little puppy. I won't be going to some places the next few days. No need to call me. This is why.

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#otherdogsatecadillacandfurniture

#shedder #wouldgiveanythingnowtomop

JFK Conference 2025

 Always a pleasure to see my friend Judyth Vary Baker, a hero, in the JFK assassination case. Her IQ is 160 and she has been abused, exiled, haunted and threatened, the latest a few days ago. Dr. Ochsner had her work on mutated cancer cells that were to kill Castro, but not to her knowledge. Think about how some of the monkeys in research are re-wilded to places such as Haiti, said a woman who highlighted Judyth’s work recently.

One guy started his speech saying he didn’t realize he got a ham sandwich instead of a turkey until he sat down. They were mislabeled. If there are messed up ham and turkey sandwiches, that’s minor to this big messup of the JFK case. Interesting intro, and true.

Why weren’t the box car tramps investigated more thoroughly and why did the police who dealt with them all have different stories? They really didn’t retrieve evidence or prints.

Why were some photos missing of a guy’s film development or did I misunderstand? Did all film developers in Dallas have to pull Kennedy pics? Lynn Berry, a student in mortuary school at the time, said a man with a machine gun and a trench coat bumped into him on the corner of Elm and Record. Of the 24 photos on his roll developed at Walgreens, 21 were returned, but no negatives. The ones not returned were a picture from the curb towards the bullet mark and fence that he saw from Elm Street looking to the TSBD. The angle implies a NW to SE shot from the fence. Apparently there were notes in developed film to call the FBI if you caught something. Cremation is 80 percent of funeral home business now, he said, having gotten his degree and entering the family business.

The Badge Man is a figure that is purportedly present within Mary Moorman's photograph of the assassination. The Badge Man has been described as a person wearing a police uniform. Moorman was standing on grass about 2 feet south of the south curb of Elm Street directly across from the grassy knoll and the North Pergola concrete structure.

Casey Quinlan bought a mannequin in Hobby Lobby for research. One he saw was a woman and he was fondling the chest to figure out how to make it a man when the sales clerk walked up. Awkward. He said the case involves military fraud, the FBI, LBJ, CIA, the Pentagon and the Joint Chiefs. He called it a highly sophisticated plot. Also so many bit players.

I don’t talk a lot about Ochsner because I value the hospital, but he had mob connections, they said.

Landmines are covering infrastructure. That’s a good way of putting this. The fake Oswald visiting Bolton Ford in NOLA. There was a bunker in Dallas? Could a glass shard have caused some of JFK’s injuries?

Gov. John Connally’s nurse is still alive. Go interview her again. Ruth Paine died this year. You can find the staff at Parkland and some of the charges. The media was in the seventh car, not up close like usual.

They had someone do the Dealey Plaza presentation in Spanish. Ugh.

Rep. Luna is really on top of the records releases.

As Judyth said, this is all a bad fairy tale.