The dining room carpet is clean and drying. It was pretty dirty to judge by the water I dumped out of the cleaner. Glad to have that chore done. Ziva wasn’t happy, tho - she’s hiding somewhere - I’m guessing under my bed…
While I was running the shampooer, I figured out what to do about my nephew, the non-thanker. When we were at my sister’s last week, he didn’t talk to me, he didn’t acknowledge getting the afghan I made for him, and, as usual, he didn’t thank me. So I just sent him an email. I said that I assumed he received it but didn’t like it. So I asked that he give it to my mom so she could donate it to the nursing homes or veteran’s homes that her AARP group supports rather than letting it rot in the back of his closet. It’ll be interesting to see how he responds… I figured that was a better approach than asking his mother why her son was so classless…
Honestly, tho, this guy is 20 and he will not say hello or goodbye, let alone make small talk with us. If he wants to talk to **FCD **about something, he asks his mother to ask for him. Whenever we’re around them, the ride home includes the game “Did <brat> say anything to you?” I was thinking about giving him a book on etiquette, but I don’t think he’d get it.
Oh well. I think I’ll take Cozmo out in the yard and throw his ball for him. He needs some fresh air and exercise and I don’t need to be sitting on the computer all day.
He didn’t feel like fetching for long, so we came in after about 10 minutes. While we were out, he did pee and poo, so there’s that. And once inside, I gave him a treat and a piece of rawhide to gnaw on.
He went into my newly cleaned dining room and hiked his leg on the wall. :eek: I tossed his ass out and cleaned the wall and the small area of carpet where the pee dripped. Then I let him back in. He immediately went to the same spot and hiked his leg again.
:mad:
So back to the basement, alone, with him.
Daughter just got home. As soon as she changes, we’re going to get some lunch, then off to the wilds of Virginia for some shopping. Without Cozmo. Yay.
Is Cozmo neutered? I had the same problem with Dipsey, and after he was neutered he did it much less. I think he’s learning. We just found out he peed on the plants that I brought in the house to protect from the freeze. They were sitting on plastic, so the carpet was saved. Yay for small favors!
No, they they must have been really hungry because they even ate up the pruning.
Wouldn’t you know it, the one I put in back by the pool is a big Sabol Palm and on the same day I read in the paper about a state park with a big lagoon that’s forrested by rare, native Sabol Palms being reopened. And you know who I’m watching on NFL network right now? Yes, you are correct… Steve Sabol.
FCM, sorry to hear about the Scruffster. However nature’s course unfolds, I hope she fares well.
Okay, Gnat’s party part 1# is finished and went very well, with no toddler meltdowns at all. That’s some kind of miracle. All the parents had a good time, too. and Tom Kitten tried hard to be a big kid and play. It was awesome.
Part 2# starts at six, and I have our three Most Argumentative and Opinionated Friends coming. Two were invited and a third called today to ask if he could come.
I’m going to hide under the table and drink. Maybe *Muppet will hide with me. She’s never met our Three Most Argumentative Friends before. Sigh…
LiLi, our daughter wishes Gnat a very happy birthday. And so do I.
D’s first pediatric endocrinologist died this morning. He had a stroke earlier this week. We pulled away from him and went to another endo because of his staff, but it’s still very sad for us. We were fortunate to have three ped endos in the area. Now the other two are going to have a sudden influx of patients.
A kid should never have to know the word endocrinologist, or mourn the loss of one. We need a stinking cure.
Glad Part One of The Gnat Natal Day Celebration went well LiLi. With your three Most Argumentative and Opinionated Friends comin’ tonight, maybe there will be a birthday meltdown after all. Just not a toddler one.
MOOOOOOM that would make me vanquish Cozmo to the basement permanently. Or get him neutered if he’s not already. I’m flexible.
We had nummy Chinese for lunch in the big T, then went over to the big maul for a bit. I actually don’t mind that maul so much even though there was nuttin’ I needed or wanted. Just fund to wander around hangin’ out with OYKW, JDD and JDDPartner. Dindin shall be pizza courtesy of Papa John’s. I don’t even have to go get it. I do so love havin’ someone to fetch for me.
Well, this trip home to divest us of two dogs has turned into a clusterf*ck of VWife’s making.
She never, like, checked to see if the Boxer Rescue organization actually had foster room available, and they don’t. :smack: :smack: :smack: for her, and I should add a couple of my own for her to receive. :smack::smack:
Some calling around to affiliated groups has turned up space in Kentucky, so tomorrow we go back the way we came and leave the two heathens (Cozmo would be right at home with them) in Lexington. This is waaaaaay out of the way for our planned death march drive to Maryland to house hunt Monday, so we’re headed straight home from Kentucky and headed to Mooooooomland for a Tuesday daytrip.
Mooooooom, can I leave VWife in your basement with the psycho pug? They deserve each other. :rolleyes:
Sorry Cozmo is such a trial, FCM. Hope he outgrows the habit (or is permanently banished to the basement…).
Happy Birthday, Gnat! I can’t believe our tinyninjachef is 3! And, yes, here’s hoping for a diabetes cure very soon! Hope phase 2 of the birthday celebration is fun. Say hi to Muppet from us.
Oh, my, Bobbio. That does NOT sound like fun.
Had a fun (and productive) meeting this morning, went to visit hip-replaced friend (and got a free lunch, yay!), and then came home to work on follow-up stuff from the meeting.
I came home in a much fouler mood than I expected. Don’t know why, but I was much too snappish. I’ll have to make that up to the Boys.
However, I did get my birthday present for myself: a ticket to see Bill Cosby on the 23rd. As I’ve told several people at work, I missed my chance to see George Carlin before he died, and since Bill Cosby is coming to town the day after my birthday which is my Saturday, I consider it a Sign From Above that I need to see him. It was expensive, but I’ll be filing my taxes Sunday so I might get a visit from the Refund Fairy around that time.
Cosmo has been neutered, by a vet, even… He’s just a brat of the highest degree!!
The trek to IKEA was insane. Traffic was nuts. Parking was nuts - apparently everyone and his/her uncle was at IKEA today. But I got a pair of LED desk lights and a new chair, so yay for that.
That’s all I’ve got. Gonna sleep early today, I hope.
SCRUFFY IS HOME!!!
Our vet called about 45 minutes ago and said someone had called their office because of the dog’s rabies tag. He gave me their number and I called right away. Long story short, their 10-y/o son and his friends found Scruffy shivering in a field about 3/4 of a mile from here. She’d been wandering for about 24 hours when he found her. They fed her and warmed her up, and when I called, they brought her over here. I gave the boy $20 and thanked them all profusely.
Not only had she gone on a major walkabout, she’d crossed Rt 5 which is a 50MPH unlighted road. Pretty amazing for a little deaf mutt. But she’s been fed and out to pee.
Anyway, new rule - she only goes out on a leash. Dumb dog…
Sorry you have to get up at 5:00 am, Mom. 