Live long and Prosper

Blood for blood

Today as I was running on the beach with Roxy I was contemplating family.
Bones and I as you know are bastards. I don't mean that in the colloquial sense as much as I mean it in the literal.

For some reason, be it fate or just the random chaos of the maelstrom of the universe our paths crossed. Any of my fans know these
last few months have been a gift for both of us. I was supposed to die or go insane and yet here I still am by his side and he by mine.

Bones never knew his real folks, his biological pack. Neither did I. Anyway he has always yearned for some blood connection to something. We both know just because you are brother or sister or siblings does not mean you will necessary  get along.

But the chances are good you will get along. Of course siblings fight and siblings argue but to look into someones eyes and know that the history of that tribe runs through you is powerful. When Bones had his cubs he at last knew what this blood line meant. Real family, flesh of flesh bone of bone, there is nothing like it  and to have a brother or sister seemed to Bones to be proof of the brotherhood of man.

Now bones has a grandchild. His name is Ollie and when bones looks into Ollie's eyes he feels the connection he knows the blood of his ancestors run through this little mans veins. 

When bones looks in his sons eyes he sees himself in both of them. This is the light within caring about someone more than you care about yourself.
We have come a long way this human and I we are now family. It is a bonus that Jesse happened to have his life collide with Roxy.

Fate coincidence manifest dynasty, there are no accidents. Were we here before, have we all known each other for ever? Is there reincarnation?


This bones knows.

I am a mystic I am a shaman I am a magic man I have made it here for a reason.

Bones  boys' amaze him  they are his  blood.
I have searched for that feeling all my life and through my boys I see it is real.

I now look at my grandchild and see my blood in him, it is real.

I wish I knew my real people but I carry there blood with me they were magic mystic poet spirit guides and their blood flows on.

Sometimes I let Bones riff on. To all that let me add I know that Bones has been accused of being a wolf. People thought that was an insult of some sort.
I think Bones and I are descended from the same wolf pack.

Love your family blood for blood bone on bone.

CASH FARGO BELLINGER
Cash Fargo Bellinger

Don't let the sun go down on me

Damn I thought I had kicked some fungus ass. Blood coming out my nose again

I tried to hide it from Bones. I have been licking up all the evidence so no one knew.

I do not want to go back to square one and get probed and poked. Turns out that is actually not a recourse at this stage anyway. 

I love where I am I like being loved and I have a great bunch of energy around me.

Just know if these are the end days I love you all so much and appreciate everything everyone has done to get me this far.

If my Brain starts to go remember me for who I was. Fight the good fight  love each other for who you are not what you think the other person should be.

Get over the past, life is fleeting take my word for it. I packed in a lot in the last 2 and a half years.

Megan Jesse Susan Joni and Deb I am glad you were all lucky enough to know me .

Thats right you heard me sure I am lucky to know you guys, but as the sticker on Bones car says: 

Who saved who?

 I saved Bones thats who. The bitter sweet and short time we have had together so far has made an incredible impact on a lot of people.

You humans have found out what you are made from because of me.

I know what I am made of.

 I fought this crap for a long time before you guys came along.

Is there a reason for life? Yes, the reason is to help each other through. 

Roxy I love you.

Kalani,  keala,  Lillie:  I know you are amazed by me and rightfully so. I am amazing.

Bones what can I say? When you lost Alli and Roxy sucked in her last breath I know you were beat down. No more dogs you said no more pain.

Hah you did not count on Megan did you?

 No choice my amigo  for some reason we are joined you and I. Kindred spirits 

I hope you take the love I have shared and use it wisely.

David and Capricabell you shorties are the best, so much fun playing with you guys. I hope all your dreams come true and all your prayers get answered.

All this said I may be premature in my post and if you pray please pray this is not the end of the Cash Fargo Bellinger chronicles.  

Roxy I want you nearby when and if the time comes my last breath is yours.

From the mountains to the sea to the Valley. Love from

Cash Fargo Bellinger

Get Shortie

Its been a while Hows it going out there in the real world? 

Me I am living on borrowed time. Tell you what, I have found out one big thing.

I love kids and they love me.

I think I have mentioned Capricabell and David, they are Joni's nephew and niece. 

Henceforth all puppy humans will be referred to as shorties.

So the shorties stop by usually once a day. sometimes they stop by just to see me. 

I hear them calling from the front yard " is Cash home"? Can Cash come out to play?

The beauty of shorties is they have not learned to lie. The grownups have very convoluted relationships based on things you can and can not say to certain members of the tribe.

Shorties have something to share with me, unconditional love.

Just like the love I share with my tribe of humans pure and simple.

I wish all of you people could retain that as you grow older.

This week was very special for Bones. He had a visit from down-under. OK I don't really know what that means but a very old and dear friend of his was coming to see him after 15 years. That mind you is a lifetime to my kind.

The cool thing was I got to hang with Bones and his pal Pecker. Yea I know don't ask I think it may be a nickname. Pecker spent a night and Joni fed him and Bones another amazing meal.

Mike ( his real name) is another respected elder of this tribe.

He was cool this Pecker person, we went to see Ollie Bones kids shortie, Marsha was there and Pecker was glad to see her. It turns out Marsha and Pecker and Bones lived together a long tome ago like 2 life times. 

Ollie is such a shortie he cant make the noises that the big people make yet. Talking is the noise I speak of. Ollie does make his own sounds though and everything he does amazes Bones.

We went to the park and Ollie crawled about 20 feet just to touch me and look in my eyes. I dig him he digs me.

Also this week Bones played the stuff he calls music with his band. 

He had a drummer drive all the way from somewhere called Idaho to play with him. 

His name is Dayle.

 Dayle spent a couple of nights at our house. 

The really neat thing was Joni cooked a huge meal and Meg and Susan and Jesse were all here too.

 Of course  Roxy was also part of the party. Dayle got to meet the people ranking very high in this tribe. 

He is now a respected elder of this tribe.

We have a new routine Jesse is teaching shorties now so 3 days a week Roxy and I hang out together.

I am having kind of a rough week. I am snarfing and coughing so it is time for another dose of the stuff that seems to be helping kill the fungus in my head.

Please try to be more like the shorties.

Love and hugs from the seaside to the valley to the mountains. 

Cash Fargo Bellinger

Friendis Deny-us

You can still be loyal and not have to agree.

Thats the beauty of being a human you can reason things out.

Even if you disagree and you truly love each other It doesn't need to be that big of a problem 

It doesn't need to be that big of a problem because a true friend remains loyal even through

conflicting  view points. 

Dogs of my forefathers get your acts together. 

Friends don't de-friend friends;

Any way back at the park: There I am with Roxy and Megan and bones and here comes the new park maintenance guy.

 How do I know this? I know this because I am the alpha at this park. I have been here consistent for the 2 Years Bones has had me. 

So this guy is new I can smell it on him.

 I saunter over intending to give him a sniff and yes maybe mad dog him a little. 

The guy was small for a human, bigger than me but small, so I get close and he freaks which freaks me so I nip him. It was not even hard enough to tear his pants. but he is mad.

 He yells vicious dog vicious dog, now Bones freaks jumps up and ask to see the guys bite.

 Bones observes that not only are his jeans intact but also his skin is not broken.

 Broken skin weird phrase:

Any way the guy is gonna call the cops on me.

 Bones is in the guys face when it dawns on him if the cops come they may taser me Bones or both of us.

 If they taser me it may either kill the fungus or put it on a rampage, if they taser bones it will probably hurt like heck.

 Neither option is pleasant. The guy says "I am the new gardner I work for the association I have the power you can never return."

So I de-friended him. 

Wow that does sound silly and juvenile like high school.

Have I mentioned I make friends easily?

Work it out

 Talk it through 

compromise. 

I have news for you guys the number of friends you get in this life is not infinite.

How many times must I tell you?

 Cherish your friends.

Hugs from the mountains to the sea.

CASH FARGO BELLINGER

Furry Flurry

I Talked about relationships  once, or at least I think I did.

Let me refresh my memory. If I am indeed correct I postulated: Everything that involves an interaction between 2 human beings is a relation ship.

Say for instance I meet a new dog in the park. I initiate the relationship by asserting my dominance. I am an alpha male. if I see you I own you. 

Well thats it in theory anyway. I wish it were that simple.

The honest brutal truth us you have to compromise sometimes.

In  a group of dogs there is always one dog that wants to run the show. That is me.

 I am Cash king of the hill.  

Don't get me worng I have been knocked down and challenged. But the nature of an alpha is to get up again.

So listen up. I am not laying down for anything.  Every day is a happening.

 Sweet and tender like happenings often are.

Bones is my alpha he has my back and I have his. Although lately he seems a might jealous of me. Bones new house and hence my new house is filled with more than meets the eye.

The front yard is like another time zone, like a tropical desert. 

Weird I just flashed about the last chronicle and the desert reference. Inside there is a lot of love and a lot of energy. big energy and 2 big hot bitches of my own species.

 A really neat desert and there are little kids that come around. 

You know what I think?  I like Bones as my Alpha because I trust him to try to administer the distribution of my time in as fair a fashion as possible.

I am speaking not of monitory matters but matters of the soul. My soul needs to feed on love.

Thank you lord there is so much love,some old some new some very new.

It is all love and I must admit I love the strength it gives me.

Listen between you and me I have a way with women. They love me they want to touch me. 

Bones gets to eat watch tv and poop and pee in the toilet. He is such a simple man. Most of all he gets to be himself. True that is not always a good thing but it is always a good thing for me.

Any way he thinks I should spend time with all the members of my inner circle human and otherwise. 

Bones hates to leave my side. He is codependent. Also the unspoken truth looms as a dark cloud about to burst with blood.

How much time do I get? We all have an expration date.

Bones has figured out what he thinks is equitable as far as time with me goes.

I trust him. I hope you in the inner core do also. My family is large and it has grown significantly in a short period. 

Make the most out of every thing.

Hug the creature next to you.  

From the mountains to the sea keep it real.   

Cash Fargo Bellinger

Fourth of July Radiation Treatment

Warning this has not been edited. This is number one in a 4 series post to bring you apes up to date.

“Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.” 

― Dalai Lama XIV

By now all of my fans know about my disease. Really I guess it is more like I have travelers inside my head. I am a vehicle for these gdamn aspergelosis fungi.

Man the hoops I have jumped through to try and get some treatment. I want them dead NOW!

Any way forth of July Megan had a very ambitious goal.

 Her desire was to have a typical back yard BarBq with immediate and slightly extended family.

 If all went according to plan it would have been some thing like this:

 A nearly, but not quite, but maybe never divorced couple.

 A contentious couple in the throws of a bitter break up.

 An intelligent dog blogger with aliens in his head.

 The bickering bickersons, and Roxy the incorrigible nipper.

I may not have much time left.

 There is no doubt I was sent here to to teach some lessons.

 Lessons about letting go, lessons about holding on and lessons about holding dear what is truly meaningfull.

I was abandoned at birth Bones was abandoned at birth.

 Coincidence? I think not.

 I was found wandering the desert when I was 2. Bones was saved from wandering a metaphorical dessert at 12.

 Coincidence? I think not. Bones and I now have the same human family around us.

We also have the same animal family to love us. I am here to help you to love each other and yourself.

The fourth didn't work out entirely as Meg planned but it worked out just as it was meant too.

It was Meg, Jesse. Matt ( Meg's brother ) Susan and Deb and Bones.

 Of course Roxy And I were also presiding  There was a lot of underling emotions running through this gathering.

 Just the fact that Bones and Deb are now apart is pretty much of a huge difference to begin with.

It was good to see that some of my teachings were being put to use. Every one got along and one thing was certain.

 I am the glue that holds this group together.

Susan sent Jess out to buy a new barbecue. He doesn't get to cook on the grill as much as he would like so this was not a task but a pleasure.

Susan made an ice cream  cake for Megs 30th a birthday she seems to be milking by the way

When the night was over I went to spend the night With Deb in Solvang.

 As it stands I am a Child of divorce and my time is split between the valley where I hang with my cat pals, and the beach zone where I hang with Roxy, Lillie and my 2 new roomies Kalani and  and bino. 

I love to try to ride Kalani, Bones calls it humping.

Joni, Kalanis and Binos mom has welcomed me with open arms. That is for the future post.

 Let it be known all this love from all these people is like medicine for me.

This may be my last 4th of July. 

If so please please remember my message.

 Love each other:

 Wish the best for each other and never for get the short time you got to spend with me.

 It was the best 2 years of my life. Remember 2 years is a long time to a dog.

 If you people don't spread the love,  remember that your petty human bickering does nothing to solve any problems, that jealousy and greed are not only wrong but the source of anxiety and stress, then my time was wasted.

 Don't waste my time!

Doggy lama

Hugs from the valley to the sea.

 I have spread my message from Ojai to Solvang to Carpinteria;

 I hope to be around for a while so I can keep an eye on my students. 

Take this love and spread it do not be afraid to live.

 ( Turns out the month just got better more to follow) Hugs from Cash Fargo Bellinger-Deyette

Every Dog Needs A Human

I have several.

It's all happening so fast. Things have changed. I know it.

Deb and Bones have something different going on. I hope it's not because of my problem, my infection.

My nemesis.

This insidious fungus that is eating my brain. Boy I wish I could do a humungous farmer sneeze and blow these organisms out of my nose and then light them on fire and kill them.

There is sadness—anxiousness—lots of love for me and the knowledge that tomorrow we go to the doctor and find out if I can be operated on.

Yes I am between a rock and a hard place. The decease (uh-oh: Freudian slip? disease, I meant) is killing me but the hope is it has not eaten too much of my bone and they can open me up and scrape my head.

Frankendog. FrankenCash.

After a combined effort on all fronts by all my humans equally and with as much love as humans can give enough money has been raised to start the pain. The pain that will  hopefully end this miserable, alien-like snot in my head.

We dogs by the way have the capacity to love like 10. Ten humans that is: think about it.

Our smell is 4000 times better, our hearing puts yours to shame. What's to say we don't have that much more capacity to love?

On that note let me tell you what a badass lover I am. I don't just have one or two humans like most people. I have 5 humans all of which love me so much that we may save my ass.

Of course once more think about it. It takes 5 humans to love me and 1 me to love them back.

I love you guys and all 5 of you know it.

Susan: You touch me mysteriously and I like it. You have been there since the beginning of my second life and if I get my third chance you are not going to believe how jazzed I will be to see you when I wake up from this nightmare.

Megan: You made this happen. You brought me Roxy, you brought me Bones. You did not take no for an answer the first time through this and you do not take no for an answer now.

You are the mast of this ship sailing on bumpy seas. I love you.

Jesse zen master, without you Bones would be a wreck.

It is weird that the puppy would grow up to be the mentor. Perhaps with humans it is thus. Bones is crying right now while I write this. After he talks to you Jesse he seems calmer. I guess you are the compass that helps him find true north.

Dan I know full well what it means to Bones when you call him or text him. He loves it and he loves your puppy. Thank you for loving him and me.

Debra Debra Debra. You took me in I pooped on your floor, I didn't mean to and I never did it again. You didn't care, you didn't get mad.

You and I had formed a bond before the accident so the transition from dog of a friend to loving each other was smoother. Thank you for tending to me when Bones could not he is forever grateful for that. Though once again how lucky were you to get to know Cash the smartest damn dog ever?

Oops. Tooting my own horn again.

Seriously though Deb you are a huge part of my rebirth, I love you. Whatever goes on with you and Bones you are my mom there's no way you get off the hook. I love you forever and remember I can love you two equally.

All you people that helped on my site to raise funds:

Thank you and as I have said I will fight the good fight and if I do this I will come give each of you a slobbery kiss. 

Also I will let you touch my scars.

Hugs from the Valley tonight.

Cash Fargo Bellinger

Don't let the sun go down on me

Cant believe it as you all know from my doggy beg site I have those fungus in my head again. I guess they hang out dormant and rear their little brain eating heads when they want some chow. I watched a zombie movie with Bones and these entities seem similar in agenda. Brains eat yum.

I wish Bones would stop crying at the weirdest times, like now.

This totally sucks I have so much love to give and so many people counting on me.  Meg, Jesse. Susan. Deb, Bones.

Think about JuJu she is like my goat. Race horses often have a goat that hangs with them as a companion. I think it is to calm them down and also the horse knows they can trust this friend implicitly.

.Of course there is Roxy my queen.  Roxy watched the light go out in Allis eyes when it was time for her to go. Meg Jess and Bones were in the room. Roxy said it was heavy. 

I want to live I want to love I want a chance at the things to come.

Energy is shifting in Debs house something is afoot. I do know no matter what happens every one loves me and is pulling for the chance at this brutal operation that will save my life.

So I hate to burden you fine folk but if you can find it in your hearts to donate what ever is comfortable boy would I appreciate it. The link is on Bones Facebook page and I will include it below.

This journey should be just beginning.

When Roxy and I hang out for the day the inevitable end to our activities is meeting Jesse so Roxy can go to her home.

When she leaves in her truck I stand up in my van at the back window and watch her drive off until she gets real small and vanishes. 

Metaphorically  I would hate for Roxy to have to stand up at her window and watch my spirit grow smaller and vanish. 

If or when we pull this off I will track each of you down and do my circle dance of joy. I may have a new scar on my face but you will recognize me, I will be the one spreading joy and love. 

Hugs from the Valley to the ocean. 

Don't let your love grow small and disappear.

Cash Fargo Bellinger       http://www.giveforward.com/friendsforcash

The Good The Bad The Ugly

The good is: I am still alive.

 The bad is: The damn fungus are back inside my head.

 The ugly is: Murphy went on to his just rewards.

 Murphy the leader of the house was not feeling well his last nights on this plane. 

      Deb could tell the end was approaching and her mood reflected it. Murph and I had known each other about a year and a half, not long in hairless ape years but a long time in dog or cat time. 

        I didn't know Murph in his prime but I heard tales of his laughing dance and his loyalty to his mom  Deb, who is now my mom. 

   Murphy had those puss and boots eyes he would dilate as big as moons, he could hypnotize you with those eyes.

  He let me in his house he let me play with him he swatted me gently and I grew to love him. I feel privileged to have known him.

    He had a rough last few years as did I as did bones. At one point bones was flat on his back unable to move, I was on anti fungal meds and Murphy had bad kidneys and deb had to hydrate him with a drip bag. Sounds pretty pathetic but in the process we bounded.

   I was closer to Murphy than bones was but bones got to hear the incredible murphy purr at night. 

Murph would lie next to deb and sent out the most incredible sound.

More a mantra than a purr you could feel the air being pushed by its tone it was loud but so reassuring to hear like he had tuned it just for debs consciousness to calm her at night so she could sleep.
  At the end Murphy developed a very loud howl at night, hopefully it wasn't from pain. I choose to believe it was his way of leaving some directions for JUJU and Purcy on how to carry on with the job at hand. 

So murph here's to you so glad I knew you so sad your gone.

 Long live king Murphy.  


Tomorrow:  The rise of the Weeze.


 Hugs from The Valley    Cash Fargo Bellinger


Each day is a gift somedays its just harder to open the present.

Rescue Please

"Can you imagine forcing your pet dog to live his or her entire life in a small wire cage with no human companionship, toys or comfort, and little hope of ever becoming part of a family? That is what life is like for a puppy mill breeding dog."

Its not all black and white There is a big controversy between people that rescue dogs and  cats and people that purchase their furry friends from a breeder.

The situation has reached a breaking point lots of my 4 legged friends are being put down or just simply never get a chance at life.

The deal is there are a lot of animals waiting at shelters and humane societies for some one to rescue them.

"Purchasing said animals perpetuates a demand, which in turn creates the supply. A store-bought animal is never a rescue."

That being said I think the animals in question should not be held accountable. They are still innocent of the crimes of humans. 

I stand with my rescued brothers and sisters but I have sympathy for the ones who have been purchased. They also are pretty lucky to have made it this far.

What really sucks is a lot of these animals end up in shelters after some stupid human buys them and cast them off later because they bought on impulse or just to be fashionable with their labradoodle  any other of the experimental breeds the mad scientist of society have created.

For Bones it works like this: War is bad but you must support the troops, for what ever reason they are fighting be it patriotism avoiding a jail sentence or a 100 other reasons they are the innocents.

Just remember the animal is innocent in all this.

Hugs from the valley: Cash Fargo Bellinger