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Dog N Jog

The rain held off long enough for us to participate in the Dog N Jog down in the Country Club Plaza.  True to form, Patton whined and peed the whole way.  He was very good natured, letting strangers pet him, letting other dogs sniff at him and a big puppy even smacked him in the face with its paw a few times.  There were 1000 dogs registered to walk with their humans.  Lots of poop and pooper scoopers were there.  It felt good to support a good cause.  Maybe next year I’ll run it.

Not much else to report.  We ran a lot of errands on Saturday and yesterday we put up a book shelf.  So far it’s holding all my Bruce Campbell stuff and sort of looks like a shrine, according to Ron.  *geek*

Have a good week everyone!  I’m going to load up on Percocet and listen to the thunderstorm.

Ron and Patton

Patton and I

Patton greets Great Dane

Pug

Drool

Balloon guy

Funny blog, read it

My loving husband, sick and humorous as he is, shared this blog with me today.  If you are having a shitty day, pun intended, read this.  Read it even if you are in a good mood.  You will laugh your ass off!

http://www.zug.com/live/81557/The-Alli-Experiment.html

Not much new to report.  It is supposed to rain on Sunday, well thunderstorm, and we are supposed to participate in the Dog’N'Jog 5K that day.  We are taking Patton with us but he hates thunderstorms.  I hope it doesn’t rain until later in the day.  Regardless, we have already paid the registration fee, thus contributing to the charity whether we go or not.  But hopefully all will go well.  I’m looking forward to it.  (By the way, we are walking it, not running.  I suck at running!)

Here’s the facebook link to the fundraising page: http://www.firstgiving.com/rebeccamartzburley?ref=facebook&type=app

Feel free to contribute if you would like!

Starting off the morning right

Since Rowdy is now on a special diet to help lower his kidney levels, we have three types of dog food and three dogs.  It’s tough to get each dog to just eat out of his or her bowl only.  We also don’t have a lot of room for the dog food bags.  I’ve been piling them up on top of some of the kibble containers and today that bit me in the ass.

Mess

 

Sadie of course was more than happy to help me clean up.  I’m leaving all the little bits on the floor and hopefully she’ll have it cleared away by the time I get home from work tonight.  Ahhhh what a way to start the morning.

Sadie helps

Neuroses galore!

It’s only Tuesday and so far it feels like an incredibly long week.  Ma Burley left yesterday and a dark cloud has settled over the house.  We worry about her down in crapville Oklahoma and we really enjoyed her company.  She was a huge support system for us while we were going through some tough health stuff.

I’ve really missed having a mom for 25 years (fuck, it’s been 25 years!?) and it’s an amazing feeling to have a mom/daughter relationship as an adult.  When I was a child, I would see my friends fighting with their moms all the time, or bitching about their moms.  I would get so angry because I wished I had my mom back.  I thought my friends were being selfish and taking that privilege for granted.  But they were kids and all kids fight with their parents.  I just had a very different perspective then they did.

At least we sent Ma home with some new friends.  Charlie, although bursting with excess dominance issues, has been a great dog.  He’s adapting really well and is a very happy dog (most of the time.)  We made the mistake of picking up some dog food on Sunday at a Petsmart which was having dog adoptions.  Shivering in a cage, clad in a lame Flashdance-like shirt, was this little Chihuahua.  We walked her around, handled her and adopted her on the spot.  So what did that mean?  Five fuckin’ dogs in our house, not to mention the pet rat.

When we arrived home from Petsmart, I waited in the car with the new dog, now named Mandi.  (Aside:  Since Charlie’s name brings out spontaneous singing of the theme from Charles in Charge, we went with another song-like name and chose Barry Manilow’s Mandi.  One can never really be tortured with just ONE song stuck in her head.)  I got impatient and thought I could carry all my shit inside while still controlling the tiny dog sans leash.  I put her on the ground and she looked up at me with her big, bug eyes.  Then she took off running!  Luckily she went down the cul-de-sac and that is the only reason we got her back.  Ron said he looked out the door, saw me running down the street and then saw the dog sprinting away from me.  Before I knew it Ron was hauling ass ahead of me and we managed to corner the dog in a driveway.  It’s nice to know I can still run if I need to, say in a zombie type apocalypse.  I just can’t see me wanting to run for any other reason.

So here we are, a happy extended family:

Ron, Charlie and Mandi

Me, Charlie and Mandi

My skin color almost matches the couch.  That’s because I’m coming down with a cold.  Looooooovely.

After everyone left yesterday I went to get my x-rays and get some medicine for Sadie.  Sadie came down with a bladder infection the day after we went to the vet and got everyone’s vaccinations updated.   The day AFTER.  She never was good with planning ahead.  Luckily I didn’t have to bring her back in and I was able to just pick up some antibiotics.  When I got home I had a splitting headache.  I gave Sadie her pill and Rowdy his pain pill.  Rowdy has been very jealous lately of the new dogs so yesterday I gave him lots of attention.  Right after my Rowdy time, I see an email from the person we adopted him from.  She emailed to say she wants to see Rowdy within the week and to please set that up as soon as possible.  Wtf.   As if there wasn’t enough going on in our lives to cause us worry and concern, we now have to run around and haul Rowdy out of the house to make this person happy?  I truly resent her intrusion in our lives and her neurotic behavior.  I have passed this one off to Ron to deal with.  I do not have the mindset to be kind, patient or civil right now.  Good grief.

Enough ranting for now.  Take your Vitamin C…you might catch something from this blog.

Fluffy white madness

Meet Charlie, a Maltese.

Charlie checks things out

Charlie and I

We found him at the Olathe Animal Center.  He was at this pound since February 1, after being found wandering the streets at night.  He was full of horrible mats, filthy, hair grown into his eyes and mouth.  We got him out of his kennel and he immediately ran to Ron’s mom and jumped on her.  He loves Kim.  The first night was tough but today is much better.  He had some aggressive dominant traits but haven’t had a problem today.  Tomorrow the vet will thoroughly check him out and he’ll be properly groomed.  Hopefully soon he won’t have ass breath either.  Phooey!

Kim went to my rheumatology appointment with me today.  This doctor seems to really listen and wasn’t anything like the ass I saw last year.  She’s ordered some x-rays and blood tests.  My doctor said something interesting when I told her my experience.  She said she doesn’t diagnose anyone with Fibromyalgia.  I’m glad.  Because I feel like this is thrown on people when doctor’s don’t have the experience and/or knowledge to figure out what is really wrong.  I don’t think anyone with Fibro is making up their pain or fatigue.  But I think it’s too easy these days to throw a name on you and give you pills.  The pills cover things up and sometimes really help but they don’t always treat the problem.  Now I have to go through the fun withdrawl process of getting myself off the drugs I was given for it.

I hope this brings an answer soon and I can just move on.  I’ve also got a Hysterosalpingogram next week.  Don’t ask me how to pronounce it!  To read about this fun test, see http://www.webmd.com/infertility-and-reproduction/guide/hysterosalpingogram-21590.

I hope I’m really close to figuring things out and moving on with my life.  :)

 

Animal Haven Visit

Mom and I visited Animal Haven yesterday evening.  People there were very friendly and helpful.  The animals seemed well cared for but cramped inside the cages.  The outdoor kennels were really nice especially on such a nice February day.  Even though I know these animals are taken care of, I couldn’t help but feel just sad seeing them caged up.  Mom was pretty depressed by the site as well.  There are two dogs we both really fell in love with two boxer mixes.  I don’t know yet if mom will take them both or just one or leave without either of them.  I’ll post more later, hopefully with pictures!

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