Monthly Archives: October 2016
Hey Doc…I have this tickle in my chest…
So, I got a shot, antibiotics, and a cough syrup from the doctor today and all I did was go in for my regularly scheduled appointment.
Problem was I’ve had this tickle in my chest for a couple of weeks so naturally I mentioned it to him.
He took a listen to my lungs and said, “Yuck.”
The next thing I knew, one of his nurses gave me a shot and handed me a bottle pills and a bottle of cough syrup.
I go back in a month now.
What am I bid?
One Curmudgeon in poor condition.
Going once…
Going twice…
What no bids?
None?
So, I’m still stuck with him…. Sigh.
The darkness comes
I never know when the darkness will creep over me and drag me to the pit of despair.
Invariably, it comes upon me with a greater regularity than it used to do.
I look around and find everything shaded in gray and black. No brightness, no joy.
I’m a drudge and nothing more.
His new chair
I took The Curmudgeon out To Raymour and Flanigan to pick out his replacement chair.
They had a wheelchair waiting for him.
It sure didn’t take him long to find one he liked. The color goes well with the other furniture too. It is bigger and better with a microfiber upholstery. On sale, so we even have a $49.99 credit now.
It arrives sometime Tuesday-Thursday.
Old dogs are scary
Poor old Gavin.
On Thursday he lost his breakfast and then later his dinner. This after we just got his squirts under control and he went back on mostly his regular food.
So, as of yesterday he began his hamburger and rice diet again, in two small meals. We’ll continue that over the weekend and see if he has any more problems.
At his age, I hesitate when I lift the towel from the front of his crate in the morning. I hope for his normal happy morning greeting.
I dread losing him. I know his days are numbered but when, as today, he runs at me full tilt to bash me in the shin it’s hard to believe that on November 1st he’ll be fifteen.
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