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About hookershorde

I am a school teacher, animal advocate and rescuer, yogi, and happy!

Being Heidey Hooker by Booker

Welcome Heidey! Since I am the oldest Hooker in our home, I thought I’d give you a little advice on being Hooker. Hooker.  It’s a thing. Not everyone can be one. We are Hooker’s Horde. Mom is not a hoarder. … Continue reading

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MOM-versation about Poop and Driving

ME: Standing in my driveway, holding a roadie that she cannot see since I’m talking to her on the phone.  She wouldn’t even know what a roadie was. STILL ME:  I can’t chat for long; I have to go to … Continue reading

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A Manic MOM-versation

MOM:  Slow down. ME (unloading groceries from the car): What? MOM: Slow down. ME:  This is my speed. MOM: You and Jeff move too fast; it’s not healthy. ME (pausing): What? MOM: It’s not good. Moving that quickly is unhealthy. … Continue reading

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A Visit from Saint Keri

‘Twas the night before my first day of school, when all through the horde, all the creatures were stirring, chewing, and digging. Honey, in all her puppy cuteness, decided to dig while I sipped what I thought would be my … Continue reading

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Another Maltese MOM-versation

The Newsroom RING TONE calls to me from my phone at 9:30 pm. MOM CELL (because she refuses to give up her landline and only calls me on her cell phone because my 435 area code is long distance) appears … Continue reading

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A Maltese MOM-versation

  MOM (holding Betty White on her lap in the car):  Do you have any idea how old she really is? ME:  Dixie thinks 20. We thought she was 15 when she came to live with me. MOM:  Well, I … Continue reading

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A Medical MOM-versation

Most often, a MOM-versation makes me laugh — hard and for a really long time. Growing up, when I whined, “That’s not fair,” my dad asked, “Who said life was fair?” Now I believe that life grows increasingly less fair … Continue reading

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