::doles out more thanks::
Guess I was thinking of Gordie when I read your post. 
Yay for closer RT, Sticky!
Prayers for FCMFIL
Dinner tonight is burgers and steamed corn.
I wish I only went up to a size 7 
So now I’m a dog:(
Prayers and good thoughts headed out to the FIL MOOOOOOM.
Dindin was good! There’s enough for tomorrow so I asked OYKW if he could stand bbq one more day. He said, “Sure! I’m always up for some good butt!” 
Yeah, on the outside we’re old but on the inside we’re twelve.
Just overdosed on chocolate finger cookies. The white chocolate ones are the best.
Problem: Neighbour using noisy yard tools for the rest of infinity.
“Solution”: Blasting Moxy Fruvous in my headphones.
Why are you looking at me funny? :rolleyes:
Awwww. You’re much cuter and more intelligent than a dog. And you’re an innie.
Time to assume the knit position. FYI, my nifty new knitting/crocheting tool box works great!
MWAH!
well, that’s it for me. g’night.
Thank you I think 
Yep.
I’m of the Orthodox Chocolate Church. Those who believe in white chocolate are heretics! Burn them!
When I was in middle school, we briefly had a black pug named Genius who my dad bought from a shelter. Unknown to us, Genius had heartworms, and the bastards had lied about keeping him up to date on them.
The vet said it was probably a forgone conclusion that Genius would die, but if we didn’t at least try to treat him, then he would be dead within a few months. He warned us that the treatment itself would be harsh and probably kill him anyway. It did. I was out of town with my dad when Genius passed away and I never got to say goodbye. I still remember the day I said goodbye to him and told him I’d be back.
My mom called my dad while we were out of town and told him, and my dad told me the next morning. I cried. We hadn’t had Genius for very long but it was the first loss of a pet I had experienced. And I was sad.
My dad and I batted around the idea of picking up a new pug on our way back home and surprising my mom and sister with it, but decided against it. Luckily for us, because when we got back home, my mom had gone and bought a new pug! He was a pup, a fawn one (instead of black like Genius was). Very cute. We named him IQ in homage to Genius (Full legal name is actually Mr. Genius IQ, but he goes by his middle name, haha).
IQ is now 15 years old, and has been my mom’s absolute best friend ever since. She’s been with him since mom mom and dad got divorced, and after my sister and I left and got our own places to live. He has helped keep my (still living!) grandparents company along with my Mom. He’s been a fantastic dog and every time I go back to Oregon (a couple times a year at most), I love seeing him, and so much of my childhood and such is attached to him.
My mom recently posted on facebook that his hips have gone out on him, probably completely for the last time. He can barely walk around the house now, and certainly can’t go for walks outside anymore, even though he wants to. He has been suffering from hip problems for a while, but he’s always made a recovery and was able to walk again. Not so, anylonger, my mom fears. And an immobile dog, of course, is an unhappy dog.
He’s 15 years old, and that’s about the max that pugs are expected to live. But last time he was at the vet, he got a generally positive prognosis of overall health. He recently got a cough/throat thing, but with antibiotics got over it. Mom says that other than his hips, he’s not in a lot of pain, and he’s not suffering. Still eating. Etc. Not on any other medications other than pain pills to help with his hips.
She’s thinking that, it might be time to put him down. But she also is hoping to find out if maybe he could get one of those canine wheelchair things, because his front legs are still strong and he still wants to walk. She might be reading too much into him, but she says he acts like he still really wants to walk around, but just can’t and flops down, and looks sad.
My mom definitely can’t afford to buy him one of those cart things. She’s disabled and barely gets by as it is. I certainly can afford it though, and I want to help out if there’s still life left in the old boy. I think that even though he’s probably near the end of his life, if this wheelchair buys him a few more months of quality life, or maybe even up to another year or so, it’d be worth it. They are kind of expensive and I can afford it.
I don’t know exactly why I’m typing this all here but I just felt like I needed to get it all out. I’m obviously quite sad, sad for my mom mostly, and sad for my old pug IQ. I love him very much and hope I get to see him again when I go home for Christmas in December.
Any and all advice, opinions, comments, questions, etc, are welcome. Thanks for listening 
Drew, if you can afford it and won’t be too upset if it doesn’t work out, why not? Too many upsides for trying.
I don’t buy into the ‘max’ that animals are supposed to live. Yes there are hard limits to everything, but I have had all kinds of pets that lasted far longer than their expected shelf life.
One vote yes.
drew, I’m so sorry to hear of what you are facing. I saw a condolence card for the loss of a pet once. It was specifically for folks who have had to have their pets euthanized, and it mentioned how “that last, loving act was a manifestation of the love you had for them”
Maybe the wheelchair thingy would help. I’ve seen a couple of dogs in those. I hope IQ continues to have your family’s love for as long as he wants it.
Keep us posted here in the MMP.
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If you think you can afford the wheelchair, go for it. Hopefully it’ll work and IQ can run around again.
It’s odd - I don’t much like white chocolate by itself, except when it’s part of a cookie or combined with other kinds of chocolate.
Suuuuuuure it wasn’t.
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sari, I didn’t understand the whole “don’t wanna drive” thing until someone pointed out to me the difference in gas prices between My Day (late 90’s) and today. Ten years ago I used to go on two-hour long drives every Sunday along the back roads. Now? I barely go twenty minutes away from where I live. And that’s not due to my ol’ gimpy back and the fact I need an O2 sensor!
Man, I’d love to go on long drives again. Maybe after my oil change and all the leafers go home. Heck, there’s a whole Parkway right near me.
sending happy thoughts to FCM’s FIL
I wish I could just drive, period. It’s taking me forever to learn. I’ve now been “learning” for 2 years.
I’m really stressing out about not having been able to contact someone today. I hate this day. I want it to be over. Probably need to drug myself to sleep tonight.