The hits just keep on coming. It has been one bad news event after another with me for the last few months. My sister went to the ER the other night with kidney stones and after further examination they found a “mass” on her kidney. She is seeing an Urologist and has to have further testing to figure out what is going on.
Today I found out a friend with 2 chihuahua’s and her Mother’s toy poodle, whom she was keeping while Mom was on vacation, came home last night to find all three little dogs slaughtered by a boxer they also own. My heart just breaks for her as these were her children and she feels responsible and especially about her elderly Mother’s poodle. She was so distraught she had to go to the hospital unable to breathe thinking she was having a heart attack. Turns out it was just a panic attack and she was given sedatives.
All you praying peeps please send up one for my sister Margie.
{{{Butters}}} Oh noes. That is just awful. I remember one of my dogs once killed a pet goat. We felt terrible. My heart goes out to your friend. And my heartfelt prayers and best wishes for your sister.
I’ve actually thought about this. My temptation would be to show up as normal and be escorted out drunk and naked. Make something more of a statement out of it.
(Now you see where my nephew got his attitude from, huh? )
Well, after all, Doggio has already gone on an extensive interview with me and demonstrated his abilities. But since Phunfest is approaching -----
TGIF!!!Can this maybe be a bad-news-free day? So much sad out there, I think we all deserve a day with no more sads.
Is that even possible?
For my part, my day is starting on a good note - I have red velvet cake for my breakfast dessert. Everyone should have breakfast dessert! I do declare it!!
The nights are starting to get cooler, looks like some will be down in the 50s.
That means open windows!
It’s 71 degrees now with a high of 88 predicted.
I slept through the night last night, so I feel alive this morning.
I may have had a bladder call, but if I can’t remember for sure, it doesn’t count.
The bushes out front are full of pink blooms, absolutely beautiful.
I need to get some breakfast, then get to irk.
If I feel this good throughout the day I should get a lot done.
{{{Butters}}} I hope your sister will be okay, and I’m so sorry for your friend.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 75 Amurrkin out and mostly clear with a predicted high of 95 and maybe rain late afternoon/early evenin’. We shall see. Today’s big plan is to accomplish mowage of the back forty over to the church house. We shall begin around nine this mornin’. Dindin shall be burgers with all the fixin’s and chips. This was a requested dindin so it shall be.
{{{Butters}}} healin’ thoughts and prayers headed out for Margie. So sorry about the doggies.
OK, I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. I shall also make myself a little presentable for public view. Meanin’ brush my teeth, shave, and make my hair a little less standin’ up all over the place. Then again, I really don’t care how a big ol’ pee-can orchard thinks I look.
{{{Butters}}} That’s just awful. I had a bunch of stuff I tried to say here, but none of it sounds helpful and just can’t touch how terrible everyone involved must feel.
I’m just hoping today is better than yesterday. If it’s boring enough towards 3:00, I might get to go home early, since I stayed late yesterday and didn’t get any breaks. It wasn’t terribly busy, it was just that there was nobody else here to cover the phones if I went anywhere.
I’m awake I believe. Didn’t sleep too well last night (too tired I guess) and this is my second Thursday of the week. (I am working Saturday and I refuse to accept having two Fridays). But they are having a picnic for all of us near work and the Old Wench will get to meet some of my coworkers and finally put names and faces to my usual vague descriptions. I think we’re both looking forward to it.
Police report that the former employee, clad only in a Amish farmer’s hat and waving a bottle of rum, was escorted form the facility while screaming about “The English and their infernal machines”…
Sah-son wants to take Percy back today. He was starting to come out, now he’s back to hiding in the corner again. I want to get another cat, Sah-son doesn’t want one.
We’ll look at what’s there, maybe that will inspire him to want one.
So much for perfect attendance for this month. Called out sick. Feeling too wrung out to drive safely, digestive system isn’t too happy (staying near a bathroom will be the wise thing to do), and coughing a lot (not good when answering phone calls all day).
Since I not allowed to head East for vacation I thought I might head West. Emailed friend who lives in Amish country to see what her irk schedule is as for "mebbe dinner, mebbe Intercourse*, mebbe torture the cat**.
Capital I. Didja see where she lives? It’s only 5 mins away.
** OBL’S favorite game when he went to visit…once! We also came back to a note on the door from the PD, he was barking so much a neighbor called.
Her response: heading home to be with family; Sis is NOT having her bridal shower, as originally planned this weekend; instead it’s his funeral. He was out cycling & was hit & killed by a car. :eek:
Oh noes. That is just awful. I remember one of my dogs once killed a pet goat. We felt terrible. My heart goes out to your friend. And my heartfelt prayers and best wishes for your sister.
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