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If it isn’t fireworks it thunderstorms
Poor, poor Lucy suffers through another day of pure hell for her.
Fireworks to the left of her ….thunder to the right…
At least she manages to go hide herself in her crate and stays there until she feels safe enough to face the world again.
There’s no stopping Mother Nature but I’d sure like to shove a few bits of fireworks up a few asses and light them up.
Warming up again and more…
The Curmudgeon had to turn the AC on yesterday, the house was getting too warm for him to be comfortable. At least we had a few days where we didn’t need it on.
With July 4th approaching fast, we are suffering from fireworks going off at all hours of the night. EVERY night. Scaring my dog at 3 a.m. is not a nice thing.
I am ridding us of a bunch of coffee mugs. I have accumulated far too many for what little storage space we have. With sending 10 cups away, I did allow myself to add two new ones to what remained.
The Curmudgeon broke his favorite mug the other day and I found him a replacement and, at the same time finally found one the size and shape I wanted for me.
Today’s Tee
Better day
After taking a day low and slow I feel oh so much better.
The *cleansing effect* of the medication they give you before a colonoscopy is miserable but necessary. It is also exhausting.
I have a clean bill of health so far. 2 weeks until lab results are back but the doctor is confident all is well. Now I have 5 years before I have to go through that again.
They all liked my T-shirt.
It’s that time again…
Several years ago my BFF’s husband died. He died from stage four colon cancer.
He’d put off testing for it even after his brother, many years before, had been diagnosed with colon cancer in its early stages where he was treated and survived it.
When they found his cancer, he was already at stage four. He died soon after even with surgery, radiation, and chemo treatments.
So today I begin the preparations for my second colonoscopy (I had my first one about 5 years ago.) Things have changed since my first one. Yay no Fleet enemas this time! Not sure how the junk I have to drink will be.
However, due to no food, just clear liquids and green or yellow Jellos, and a bad case of the runs from the medication I have to drink, I will be a very hungry and cranky person until well after the test on Tuesday.
I give you fair warning.
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She’ll MELT!
We had rain off and on all day. By night time we had pouring rain coming down at a fairly steady rate.
Lucy does not like rain. She doesn’t like it one bit, but she tolerated going out in the day time light rain.
Not so much the after dark pouring rain. No, I had to boot her out the door each time she wanted to go out because she’d stall out at the door when she saw the rain. She literally did front paw stands trying to keep from going out the back door.
Next time you bedder getz me a raincoat!
One of these days my back will stop hurting…
Trying to get things done when your back is completely screwed up is not easy.
I get a minimum done and have to stop and rest my back because the pain is too much.
Seems that just when my back was feeling better, The Curmudgeon fell down (he falls all the time and does it with skill so he seldom gets hurt) And he insisted I help him up.
Like a damned fool, I did, and out went my back again, this time worse than usual.
Opting out of all those e-mails loading my in box
Yes, I’ll sign your petition for equal rights, for justice, for anything I agree with these days.
However, I cannot donate even a thin dime to all your causes so please when I opt out of your e-mails, I am opting out because all you do is ask for money.
I still believe in your cause, I just can’t afford you.
Should have mentioned dinner first…
“Hey Luce, wanna go out?”
Lucy runs to the front door.
“Oh no you don’t. Time to go pee, you don’t go pee out front.”
She runs into the kitchen, as I reach to hook the leash on her collar, she does an about face and races back to the front door.
“Get back here!”
She bows.
“Come on.”
She saunters to the kitchen. I reach for her and she’s off like a shot.
“Lucy! Quit playing games. It’s time to eat and you need to go out first.”
Lucy explodes into a wild gallop, slides into home at my feet, and waits for me to hook her up.
Food. It’s always food.
I abhor the abuse of animals
I love animals and when I hear of one being abused it hurts my heart.
This is Lucy, she lives with us. We love her very much, she sure has the life.
Lucy didn’t always have such a lush life, she carries scars all over her little body from abuses of some form.
Now she’s loved, happy, and spoiled rotten.
She’s the lucky one.
Unlike a Bull Terrier whose graphic picture of his bloody dead body is being used all over the internet to illicit horror on his part. He is not lucky. He was a victim of people’s ignorance and cruelty.
Fireworks, I still hate ’em
Poor Lucy, blissfully asleep. Stretched out full length and snoring like an old drunk, she woke up and piled off the couch like a shot when one very loud firework went off.
Next thing I know she’s opening her crate door and hiding in the back of her crate.
I drop the towel down over the unlatched door and she rattles around then plops down to go to sleep in there.
I am pissed that she’s so scared she hides.
I am pissed that this is only the beginning of her terror filled nights yet to come as the idiots keep setting them off, 1 here, 1 there intermittently, all night, every night. The entire summer.
I could comment on the shootings in Alexandria, VA, during Republican Congressional baseball practice but it has been rehashed a million times.
All I’ll say is that the man who did it was another domestic abuser nutjob. You can find them in any political affiliation, unfortunately.
Instead I’m going to talk about the lack of respect shown to Senator Kamala Harris. Sorry guys, but you need to treat her with the same respect you expect to get. In fact y’all need to treat ALL women with the same respect you want to be treated with.
Oh wow, out of the house and for fun!
I did something yesterday that I haven’t done in a very long time.
G and I went to a movie.
Actually, we went out to lunch and then to a movie. We do go out to lunch at least twice a month but it’s been ages since we’ve gone to a movie.
We went to see the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie and had a blast. If you haven’t yet had the pleasure of seeing it, make sure you sit through all of the credits, there’s a surprise at the very end.
They’ve redone the multiplex theater we usually go to (yes, we’ve not gone there in a long while.) The theater we were in only seats 61 people and the seats are so comfortable I wanted to bring them home.
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