I didn't post a P.S. last night because it was late and I was tired but Baron woke me up, whining. After a bit, I figured out he was actually wanting something to eat. He ended up eating four chicken thighs that I pulled the meat off the bones and a bunch of gizzards, too. I was shocked but happy. He finally was full and went back to sleep on his mattress. The Beast woke up when he heard me talking to Baron and he was also happy to see it. He also went back to sleep before Baron did.
I was asleep again when Baron woke me up wanting to go out. I tried to lead him to the garage steps down (easier for his arthritic rear legs) but he wanted to go out to the porch. I watched him and he actually went down the steps, warily I admit, but he made it down. I waited inside, drinking some water, and finally opened the garage door. Sure enough, although Baron was willing to go down the front porch steps, he wanted back into the house via the garage ones. Back to sleep for us again and this time it was for the night. Me? I was feeling sleep deprived this morning so I took a couple naps during the course of the day.
The Beast and I gave Baron his shot this morning and Baron ate some more chicken along with some rice the Beast fixed for him. Later in the afternoon, he ate a couple more chicken thighs with broccoli. He also started drinking more water. We both are so relieved, I can't begin to tell you. Let's hope this continues. The Beast DID give him more of the *doggie Maalox* ... just in case.
I am still tired so I am heading back to bed. I have a doctor's appointment at noon tomorrow and I can't get up late for that. I'm not showering tonight so I will have to do that in the morning. Baron and the Beast seem to be sleeping soundly and I am going to join them.
Love you all. Be good. ***Hugs***
Monday, October 10, 2016
Sunday, October 9, 2016
Some Happy Moments And A Lot Of Sad Ones.....
I had made arrangements with the Princess to come to her house to pick up some clothes she was cleaning out of her closets and drawers. I knew that much of it would be small but I figured that Babybrat might enjoy having some new tops. The Princess always buys quality. She also had some size Medium and, depending on the manufacturer, a few of them might work for me or Cee. What I did not expect was the two big bags full of things. Not the really, really big bags (like the black garbage bags) but the 13 gallon size ones. Even so, they were stuffed and heavy. Thankfully, she had already given away some things or, lord knows, I might have ended up with three bags to go through.
Gunner was so cute when I got to her house. I was sitting on one of the seats at the breakfast bar when he came over and patted my leg and said, *Nana!* with a huge grin on his face. When I asked him if he wanted to sit in my lap, he shook his head *yes* and stretched his arms up so I could lift him. I put him in my lap and kept kissing his neck on one side then the other while he giggled. He stayed in my lap until the Princess sent him and Chewlee outside to play.
We talked about Baron and she told me what the vet had said to the Beast. I suspect that is the reason why he said to me later that we should face the fact that Baron might not be with us much longer. The vet told the Beast that IF Baron pulled through this illness, he probably wouldn't live much past 10 years old since Dobie's don't have long lifespans. If he were not oversized, he might live to 13. The best would be 15 years old. The vet also told the Beast if Baron didn't get better, he would probably send Baron to an Internist (I had no idea they have specialists for dogs, too! Other than an oncologist and an opthalmologist, that is).
The Princess said that she could just see $$$ adding up in big bills and she didn't think the Beast would spend it. As much as he loves Baron, or so he claims, he doesn't like spending big dollars for health care for a dog. Unfortunately, I know that's true and it's sad but our SS is limited and the Beast likes to spend money on himself or scads of small appliances. Let's not count the chickens or other *hobbies* he's adopted over the years that last just a minute or so. Except for his photography because he is excellent in that.
I did get on his case about not getting more pain pills for Baron from the vet. I told him that it was animal cruelty to KNOW that he is in severe pain and NOT give him pain pills to ease his suffering. And you know he is suffering because of the way he walks (slowly and carefully) plus the fact that he stays on his feet 99% of the time and only lays down when he is so totally exhausted that I believe he passes out.
Baron isn't even drinking water for the past two days. It's like his body is shutting down and he's getting ready to die on us. It makes me so sad. It's sad when I spent several hours today with his head in my lap, petting him. That's all he wanted. That simple comfort and it made me cry. He's just skin and bones right now. He still won't eat and, with not drinking water, I do NOT take that as a good sign at all.
I'm going to close this for now. More about the clothes tomorrow. It's not all that important in the scheme of things. Love you all. Be kind. Be happy. Have a wonderful week. Laugh out loud and often. ***Hugs***
Gunner was so cute when I got to her house. I was sitting on one of the seats at the breakfast bar when he came over and patted my leg and said, *Nana!* with a huge grin on his face. When I asked him if he wanted to sit in my lap, he shook his head *yes* and stretched his arms up so I could lift him. I put him in my lap and kept kissing his neck on one side then the other while he giggled. He stayed in my lap until the Princess sent him and Chewlee outside to play.
We talked about Baron and she told me what the vet had said to the Beast. I suspect that is the reason why he said to me later that we should face the fact that Baron might not be with us much longer. The vet told the Beast that IF Baron pulled through this illness, he probably wouldn't live much past 10 years old since Dobie's don't have long lifespans. If he were not oversized, he might live to 13. The best would be 15 years old. The vet also told the Beast if Baron didn't get better, he would probably send Baron to an Internist (I had no idea they have specialists for dogs, too! Other than an oncologist and an opthalmologist, that is).
The Princess said that she could just see $$$ adding up in big bills and she didn't think the Beast would spend it. As much as he loves Baron, or so he claims, he doesn't like spending big dollars for health care for a dog. Unfortunately, I know that's true and it's sad but our SS is limited and the Beast likes to spend money on himself or scads of small appliances. Let's not count the chickens or other *hobbies* he's adopted over the years that last just a minute or so. Except for his photography because he is excellent in that.
I did get on his case about not getting more pain pills for Baron from the vet. I told him that it was animal cruelty to KNOW that he is in severe pain and NOT give him pain pills to ease his suffering. And you know he is suffering because of the way he walks (slowly and carefully) plus the fact that he stays on his feet 99% of the time and only lays down when he is so totally exhausted that I believe he passes out.
Baron isn't even drinking water for the past two days. It's like his body is shutting down and he's getting ready to die on us. It makes me so sad. It's sad when I spent several hours today with his head in my lap, petting him. That's all he wanted. That simple comfort and it made me cry. He's just skin and bones right now. He still won't eat and, with not drinking water, I do NOT take that as a good sign at all.
I'm going to close this for now. More about the clothes tomorrow. It's not all that important in the scheme of things. Love you all. Be kind. Be happy. Have a wonderful week. Laugh out loud and often. ***Hugs***
Saturday, October 8, 2016
Facing The Facts? And Split Pea Soup.....
Today I bit the bullet and made the split pea soup that I had been craving. It finally was ready just a little bit ago but I have to wait for my bowl of it to cool down now. I have tasted it and it tastes great. I love split pea soup so this is a real treat. The Beast loves to make Northern bean soup, which is okay once in a while. If he had his way, he would be making it every week. He will make a huge pot full but he will only eat it twice so we end up throwing out a lot of good soup. Oh well. He will never learn, I guess. At least my making the split pea soup stopped him from making his soup. He'll wait a few more days now before he does that.
Tonight I heard, out of the Beast's mouth, words I never expected from him. He said, *I think we have to face the fact that Baron will probably not be with us soon.* He's had two of the ten shots (antibiotic) and four of the pills to coat his stomach. He's been really good about taking those. We put them into the feed syringe, add the water and shake it up until it's all mixed up well. The Beast and I then administer it with me holding his head on my lap and I lift his mouth so the Beast can syringe the medicine into his mouth. It must either taste good or else it makes him feel better because he swallows it all with no problem.
He's back to not laying down and not eating. This is day four and he really hasn't got much more meat on his bones. His dropping 31 pounds in a matter of less than four weeks is not a good sign at all. I think that's what the Beast finally realized tonight. The vet is truly just guessing what is wrong (he admitted that he really wasn't sure but was making his conclusions based on the tests performed). I'm sure at a loss but it worries me...a lot! He's such a good dog and he's suffering enough that he has been sleeping standing up and just leaning on something. I don't think he really gets any good rest that way because he will, when exhausted, finally lay down and sleep soundly for a couple hours. That's his arthritis in his hind legs causing that problem. They must be terribly painful if he doesn't want to put any pressure on them.
I don't know yet what the Beast has in mind after this round of medication. Perhaps he will have him put to sleep or else just let nature take it's course and deal with whatever happens, when it happens. At least he wasn't running a fever this time but he was at the high end of normal (102 degrees). But he is constantly coming to one of us for comfort and all we can do is pet him or scratch him a bit. It's so sad.
The Beast has a big meeting tomorrow with his church group. They are meeting up with members from other areas for a big *revival* is all I can call it. It's up in Huntsville and he packed a lunch so he doesn't have to leave the stadium grounds. Parking is a big problem there so he is leaving early to get there before the big crowd hits the parking.
I'm heading for the Princess' house to pick up some tops that she is getting rid of (she likes to shop but has to get rid of her *older* tops to make room for new purchases). A few of them will fit me and the others I will give to Babybrat. I'm going to stop at Cee's house on my way home and we will go through them to see what will be going to Babybrat that is easily recognized.
Well, time to go. I'm actually really tired tonight. I did more than usual today with taking Baron out and walking along with him. I ended up putting the chickens away, too. I folded clothes (the Beast's undies, T-shirts and socks) and then did a load of my wash. I cut up the ham, celery, carrots and onions for my soup and had to keep stirring it until it was done. I don't mean continually, but often.
Well, love you all. Be kind. Be happy. Have a wonderful Sunday. ***Hugs***
Tonight I heard, out of the Beast's mouth, words I never expected from him. He said, *I think we have to face the fact that Baron will probably not be with us soon.* He's had two of the ten shots (antibiotic) and four of the pills to coat his stomach. He's been really good about taking those. We put them into the feed syringe, add the water and shake it up until it's all mixed up well. The Beast and I then administer it with me holding his head on my lap and I lift his mouth so the Beast can syringe the medicine into his mouth. It must either taste good or else it makes him feel better because he swallows it all with no problem.
He's back to not laying down and not eating. This is day four and he really hasn't got much more meat on his bones. His dropping 31 pounds in a matter of less than four weeks is not a good sign at all. I think that's what the Beast finally realized tonight. The vet is truly just guessing what is wrong (he admitted that he really wasn't sure but was making his conclusions based on the tests performed). I'm sure at a loss but it worries me...a lot! He's such a good dog and he's suffering enough that he has been sleeping standing up and just leaning on something. I don't think he really gets any good rest that way because he will, when exhausted, finally lay down and sleep soundly for a couple hours. That's his arthritis in his hind legs causing that problem. They must be terribly painful if he doesn't want to put any pressure on them.
I don't know yet what the Beast has in mind after this round of medication. Perhaps he will have him put to sleep or else just let nature take it's course and deal with whatever happens, when it happens. At least he wasn't running a fever this time but he was at the high end of normal (102 degrees). But he is constantly coming to one of us for comfort and all we can do is pet him or scratch him a bit. It's so sad.
The Beast has a big meeting tomorrow with his church group. They are meeting up with members from other areas for a big *revival* is all I can call it. It's up in Huntsville and he packed a lunch so he doesn't have to leave the stadium grounds. Parking is a big problem there so he is leaving early to get there before the big crowd hits the parking.
I'm heading for the Princess' house to pick up some tops that she is getting rid of (she likes to shop but has to get rid of her *older* tops to make room for new purchases). A few of them will fit me and the others I will give to Babybrat. I'm going to stop at Cee's house on my way home and we will go through them to see what will be going to Babybrat that is easily recognized.
Well, time to go. I'm actually really tired tonight. I did more than usual today with taking Baron out and walking along with him. I ended up putting the chickens away, too. I folded clothes (the Beast's undies, T-shirts and socks) and then did a load of my wash. I cut up the ham, celery, carrots and onions for my soup and had to keep stirring it until it was done. I don't mean continually, but often.
Well, love you all. Be kind. Be happy. Have a wonderful Sunday. ***Hugs***
Friday, October 7, 2016
Chewlee And Gunner Plus More News About Baron......
Today the Princess had told me that Chewlee had piano lessons but it ended up being cancelled because of two things. Her piano teacher had a booth at the Harvest festival in Boaz and the Princess would have had to run back to her house to pick up the book Chewlee needed for her lesson. As the Princess was coming to pick up Chewlee, she got a phone call from the piano teacher. End result was that Chewlee didn't go for a lesson.
What was so great about that was that the Princess stayed to visit along with Gunner. He was so cute and came to sit in Nana's lap while Chewlee and I played Clue on Pogo. It's a hidden object game and we had a lot of fun while Gunner would watch and get off my lap to go see his mother then run back and I would help him climb into my lap. He liked climbing over the arm of my computer chair and then into my lap.
I left Chewlee to play her game and Gunner followed me out of the computer room and played with a small ball that Chewlee had bought at Dollar General. The Princess, the Beast and I talked for a bit about the Princess' new job that she loves. She is working a few hours, helping out the owner of a boutique that she loved to shop at. She loves it because she can bring Gunner along. The owner of the shop brings her kids and there are toys that he can play with in the back of the shop.
She can pretty much work when she wants and the owner pays her cash each day. What she does is hang up new shipments, tag them and help with customers as they come in. She said she also gets a discount on the clothes she buys and, of course, she buys more than she earns......LOL!
I watched Gunner, with Chewlee's help, while the Princess helped the Beast get Baron into the car so they could take him to the vet's office. Baron was not eating again and he has lost so much weight that he looks just awful. Last night, poor Baron was in so much pain that he wouldn't lay down. He got between the coffee table and the couch, put his head on the table and went to sleep standing up. Later on, he went into the guest room, leaned against the bed with his head on the bed and slept for about an hour. He had kept the Beast up all night with his sad whining.
The vet, when he saw Baron, was a bit surprised, I think. He had hoped that the round of shot the Beast had given Baron, plus the oral medication, would have solved the problem. It seemed to ... for a little bit....but it didn't last. Now the vet thinks Baron might have a stomach ulcer, which surprised me. The vet has the Beast giving Baron a shot each day for 10 days plus medication for his stomach that we will use the special syringe to liquify and then administer. It ends up looking like Maalox (a bright white) and, thankfully, Baron likes the taste of it.
While the Princess was gone with the Beast to the vet's office, Chewlee and I went outside and played with Gunner. Chewlee was throwing the ball to Gunner and he would run back towards the house and throw the ball at me....LOL. He wanted to include me in the game. It was adorable. After about a half hour, Gunner wanted to come back in the house so we did. That is when Chewlee said Gunner was tired and put him to bed in the guest room. He was adorable because he stayed in the bed and did fall asleep. I fell asleep in my recliner, too, so I was out of it when the Princess left with the kids.
I'm going to meet her in Boaz tomorrow to pick up some tops that she has that she wants rid of. Some of them are my size and some will go to Babybrat, which I think she will like. I might even see if Cee wants to go to the Festival in Boaz (I understand it's a parking nightmare, however). I understand that it IS interesting...at least the Princess and family like it.
Well, this turned out longer than I anticipated so I will post it now and go back to bed. Love you all. Be kind to each other. ***Hugs***
What was so great about that was that the Princess stayed to visit along with Gunner. He was so cute and came to sit in Nana's lap while Chewlee and I played Clue on Pogo. It's a hidden object game and we had a lot of fun while Gunner would watch and get off my lap to go see his mother then run back and I would help him climb into my lap. He liked climbing over the arm of my computer chair and then into my lap.
I left Chewlee to play her game and Gunner followed me out of the computer room and played with a small ball that Chewlee had bought at Dollar General. The Princess, the Beast and I talked for a bit about the Princess' new job that she loves. She is working a few hours, helping out the owner of a boutique that she loved to shop at. She loves it because she can bring Gunner along. The owner of the shop brings her kids and there are toys that he can play with in the back of the shop.
She can pretty much work when she wants and the owner pays her cash each day. What she does is hang up new shipments, tag them and help with customers as they come in. She said she also gets a discount on the clothes she buys and, of course, she buys more than she earns......LOL!
I watched Gunner, with Chewlee's help, while the Princess helped the Beast get Baron into the car so they could take him to the vet's office. Baron was not eating again and he has lost so much weight that he looks just awful. Last night, poor Baron was in so much pain that he wouldn't lay down. He got between the coffee table and the couch, put his head on the table and went to sleep standing up. Later on, he went into the guest room, leaned against the bed with his head on the bed and slept for about an hour. He had kept the Beast up all night with his sad whining.
The vet, when he saw Baron, was a bit surprised, I think. He had hoped that the round of shot the Beast had given Baron, plus the oral medication, would have solved the problem. It seemed to ... for a little bit....but it didn't last. Now the vet thinks Baron might have a stomach ulcer, which surprised me. The vet has the Beast giving Baron a shot each day for 10 days plus medication for his stomach that we will use the special syringe to liquify and then administer. It ends up looking like Maalox (a bright white) and, thankfully, Baron likes the taste of it.
While the Princess was gone with the Beast to the vet's office, Chewlee and I went outside and played with Gunner. Chewlee was throwing the ball to Gunner and he would run back towards the house and throw the ball at me....LOL. He wanted to include me in the game. It was adorable. After about a half hour, Gunner wanted to come back in the house so we did. That is when Chewlee said Gunner was tired and put him to bed in the guest room. He was adorable because he stayed in the bed and did fall asleep. I fell asleep in my recliner, too, so I was out of it when the Princess left with the kids.
I'm going to meet her in Boaz tomorrow to pick up some tops that she has that she wants rid of. Some of them are my size and some will go to Babybrat, which I think she will like. I might even see if Cee wants to go to the Festival in Boaz (I understand it's a parking nightmare, however). I understand that it IS interesting...at least the Princess and family like it.
Well, this turned out longer than I anticipated so I will post it now and go back to bed. Love you all. Be kind to each other. ***Hugs***
Chewlee Has A Sleepover.....
I got Chewlee for a sleepover today, as planned. Unfortunately, I only get her for the one night. She has piano lessons tomorrow and her mother said they have plans for Saturday. **Cry, cry**
It was fun. She was in a chatty mode and that's always interesting for me. We stopped at KFC and I picked up some hot wings and she got a sweet tea since she said she was really thirsty. I like the fact that she has never liked soda since her mother never gave her any when she was younger. She doesn't like the fizz, actually. It takes all kinds. LOL.
She and I played on Pogo for a couple hours (hidden object games). Those are fun and she is really, really good at them. I watched *The Stand* with her and she was full of questions as the movie went on. I had to remind her that it was just a movie, albeit a good one that didn't disappoint in it's transition from the book to the screen. She was glad (I think) that the bad people all got blown up at the end but not the good people that were there to make *a stand* against the leader.
It's way past my bedtime now and I am going to join Chewlee in the guest room since we hope to make it to Walmart in the morning. Her mother is picking her up to take her to her piano lesson probably around 2 or a little earlier. It depends on whether or not she comes in to visit for a bit or not. Some days the Princess is almost hyperactive because she is running so many errands all day.
Love you all. Be good and take care. It's Friday after all. ***Hugs***
It was fun. She was in a chatty mode and that's always interesting for me. We stopped at KFC and I picked up some hot wings and she got a sweet tea since she said she was really thirsty. I like the fact that she has never liked soda since her mother never gave her any when she was younger. She doesn't like the fizz, actually. It takes all kinds. LOL.
She and I played on Pogo for a couple hours (hidden object games). Those are fun and she is really, really good at them. I watched *The Stand* with her and she was full of questions as the movie went on. I had to remind her that it was just a movie, albeit a good one that didn't disappoint in it's transition from the book to the screen. She was glad (I think) that the bad people all got blown up at the end but not the good people that were there to make *a stand* against the leader.
It's way past my bedtime now and I am going to join Chewlee in the guest room since we hope to make it to Walmart in the morning. Her mother is picking her up to take her to her piano lesson probably around 2 or a little earlier. It depends on whether or not she comes in to visit for a bit or not. Some days the Princess is almost hyperactive because she is running so many errands all day.
Love you all. Be good and take care. It's Friday after all. ***Hugs***
Wednesday, October 5, 2016
Get It Together, Guys!
So I was on my way to the heart doctor and I get a phone call. I stopped to answer it since it was from his office. The nurse asks me if I have had the carotid surgery yet and I tell her *no*. I was expecting the doctor's nurse to call me and tell me when I was scheduled. Back when the doctor told me it was time to do that, I told him it had to wait until after July 1st because I was going on vacation and should be back by then.
I called his office when I was back to let him know that and found out he was taking HIS vacation with his family to Disney World for a few days. That didn't bother me at all because I know how hard he works (and I like him, too). But then, time dragged on without hearing from him at all. His nurse says they set up a date for me to have a sonogram or something done on the carotid but I never showed up. I never got a message about that and never talked to his nurse, either. I think she must have left me a voice mail and I haven't been able to get into mine since I got this new phone so that would be the only way I would have ignored such an appointment.
Okay, so the heart doctor's nurse tells me he doesn't need to see me until AFTER I have the carotid surgery and she is going to see if she can hasten it along for me. First of all, she says there was no note in my file about any surgery, then she says what she did about the sonogram test. Now, come on! You can't have it both ways. So I ended up at Cee's house since I was close to it anyway. I was totally pissed but had a date to see the arterial doctor on the 18th and his nurse, again, was going to call me with a new appointment for the test on the carotid. I understand that they need a new test on it to make sure it's still in the same condition. What???? Is it supposed to spontaneously get better??
So I'm a bit annoyed with the heart doctor and a lot annoyed with my artery doctor. After all, we DID discuss the surgery and I have no idea why there was no notation, especially since they DID set up an appointment for that side to be tested. Oh well. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that sometimes the ball gets dropped when he's so busy. He's the only arterial doctor in this area so he's very, very busy. He not only takes care of his regular patients but he also works at the Wound Center. He's saved quite a few limbs on people that came in with horrible problems. I remember one man in particular. He had horrible wounds on his lower legs that leaked so badly, that he couldn't keep bandages on them that lasted more than an hour. My doctor put him right in the hospital and did surgery on him the same day. When I saw him next, it was a night and day difference. It was really amazing.
Oh well. I'm okay but I will call his nurse tomorrow and tell her about the voice mail problem so she makes sure she talks with me about the test appointment.
I'll close for now. Love you all. Have a great day with lots of smiles and laughter. ***Hugs***
I called his office when I was back to let him know that and found out he was taking HIS vacation with his family to Disney World for a few days. That didn't bother me at all because I know how hard he works (and I like him, too). But then, time dragged on without hearing from him at all. His nurse says they set up a date for me to have a sonogram or something done on the carotid but I never showed up. I never got a message about that and never talked to his nurse, either. I think she must have left me a voice mail and I haven't been able to get into mine since I got this new phone so that would be the only way I would have ignored such an appointment.
Okay, so the heart doctor's nurse tells me he doesn't need to see me until AFTER I have the carotid surgery and she is going to see if she can hasten it along for me. First of all, she says there was no note in my file about any surgery, then she says what she did about the sonogram test. Now, come on! You can't have it both ways. So I ended up at Cee's house since I was close to it anyway. I was totally pissed but had a date to see the arterial doctor on the 18th and his nurse, again, was going to call me with a new appointment for the test on the carotid. I understand that they need a new test on it to make sure it's still in the same condition. What???? Is it supposed to spontaneously get better??
So I'm a bit annoyed with the heart doctor and a lot annoyed with my artery doctor. After all, we DID discuss the surgery and I have no idea why there was no notation, especially since they DID set up an appointment for that side to be tested. Oh well. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that sometimes the ball gets dropped when he's so busy. He's the only arterial doctor in this area so he's very, very busy. He not only takes care of his regular patients but he also works at the Wound Center. He's saved quite a few limbs on people that came in with horrible problems. I remember one man in particular. He had horrible wounds on his lower legs that leaked so badly, that he couldn't keep bandages on them that lasted more than an hour. My doctor put him right in the hospital and did surgery on him the same day. When I saw him next, it was a night and day difference. It was really amazing.
Oh well. I'm okay but I will call his nurse tomorrow and tell her about the voice mail problem so she makes sure she talks with me about the test appointment.
I'll close for now. Love you all. Have a great day with lots of smiles and laughter. ***Hugs***
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
It Seems Like My Life Revolves Around These Nowadays.....
What do I mean by that? A review of my blogs lately seems to indicate that it's either talking about the chickens or our dog, Baron. Sad but true.
I don't feel that's really how my life is going. There's more than that going on but a lot of it seems too trivial to mention. The trouble is that much of our lives involve trivial things. Like pulling weeds, watching birds feed, doing wash, sweeping floors, making beds, cleaning up a bathroom or two....you get what I mean, right? Just normal, every day things we do. But the chickens are really an experiment or, you could say, another one of the Beast's hobbies that I wonder when he will tire of it and then there go the chickens!
As for Baron, he's like one of our kids except he can't talk. He's been the Beast's best friend almost since we bought him from the breeder. He was so very sick this last time that we were afraid we were going to lose him. Unfortunately, I actually think he's not quite over it. I thought, at first, that he was just trying to get special treatment still but a few things have made me take that back. He really has stopped eating once more and his nose is hot and dry. He feels like he's warmer than usual and is sleeping most of the day. I want the Beast to take him back to the vet but he seems resistant to the idea. It's probably because we still owe the vet money and the Beast, although he loves Baron, hates to spend money on anything but his *hobbies* or his *wants*. I'll keep nagging him about it. It sometimes works.
Tomorrow I have to go to see the heart doctor and I have some serious questions to ask him. I hope he's prepared to give me some straight answers. He has no idea just who he's dealing with. I've shocked more than my fair share of doctors. I do NOT accept being ignored or fed double talk.
After I get out of the doctor's office, I intend to stop over at Cee's since she lives so close to his office. I already talked to her and let her know I was coming. I'm only doing it because she didn't have other plans.
That ham that the Beast bought a few days ago? It turns out it is really delicious. It's not as salty as some are (and that's before it was heated up). It went well with my potato salad, of course. A nice dinner and lots of ham left over for a couple different soups. I foresee one of the Beast's bean soups in our future and I will be making some split pea soup, too.
Well, time to get my shower and get ready for bed. Love you all. Have a great Hump Day. Smile a lot. It confuses people and they wonder what you are up to....LOL! ***Hugs***
I don't feel that's really how my life is going. There's more than that going on but a lot of it seems too trivial to mention. The trouble is that much of our lives involve trivial things. Like pulling weeds, watching birds feed, doing wash, sweeping floors, making beds, cleaning up a bathroom or two....you get what I mean, right? Just normal, every day things we do. But the chickens are really an experiment or, you could say, another one of the Beast's hobbies that I wonder when he will tire of it and then there go the chickens!
As for Baron, he's like one of our kids except he can't talk. He's been the Beast's best friend almost since we bought him from the breeder. He was so very sick this last time that we were afraid we were going to lose him. Unfortunately, I actually think he's not quite over it. I thought, at first, that he was just trying to get special treatment still but a few things have made me take that back. He really has stopped eating once more and his nose is hot and dry. He feels like he's warmer than usual and is sleeping most of the day. I want the Beast to take him back to the vet but he seems resistant to the idea. It's probably because we still owe the vet money and the Beast, although he loves Baron, hates to spend money on anything but his *hobbies* or his *wants*. I'll keep nagging him about it. It sometimes works.
Tomorrow I have to go to see the heart doctor and I have some serious questions to ask him. I hope he's prepared to give me some straight answers. He has no idea just who he's dealing with. I've shocked more than my fair share of doctors. I do NOT accept being ignored or fed double talk.
After I get out of the doctor's office, I intend to stop over at Cee's since she lives so close to his office. I already talked to her and let her know I was coming. I'm only doing it because she didn't have other plans.
That ham that the Beast bought a few days ago? It turns out it is really delicious. It's not as salty as some are (and that's before it was heated up). It went well with my potato salad, of course. A nice dinner and lots of ham left over for a couple different soups. I foresee one of the Beast's bean soups in our future and I will be making some split pea soup, too.
Well, time to get my shower and get ready for bed. Love you all. Have a great Hump Day. Smile a lot. It confuses people and they wonder what you are up to....LOL! ***Hugs***
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