Happy Saturday!
It has been an exhausting couple of days.
I see there are 105 unread posts!
The weather has been good, although a bit rainy today.
I don’t know why they called my son back to irk, he got off early every day. He got off 1230 Wed am, 430 Thur am, and 300 Fri am. Very annoying and I got very little sleep.
I astayed up Tuesday night because I knew he was getting off early and thought there was no sense in going to bed. I had hoped to go to bed early Wednesday night, but Adam wanted to play stupid cat games and Ripple refused to eat and take his pills. I got to bed around 11.
That morning I was so tired I was literally shaking. I went to the park anyway and wanted to leave early, but B/H mom called and said she was on the way so I stuck around. She got there right around the time I would normally be leaving. I should have left.
Anyway, I have had to accept the fact that the nights my son is irking I am not going to get much sleep.
Ripple needs to go out in the middle of the night now, so I am going to have to get up and let him out.
I need to find something to sleep on downstairs so at least I am not running up and down the stairs. That wakes me up too much to go right back to sleep.
Also, Ripple is giving me a lot of grief about taking his pills. He does much better with my son for whatever reason.
Ripple has gotten picky about eating. What he wolfs down one day he sniffs and walks away from the next. I can’t put salmon oil in his food anymore. He won’t eat cottage cheese now. He doesn’t want home cooked food anymore. He won’t take his pills in cheese anymore. He was taking them in bologna, but not now. He’s getting suspicious of Vienna sausages, and he no longer will eat peanut butter ripple ice cream. Tonight, we snuck the pills in some Perdue chicken nuggets. Last night I put them in a McDonald’s hamburger. One night I made scrambled eggs, 9 of them. Ripple chowed them down and gave me a where the hell is the rest look. A few nights later, I made another batch and he and Echo both ate about half and walked away.
The other night I didn’t get to bed until after 11 trying to get his pills in him.
He barely has eaten anything today though.
Ripple is… I don’t even know what to say.
Last Saturday night, we thought he was dying. He couldn’t get up and he was so weak.
Then suddenly, he jumped up, a bit wobbly and went outside. After that, he started improving. His new tumors shrunk and went away. His huge tumor under his armpit has shrunk down to about a fourth of its size. His belly isn’t so bloated.
I emailed the oncologist and he put Ripple back on Palladia.
That is good news.
FCM I found this on line
quality-of-life-scale
Congrats on new battery Metal Mouse
Red We almost never see squirrels on the big dog side. The small dog side has quite a few.
The side’s tree line is maples I think, full of squirrels. The tree lines on the big side are fur trees, not too comfortable for the squirrels I guess.
I hate the bushy tailed tree rats, my yard is full of them.
All of my passwords are different versions of fuckyou, fuckoff, kissmyass, gotohell, etc. Creating passwords puts me in a bad mood. One time I had to give my password to a CS person irking on my account. He laughed, and changed my password to Happy54.
What was horrible once, I was so pissed off at OAOASO that I changed a password to a joint account to OAOASOSUX. He called for the password and I said I can’t give it to you, I’m not home and I don’t remember what it is. I thought I could get home and change it to something more suitable. He pushed and pushed so I said fine, it is O A O A S O S U X. He didn’t catch it, but his friend sitting next to him watching him write it down burst out laughing.
Doggio, I guess I have to keep reading to find out if you got Darci
Okay, I skipped ahead CONGRATS!
I know this makes me a horrible home owner, but my back yard is mostly wild violets and dandelions right now. I love it, patches of purple with spots of yellow.
There’s a lot of clover too.
Of course, it has to be mowed, what little grass there is, is pretty high.
When I lived in Baltimore, one whole side of my yard was wild violets. I pulled up all the grass and once I got rid of it, I never had to mow that side of the yard again. I could live with that again.