Sunday September 10th 2023

[Joe NightingMale, MSN, RN]

Hi Tweety

Dianah he should be OK fairly soon after the surgery

Hi Stars

Ado glad the author was interesting

NJ22 kayaking at twilight sounds neat

Went to the volunteering yesterday morning, was good as the weather was good and we were only collecting seeds, which isn't too strenuous.  And it wasn't too far

Came home and changed clothes and went to lunch with dad.  Afterwards ran some errands, exercised, and watched part of Svengoolie

Today have church, will be ushering and doing the readings.  And will be speaking briefly about ushering as this Sunday the various ministries have to do presentations

Rest of the day should be pretty quiet, will cook and exercise and start packing  for the trip.  Like to start at least a few days in advance

Will be warmer today, in the upper  70s

[Tweety, BSN, RN]

G'day!

Woke up a bit early but slept decently.   After three nights of insomnia last it was a relief. 

Nothing much happening.  Going to make some chickpea curry and do some laundry.  Already been to the gym this morning.  

Dianah, best wishes to you husband and his surgery tomorrow.

[nursej22, MSN, RN]

Hi. I just got back from dropping off some old dishes at the Humane Society Thrift Store, then pricing some saws for dh, and went by the sporting goods store to look for new running shorts. A facebook dog group I belong to posted about a lady selling a 2 year old boston terrier so I been texting back and forth with her. I may go see him tomorrow night. 

Best wishes to Mr. Dianah on his pending procedure. You'll been in and out in the blink of an eye (pun intended) and back in bed to finish your sleep. The prep likely takes longer than the procedure. 

I've been soaking the oven racks. A clean oven is nice, but scrubbing the racks in a PIA. 

 

[No Stars In My Eyes]

Good Gollly, did hubby and I have one halacious argument last night! All resolved this afternoon, though. He was giving me grief after I spoke w/ my friend who is giving me the dog. Come to find out, the dog was living in an animal hoarders house, she is 7 years old, not 3, and weighs 4 + 1/2 lbs. She's already had three litters of puppies. Hubby who was, naturally irritable because he was drunk, accused my friend (only to me, not to her) of being a shyster, trying to get rid of a dog, and saying she should have researched more about the dog before she ever mentioned it to me. He said it wouldn't be his dog, and he has never had a dog of his own, and he was planning to breed her. I told him that if the dog had not already been spayed, that would be one of the first things I'd have done. He carried on about the dogs' age and said it could die in a year, and he didn't want to go through anything like that ever again. I asked him if he wanted a puppy-puppy so he would die before it did. I said that is part of owning and loving a pet. Anyway, he had some other lovely things to say, as well. I was ready to tell my friend I couldn't take the dog, but decided during the night that I NEED that dog for emotional support, and that dog needs to have a forever home where she is loved and cuddled. After hubby apologized to me today, I told him I had already sent a text to my friend to bring the dog up any day except Tuesday. He said good, he was glad I decided that. But he was such an orifice, so mean. I think he was feeling jealous. He had said every animal I ever had had taken up with me; I said it was not my 'fault' that animals know I am kind-hearted and love animals.

I would rather have an older dog than a puppy. I told hubby if he wanted a puppy to go ahead and get one, but all of its care would be up to HIM. (Which would be impossible with the shape he is in.) I told him a puppy is way more work than I can take on right now, whereas an older dog who was a more settled personality would not require as much as a puppy would. And we know it would've fallen to me to do all the training, etc.

I don't know which day they will be coming up here; and it may be her two nieces doing the transportation, not her and her husband. Doesn't matter to me who brings her. I was soooooo excited, and when hubby got to being such a jerk about it I felt like the floor had been pulled out from under my feet. That's when I decided that both the dog and I would be better off with each other, than not. I am already half in love with her.

[toomuchbaloney]

Dogs can be easy to love. 

[dianah, ASN]

Hello all!

So sorry to read about the drama at your place, No Stars, and about Mr. Stars being a PITB (pain in the butt).  I look forward to hearing that you have the dog, and I hope the home transition is easy for her.  Yes, dogs know who love them.

nursej22, boston terriers are pretty energetic, yes?  I hope this one makes a smooth transition for you!  How exciting!

I went out to the garage to put a load of laundry in the washer, and found that our two little kayaks, which have been suspended above the car on two 2X4s, for YEARS, --- well the ropes finally wore out and both the kayaks and the two 2X4s came down on top of the car.  There is really not much damage to anything, other than a small dent in the hood of the car.  Dh and I moved the kayaks to another area in the garage.  And then I got the laundry into the washer. 

Thank you for all your good wishes for dh's surgery tomorrow!  I will keep you informed when he is home.

Have a good evening!

[Ado Annie, ASN, RN]

Let me add my wishes for an easy time with the surgery! 

Stars, he probably is a bit jealous. I'll bet he ends up loving her, too. 

Hubs consistently says no more pets. But he's the one who adopted the last one. He also says no Chihuahuas. Must be a man thing. 

Another weekend of tummy troubles. Hubs says I've got to improve my diet. He's not wrong. I do wonder... I've been eating Cinnamon Life cereal, dry, and when I'm home on the weekend I'll sometimes have 2 bowls of it with my coffee. Maybe that's too much? I need to come up with another breakfast plan. I have frozen fruit for smoothies. I wonder how it would do to make one the night before and refrigerate it overnight? I'm too lazy in the mornings to do much preparing then and when I have done smoothies in the morning they're too frozen. 

[No Stars In My Eyes]

Hubby: "Have you thought about what you are going to do with the dog if you don't like her?"

I responded that I never even thought about not liking her, and that I'm sure she and I will get along just fine."

[Tweety, BSN, RN]

Ado Annie said:

Hubs consistently says no more pets. But he's the one who adopted the last one. He also says no Chihuahuas. Must be a man thing. 

Maybe but chihuahuas are the devil's dog and have "small dog syndrome".  They are very snappy and bark, aggressive with anyone but their owner, need to be held all the time and are demons.  They get away with it because they know how to be cute.

[Beerman, BSN]

Tweety said:

Maybe but chihuahuas are the devil's dog and have "small dog syndrome".  They are very snappy and bark, aggressive with anyone but their owner, need to be held all the time and are demons.  They get away with it because they know how to be cute.

Haha.....I have a 3 1/2 pound chihuahua.  She's 12 and has mellowed out a little bit in the last year or two, but you pretty much nailed it.

[No Stars In My Eyes]

I think this dog I'm getting is mellow at 7 years old, and post 3-litters. I do know when you can get her to howl she has this high squeaky 'woo-ah-woo-woo." (I talked to her on the phone.??.)

She was owned by an elderly animal hoarder and surrounded by other dogs, so some one-on-one with me will make her happy and loved.

[toomuchbaloney]

No Stars In My Eyes said:

I think this dog I'm getting is mellow at 7 years old, and post 3-litters. I do know when you can get her to howl she has this high squeaky 'woo-ah-woo-woo." (I talked to her on the phone.??.)

She was owned by an elderly animal hoarder and surrounded by other dogs, so some one-on-one with me will make her happy and loved.

The old girl that I just euthanized was rehomed to our family from a large dog mushing operation when she was around 8. She was accustomed to being outside, and so, would not come into the house for the first year.  The second year, she came into the garage, which is heated.  That's where she learned to ask to go outside.  That didn't take long.  The next year, we moved and she moved into the house with us, in small steps.  She stayed in a crate all night,  and most of the day because that's where she felt safe.  

Our old girl also had multiple litters and she had a puppy with us, before we got her spayed. No one knew that she was pregnant with a single pup.  That pup is now a handsome young dog who is the beefy masculine image of his mother.  He was the connection for her to begin to interact with us on a social level. 

By the time we said goodbyes, she would sit next to me on the sofa and let the grandson pet her.  Before that tumor made her painful and lame, she would run around the property and pretend that she wanted to chase and catch the toys. She never left the property and didn't ever offer to run off.  

She never progressed to a real affectionate, cuddly companion, like I might have envisioned, but she had a comfortable 8 years as my friend. 

Older adopted dogs don't necessarily give us what we want, but they almost always give us something good for us.