Happy Thorsday!
Hot and muggy at the park this morning.
My son took the GR on the small side with Lucy Dad, who I guess should be Petey Dad now, while I went on the big dog side with Echo.
The GR were not happy with that arrangement, so they came in the big side too.
Not because of me, but because all the dogs other than Petey were on the big side.
Misiu is so funny. He runs with the big dogs, but I think he has no idea why he is running.
Rayleigh is still a little timid around both people and other dogs.
Echo was being her little bitchy self; she doesn’t want dogs she doesn’t know near the puppies.
I tried out the new walker today and I don’t like it. It’s a bit top heavy and even a crack in the sidewalk will make it almost tip over. It’s bulkier and heavier, and my son has trouble getting it in and out of the truck. I think it will be better for longer distances on a level surface, but for short distances and through grass, the old one is better.
MetalMouse, the MRI isn’t painful but it is uncomfortable. I panic a little because I am not comfortable lying flat on my back, I feel like I can’t breathe. The tube you go through is pretty tight, I feel like I am in a coffin or something. That also makes me feel like I can’t breathe.
Of course, I am breathing, and the logical, sensible part of me knows I can breathe, and I am not being buried alive. The irrational part tells me I am suffocating.
It’s noisy in there, but that doesn’t bother me.
There’s a panic button if you need it and the tech will check in with you a few times.
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Here we go again with not finishing.
So Happy Friday!
Hot morning at the park. Seriously miserable just sitting there.
Last night I was so pissed at irk.
Although not really irk’s fault.
I had a client ask me if I would be on last night. She wanted to be able to call me after she got home from irk. I said okay, if you are going to call, I’ll log in at 8.
So, I did, and she didn’t call. However, somebody else called, and when I got done with them, somebody else was waiting in my queue. Then the original client showed up in my queue, so I stayed on to talk with her, and then somebody else showed up in my queue.
What should have been a quick 10-15 minute called turned into almost 2 hours.
I was tired. The other problem was, I am supposed to have no background noise. However, around 830, the GR got the zoomies, and they were racing around me as I was trying to focus on the calls. I knew that was going to happen, it’s why I normally won’t irk evenings when my son isn’t home. He can handle the GR while I’m on the phone. I knew they were going to have to go out after the zoomies, and there was nobody here to let them out.
What’s that saying about no good deed goes unpunished?
I’m tired today, I got to bed late and woke up at 4.
I fell asleep sitting in the chair this morning, and I don’t know what I was dreaming but I woke in a panic and ripped the boot off my foot.
The boot is helping, the exercises are helping. I’m surprised at how quickly my foot is feeling better.
All the dogs have caught on to ringing the bell for a treat. As soon as my son picks it up, he gets mobbed by all three of them as they fight over who gets to ring it.
The GR have figured out that if they ring the bell hanging on the door, somebody will open the door for them. They caught on to that by themselves
Sorry, I want to respond to a bunch but I am falling asleep
Doo, doo, doo, lookin’ out my back–BUZZZ BUZZZ. TICKTICKTICKTICK. WHAM…” By the time they liberate you, you’re ready to confess to crimes you never committed.