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Breaking in a new vet

     Breaking in a new veterinarian isn’t something one does every day.  Our vet of over 20 years suddenly retired due to ill-health, we weren’t warned ahead of time so were a bit in shock when we tried to make an appointment for Patty with him and got the surprising news that he was no longer there.

     The clinic has two new vets that we’ve never met so we had to make a quick choice.  We chose the one our vet had mentored and who has two terriers, a Westie and a Cairn.  Patty’s appointment was with her yesterday. We went with a great deal of concern, it’s been a long time since we’ve had a new vet.

     We shouldn’t have worried.  Patty liked her.  Patty kept giving her kisses.  That’s a huge plus. She checked Patty’s arm pit lump and decided that it was most likely a fatty tumor and we should just monitor it.  If it grows larger in size, we’ll have her remove it.

     Next we get to see what Gavin thinks of having a new vet.  Since he does love women it might be easier on him.   Knowing him, that should be a very interesting appointment.  We did warn her about him and his quirks.

Yard work…

     The Curmudgeon wearing his ice filled vest to keep him cool while he mows.  It helps a lot!

When to be tactful

     “Tact is the art of making a point without making an enemy.” — Isaac Newton

     Southern Belles will pat you on the head and say, “Bless your heart.”  What they mean is, “Holy crap you REALLY are a moron aren’t you?” They smile and nod and let it pass…much like a silent fart in an elevator.

     Yankee gals will tell you what a moron you are.  Make no mistake, we know all about being tactful, we just prefer not to use it.  Why waste the energy?  If you are an idiot and you haven’t learned by now, then it’s time we told you.

     If by chance you are a nice moron and have no inkling that you are one, we Yankee gals might cut you a break and go easy on you.  …..Giggle.  Snort, okay I was fooling with you there.

     I pity you if you catch a Yankee gal on a playful day for then she could tell you to go to hell with such diplomacy that you’d be looking forward to the trip.  Now that’s tact!

     You all have a good one!

A multitude of thoughts

     It seems that this year the Bull Terrier community is taking a lot of hits.  We’ve lost a lot of good people so far this year and another one left us yesterday.  My heartfelt condolences to all the families of the bullie people we’ve lost.

     Rainy weather here has made all the leaves pop and those that had already opened grew almost visibly in one day.  The Curmudgeon is grumbling that as soon as the yard is dry enough he’s going to have to mow again.

     To the north and west of us I hear they are getting snow.  I hope they keep it to themselves, I don’t want to share.

     Nothing happening on the house yet but I am hopeful that we’ll get some good news soon.  I am keeping my fingers crossed for a bidding war.

The rain might settle my allergies for a while.  That would be nice,  I do like breathing.

     The pups are not pleased with the rain.  I keep telling them that we need it but they don’t care, they want it to go away.

     You all have a good one!

Mom has an ouchie

Hi,

      Patty here.  Mom hurt her back today so she’s going to bed early.   I promised her that I would let everyone know.  She’ll be back tomorrow night.

     She told me to tell you….You all have a good one!

A crow’s picnic?

     Sunday I looked out the window and there was a large crow in the bird bath acting rather peculiar.  Curiosity finally overcame me and I went outside to see what he was doing.  I got to the bird bath and in it I found a fried chicken leg that looked as though it had  come from the pan only minutes before.  This was not something grabbed from a trash bag.  I do believe he was rolling it around in the water to cool it enough to eat it.

     Yesterday I looked out the window and saw the crow in our Tulip poplar, eating something.  Oh, dear if it was something the dogs might find and choke on I thought I’d better go see.  He took off when I opened the back door.  I walked to the bird bath first because of the last incident.  Good thing I did.  For there in the bird bath were the remains of a small bird.  ICK!  I don’t do dead critters.

     I called The Curmudgeon outside and let him clean out the bird bath.  He started making jokes about a Crow’s hobo stew.  “Hey, he’s a green crow, he was using solar power to make his stew.”

     GAG!  “Just clean that ick out of there.”  I went inside to get away from the sick jokes.

     You all have a good one!

 

Blustery day!

      Winnie the Pooh: Happy “Winds-day”, Piglet.
      Piglet: [being blown away] Well… it isn’t… very happy… f-for me.
      Winnie the Pooh: Where are you going, Piglet?
      Piglet: That’s what I’m asking myself, where?
[he is lifted into the air by a gust of wind] Piglet: W-Whoops! P-P-P-Pooh!
      Winnie the Pooh: [grabbing Piglet’s scarf] And what do you think you will answer yourself?

     It seemed like that sort of day here yesterday although it was Monday and not Windsday. 

     Even though the wind blew like crazy the broken branch in the Tulip Poplar is still stuck way up in the tree.  I don’t do tall ladders so it may stay there until it rots away.

     You all have a good one!

 

Supreme Court Ruling: Strip-Searches Allowed for Any Arrest

     They have got to be kidding!  This opens the door for gross abuse of power!  As a woman I find this ruling frightening.

 http://www.nytimes.com/2012/04/03/us/justices-approve-strip-searches-for-any-offense.html?_r=1&partner=rss&emc=rss&src=igw

     Does anyone else find this ruling scary as hell? 

     This is oh, so wrong on oh,so many levels.  Our individual rights are being whittled away on a daily basis.  Do we dare ask what is next?

Baby steps

     No we haven’t added any kids to the house.  I mean taking baby steps to get things back to a semblance of normal around here.  If you could ever call our household normal.

      I decided to give away a bunch of glassware this weekend.  I feel the need to pare down the clutter.  I figure that once I get the clutter down, it won’t take as much effort to clean the house. I pray that this is not wishful thinking.

     I think we might even have a yard sale this summer so I can clean out the attic and basement.  Why hold on to so much we know we’ll never drag out of there to use ever again? 

     However, before I do a yard sale I need to toss out the useless junk that has also accumulated in those areas.  I don’t think my garbage men are going to be very happy with me over the months to come.

      You all have a good one!

Decompression Day!

Everyone should have at least one day a week where they turn off the phone, shut down the computer, and decompress.  Maybe all this being connected 24/7 has a lot to do with road rage, escalating violence, and a lack of manners.

In honor of my baby sister, I declare April the 13th (anniversary of her death) Decompression Day!!!   For 8  hours–24 if you are retired, or if you have to work– from the time you leave work for the day until you go to bed, turn off your phones, get off the computer, turn off the TV, and decompress.  Go for a walk.  Play with the dog.  Do something you enjoy that isn’t connected to electronics.

You will be amazed at how being disconnected for a day will make you feel less stressed.

Pass this on we could start a movement!

You all have a good one!

I took my camera to the park again

Updates, or things to write about when I can’t think of anything to write about…

     So the roofer is almost finished with the garage roof at the Mil’s house.  I hope this means we can put it on the market soon.  I haven’t done anything over there since the heart attack.

     I still need to get the last two pieces of furniture out of that house and over to my house.  We haven’t had any luck finding helpers.  I’d be willing to trade a large Lane cedar chest for help in moving the two items and clearing the attic.

     I keep hoping that the elves and faeries will have taken care of everything that needs taking care of over there.  I really don’t want anything else to do with it.

     You all have a good one.