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Can’t leave her alone with The Curmudgeon…
I thought crating the little dickens as The Curmudgeon went up to bed so I could slip over to G’s place would not be a problem.
Turns out she barked the entire couple of hours I was gone. The stinker.
I duz not wanna beez in my cwate I wanna beez on da couch. So dere!
A couple of good days in a row?
It’s a damned shame that I am afraid to talk about when The Curmudgeon has a few decent days in a row for fear of jinxing it.
He has so few of them.
He did manage to scare the crap out of me today by, once again, not leaving me a note when he’s off somewhere. He claims he can’t write well enough to leave one.
Looks like I need to make a special board with a magnet he can move around.
I went to:
the pharmacy
the store
to get a blood test
a doctor appointment
I think that would work. Either that or have Lucy keep him in check.
Cheeze!!!
Oh, my goodness I iz ober da moon!
Momma went to diz place cawed da fahmers mahket. She broughted home a bag ob cheeze cubeez and she letted me an da brudder habs sum ob dem!
Day iz gud!!!
Gimme sum moah ob dat cheeze Ma!
Again? You want out again?
Oh yeah, The Curmudgeon did his third injection of Rebiff. Not sure if we’re seeing any results yet. However, with him it is difficult to tell if he’s improving or not since he spends most of his time sitting in his damned chair watching TV.
Don’t mind me this was one of those days where I felt like everyone’s slave.
Is it any wonder that I don’t get any writing done these days?
My butt would no sooner hit a chair and one of the dogs or The Curmudgeon wanted me to do something for them. I have so much I need to do but they have me running in circles so much I can’t even catch my breath much less catch up on things.
Laundry day
Clothes were done and it was time to wash the dog’s bedding, the blanket that protects the couch from the dogs, and Ted (Lucy’s favorite blanket from http://www.teddythedog.com/Home_Is_Where_the_Dog_Is_Plush_Throw_Blanket_p/hwdiptb.htm )
Poor Lucy reminded me of Linus in the Peanuts comics. She wanted Ted and the blanket cover back on the couch and she wasn’t happy until they were back. Hysterically funny. Yes, we do call the blanket below Ted or Teddy and she knows what we are talking about. Make no mistake,Teddy is HERS!
No fun watching them grow old
Gavin, the poor old boy, can no longer jump into the chair with The Curmudgeon and, last night, had trouble getting off the chair. When he wants up on the chair we have to help him and by cracky we will help him.
He can still jump up on the couch, most of the time.
He tries to bounce around and tease me and Lucy when he can. He looks funny doing an elderly bully hucklebutt. It’s a slow motion one. He’s very tolerant of lively Lucy too.
In November, he’ll be 14 years old. He barks when he sees people pass by the yard. I don’t think he sees very well and is relying on his nose more and more.
He’s got a floppy ear, a crumpled ear, lumps and bumps and warts. His breath stinks. He’s our resident worrier and whiny butt, but we love him.
Not a bad day…
Lackluster weather. Rainy, chilly, miserable in general. However, the flowers are all looking good and the magnolia tree will soon bloom.
At least the dogs are happy. Both of them seem to have hit the mother load of happy.
Curmudgeon update and more
We had a busy day yesterday. I took The Curmudgeon over for his every three months neurologist appointment. Nothing new there. She is going to have him get more frequent blood tests done to keep a close eye on him because of the one medication (Tecfidera) he is on.
From her office we went to the first of his every-other-month blood test. I dropped him off and drove across the street to a strip mall to pick up the dogs’ food and cookies. Then back over to pick him up. The timing was perfect, a minute after I sat down in the lab’s waiting room, he walked out.
Today I take Lucy to the vet for her wellness check and shots. This should be fun. She’s such a hoot.
Psssst! If I hidez here you fink dey willz find me?
Enough with the snow already.
Dear Mother Nature,
I know you enjoy winter sports and all but I do believe the rest of us have had enough winter.
Poor Lucy is not happy with all this snow and I’m afraid she’s holding her poop again. She does not want to go out in the snow and cold. I agree with her. I am not liking this winter in the least.
There is so much ice in the yard I’m afraid we won’t thaw out until April.
Please, may we have Spring start soon?
Sincerely,
All of us at Casa Doggonedmysteries
Wind up the week
The Curmudgeon enjoyed one of his favorite dinners last night, chicken and dumplings. He went to bed happy, full, and sleepy.
Gavin was particularly hungry and spent a good half an hour screaming off and on for his dinner. I finally gave in and fed the pups fifteen minutes early.
Lucy, still unhappy about the snow and cold, found out she has a March vet appointment for shots.
What??!!
You all have a good one.
Oh no, more snow!
Two more snow storms are headed our way. I haven’t told the little four-legged princess yet. I’m sure she won’t be pleased. The weekend shows low temperatures too with a lot of wind on Sunday.
Lucy will get plenty of use out of her hoodie and hat. This was money well spent. I’m sure the barking to have them on will start as soon as the snowflakes begin to fall.
Gavin won’t care. He likes the cold.
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