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See this big box? Somebean sent Ant Ree some purresents for the baby beans she takes care of and she let us keep the box cos we like it better than the baby clothes. Ushully it's upside down and one of us goes inside and pokes owr paw out the little window hole or we sit on top and play that way. It's lots of fun!
Look what mom fownd in a catalog. Sure wish we had had it in time for the peace globe, but we think it's byootiful ennyways.
Buddy had even more of his furrs shaved off wen he had to have an "ultrasownd" torcher on his tummy to see wy he was having trouble going pee. It took a reeeeeely long time for all his furrs to grow bak.


Member how I sed mom was going home to owr howse in Charlotte to pak up more stuff? On the way she went to a store calld Garden Ridge that has crafty stuff that she buys to make things wif, pillows, towels, all kinds of stuff that beans need. But rite now they have all Chrissmuss things all ofur the store and she fownd these furry scary looking Vishus Deers!

It is furry rainy and yucky owtside and all the windows are closed and we can't get enny fresh air. I kind of miss Finny, efen tho mom sez he is having a nise visit wif Granma and Grampa and Iz and Lili. Sometimes I will play a little bit wif Cuzzin Grady, he's not an orinch punk like Sully was. Oh! Guess wat? Mom wented to visit Sully one nite! His new fambly is rite down the street from ware Ant Ree lives and his fambly went away so mom and Ant Ree went to feed him. Mom sez he is furry happy there and he has two little girl beans to play wif and lots of toys and things. 

Grady and Gilmore sitting owtside mom's room keeping me prizner so I can't leave!
Just a few days ago, owr good frend Timothy Dickens(shown heer having a grate time at the St. Patty's/Finny's Birfday Party), got TRAPPED in his own loo! He was in ther for a furry furry long time and he allmost starved to def and was thirsty but he was brave and maded lots of noise and finely his mom bean resskewed him after a wile.After a wile my paws got tired of pownding and my voice got tired of yelling "let me owwww owwwwwt" so I sleeped some more. So I did that all day long - slept and pownded and yelled and slept and powndded and yelled. And then I slept some more and pownded and yelled some more but still no one came to resskew me.
Finely, it was furry late and I herd Grady and Gilmore go running downstares saying "Ant Nora's home! Ant Nora's home - that means supper time, yay for stinky goodness!!" and I knew my own mom wood come and let me owt soon.
I herd mom saying "ware's Buddy?" over and over and I kept saying I was in Ant Ree's closit but I guess my voice was so week from starving all day that she coodn't heer me! She even wented owtside becos she thot maybe I skaped wen Ant Ree went to werk. Finely at last she came upstares and Grady ran over by the closit dore and sed "Buddy's in there!!" and even tho she din't unnerstand him, she opend the dore and I was so glad!! I ran owt of there and ran downstares to get some foods.
Wen Ant Ree came home she was furry sorry that she lokked me in the closit and gave me treets and petted me so I furgave her. Cos reely she's furry nise to me.
But, all poodins beware of closit dores and loo dores and don't get trappd in them. You prolly shood put some of yore toys by all the dores in yore howse so they won't close and trap innosint cats in little tiny rooms wifowt food or waters.
Grrrrr...how come stoopid blogger sez the pix are uploded but there not reely? I had pix of me and of Cuzzin Grady too.

Then on Toosday wen mom got bak to werk, she had an email that said she got the reel transfer to werk in the Raleigh warehowse so now we can moove to Durhm!!! Yay! See the other transfer din't werk becos the big bosses deesided to move the jobs (but not the beans) to Serrycuse. The only bad fing abowt this is that mom starts werking there tomorro but me and Buddy can't go wif her rite now. We has to stay and guard the howse during the week and mom will come bak on the weekend. Mom's frend Miss Lisa and owr good Soo Bean will come and visit us and feed us and brush us. Mom keeps hugging us and petting us and saying she will miss us furry much. We'll miss you too, mom.
Yesterday was Miss Ramona's Walk for the Animals! Keep an eye on her blog for a full report and pikchers.
Our speshul thanks to our sponsers who made a donation to the Conway Area Humane Society to help out the kitties (and even droolers) who need medical help befor they can go home to their furever famlies.
Our sponsers - The Meezers, Sanjee, Karen Jo and Robyn (Sanjee/Boni/Mini/Pepi/Gree's mom) who makes byooooootiful joolries for beans. Owr mom is trying to make stuff like that but she's not furry good yet.
Thank you!!
This little blurpy thing came to visit us yesterday! He only went "blurp" one time and mom and Miss Lisa went Yayyyy! We don't kno wy. He was kind of nise and mom sed he smelld reely good. He tryd to wiggle up to me to grab my tale but he coodn't kwite get there.
Bye for now!
--Finny & Buddy
The 2,996 project is all about honoring and celebrating the lives of those innocent people who were murdered on Sept. 11, 2001.John Paolillo was a Battalion Chief with the NY Fire Dept. - killed in the collapse of the North Tower. But more importantly, John was a loving father, brother, son, uncle and a friend to all.

John lived next door to my sister Marjie in Glen Head, NY. I met John once or twice "over the fence" - saying hi, borrowing sugar, neighborhood get-togethers, that kind of thing. The main thing I remember about him is that he would always be out playing in the yard with his kids Jake and Ella anytime I visited. John was very devoted to his kids, his wife, his mom Elizabeth, brother Joe, sister Sheila and their families.
John was a great athlete who loved to run, bicycle and swim - he competed in triathlons on a regular basis and enjoyed sharing his training philosophy with others. He helped Marjie with her cycling when she was getting ready for the MS 150 Bike Tour and an amateur team triathlon that she took part in. Marjie said John didn't understand the kind of mental blocks that held her back from getting up a hill - he just charged on up, knowing he could do it! The first time Marjie went riding after John's death, she took on the toughest hill in town - and made it up for the first time ever -- because she knew that John was there with her, helping her up the hill with a strong hand on her back.
A few months after John's death, his brother Joe, Joe's wife Josephine, friends Gina and Bob, as well as Marjie and her husband Chip, came together with the idea to hold an event that would not only raise money for a scholarship fund at the local high school, but more importantly, honor John's love of life and athleticism.
The Fifth Annual John Paolillo Scholarship Fund Memorial 5K race/fundraiser will be held this Saturday, Sept. 9 at the Glenwood Landing Fire Station. Hundreds of local friends and families, as well as firefighters from John's old stations in Manhattan and Brooklyn, will run or walk the route that includes one tough hill, some beautiful scenery, the high school cheerleaders and athletic teams, water stops, and lots of fun.
The commemorative T-shirt from the event demands to know "Did you give it your all?", a question that echoes with John's friends and family. When I attended the 5K in 2003, Joe told the story of going running with John one time and feeling that he could have done better. "Did you give it your all? Did you try so hard you threw up after?" asked John. "Well, yeah," answered Joe. "That's all you can ask of yourself," said John.
More than anything, the Run for Heroes is a celebration that brings together a community and helps to remember a wonderful man who was always ready to help others before himself. John Paolillo was an honorable man who will never be forgotten, nor should the rest of the victims of that terrible day.
Call your family, your friends - all the people that you hold dear - and tell them you love them, spend some time with them and whatever you do, remember to always "Give it your all!"






Miss Ramona of Caturday (isn't she byootiful?) has a furry big heart and a real wish to give back to the community. Because she was rescued by some nise beans and taken furry good care of at a shelter, she wants to help the cats (and even droolers) at the Conway Area Humane Society shelter where her beans volunteer.
Finny was reskewed by some good beans and was in a shelter called SAFE Haven for Cats in Raleigh, Norf Carolina and that's where mom met him and they dopted each other. I am furry lucky that I never lived in a shelter - mom adopted me from my bean before they could send me to a shelter. 
So, in honor of Miss Ramona and espeshly our little sisfur Daisy, Finny and I sed we would help Miss Ramona! Daisy came from a shelter ware they didn't take the bestest care of the animals and they din't realize she was sick. So she came to live wif mom and Finny and not long after that, she became furry sick and had to go to the Rainbow Bridge. You can go to mine and Finny's page to make a donation that will help the animals at the Conway Humane Society.
We hope that all of you other poodins and buns and woofies will start telling about the good beans and groups that are helping animals in yore communities too. That way, we can all help wenever we can, either with money or messages or by spreding the word and befor you know it, all animals will have good homes and be healthy and live long lives!
Thank you Sammy, Miles & Meezer Family for sponsoring us already!
Thank you!!!
--Finny & Buddy