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Monday, November 13, 2017

Dogs.

Peanut Butter is making progress!  When he lifted his leg to pee on a weed this weekend and didn't fall over, I was beside myself with joy!  Apparently, I need a life.  Also, apparently, I need to really keep an eye on him - since he's feeling better, he also feels he does not need to be in a crate.  I finally put his halter on so I would have something to grab onto while he tries to make his escape - otherwise, it's like wrestling with an eel.


Lovey, meanwhile, not only has lost the fun of having a playmate, but has the additional burden of having to wear her hoodie sweatshirt.  Because of her rather odd physique (deep chest with slender-ish everything else), her hoodie is stretched and sagging around her knees within 10 minutes of putting it on.
Waiting outside PB's jail cell.

Oh, mother.
It was a very frigid weekend (ergo, the hoodie sweatshirt - I didn't do it because I was THAT kind of a dog mom.  Really.  Honest.) so my time outside was fairly limited.  Instead, I focused on the Unlist and hand-washed 9 pairs of socks, vacuumed, swept, straightened, cleaned bathrooms, made soup (I'm working my way through my Moosewood cookbooks), made chili and cornbread, baked a big pan of brown rice, and made more headway on clearing out the UCG (unknown canned goods) that are cluttering my canning shelves.  I also forced myself to go to the Laundromat.  I think my sense of dread comes from all those years of living in apartments and, consequently, all those mind-numbing hours sat in dreary, linoleum-floored rooms, watching my laundry go round and round.  It makes me feel like Ratso Rizzo.  However, my washer cannot handle a load of area rugs and the sofa covers.  So, off I went.  It was a great way to get some quiet knitting time in - there were only a handful of fellows (who, I noticed, crammed six loads of dirty laundry into the cheapest/smallest washer they found.  No sorting of darks and lights to be seen.)  I distributed my laundered rugs over the deck railing when I got home, as I am too cheap to ante up the cash for their dryers.  Plus, I can only stand being there through a wash cycle.
Quiet time
I did feel very virtuous, though.  Lots more things mentally ticked off the Unlist. 


Peanut Butter goes to his third vet this afternoon for evaluation as to whether he is a candidate for laser treatments on his back.  I am putting on my Pollyanna glasses for this - he has come quite a way with just confinement and he is young.  I am for anything that will hasten his recovery.  The only appointment this vet had available was at 1 o'clock.  It is in the city, so there was no way I was going to drive in (1 hour), then drive home (ditto), then drive back to the city (ditto2), then drive home, you get the drift.  Feeling like the mother of an infant, I picked up a booster seat for the car and a portable kennel for the office.  I really don't know how women can manage all that paraphernalia - and carry their baby.  I got as far as the office garage (after making four trips from house to car at the get-go) and was stumped.  Luckily, the building super appeared and saved our bacon - he schlepped the kennel upstairs and pushed all the buttons and opened the doors (also turning on the lights).  Then he made a second trip down to retrieve the blankie and leash that I forgot. 
Portable Stir.
I'm hoping the treatments do their job.  I'm too old for motherhood.




22 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

I need to wash some area rugs at a laundromat soon, too. I promise to feel like Ratso Rizzo when doing so, LOL!

Michelle said...

Oh Moosewood, the very best series of cookbooks!

P.S. ALL mothers are tired, no matter their age. Okay, with the possible exception of the teens (=:-O) and twenty-somethings, who are mere babies themselves....

jaz@octoberfarm said...

i sure hope this works for the poor pup!

Susan said...

Fingers crossed for PB. How are your knees?

Kristina said...

When I shopped for my washer, I asked for which ones would wash large items. With all my kids, and the fact they got sick a lot when younger, it was a blessing to have. I hope your pup gets better.

Sandy said...

Susan,

I hope PB is a candidate for the treatment, and it works. Laser treatment can do wonderful things.....

When going to the laundromat, I would hate it when people load all their dirty clothes in one machine. They don't sort the clothes, or separate them. When the washer is done with their load, the clothes aren't really considered clean because they never once moved in the jammed washer.
People doing this always make me wonder what their house looks like.


Hugs, and love to you.
Sandy

Theresa said...

Oh my, lucky PB, so, so lucky to have you.How is your knee or did I miss it all in the sweatshirt debacle? Eel wrestling! That's exactly it. Terriers are greased pigs, with teeth, and yes, they can reach their tail handles!

I have some vegan cookbooks slated for a good bye trip to the wood fired boiler. E-mail me and I'll send you the titles. Most are recent.

Mama Pea said...

Loved all the pictures to "tell the story." Now Lovey will want to go to work with you one day . . . I mean since PB got to do it. ;o)

Joy said...

Susan, we have a deep-chested wasp-waist German shorthair. If he’s not wearing “jammies” he insists on crawling in bed with us. As you found, sweatshirts don’t work well. Then I found homemade “coats” at a store in Madison, WI. Made of a double layer of a stretchy light fleece, they fur perfectly. A person handy with a sewing machine could easily make one. If you’re interested, I can take pictures and send them to you.

Theresa Young said...

Hope everything goes well for PB. How's your knee?

Susan said...

There is just something so depressing about sitting in those places - even if they try to 'spiff' them up.

Susan said...

I have most of them and they are spiked with post-it notes! So many recipes, so little time!

Susan said...

So far, so good. He's feeling better but still a little rocky in the hind end.

Susan said...

If PB heals as quickly as I do, we're in good shape!

Susan said...

I, unfortunately, went for the cheapest, rather than what would suit best. Still, it is a little workhorse. He's gaining...

Susan said...

Sandy, I was thinking the same thing! I had to stop myself from going over and volunteering to straighten out their wayward ways... :)

Susan said...

Theresa, so far he's tried to jump on the couch (my heart actually stopped, I swear) and tear-asses around the house if I don't have a firm grip on his harness. All good signs, but.... The knee is nicely scabbed up and no longer smarting. I'm a fast healer!

Susan said...

It would actually be more pleasant to have Lovey at work. She is quiet and sweet, not loud and prickly.

Susan said...

I would love that, Joy! She is so hard to fit.

Susan said...

Treatment #2 is today, so we are making slow progress. I don't know that we will see a marked improvement for another treatment or so. He is feeling better, though, so is extra wiggly. Knee is good.

Rain said...

Hi Susan :) I'm glad PB is doing better, I hope all treatments are successful. I have the same cage. Pavlov tried to jump over it (we put it in front of the bedroom to stop them from scratching at the door when we are sleeping) and he broke the little tube thingy...he was like a flounder on top of that thing, trying to rush into the bedroom when we opened the door! Alex fixed it though, but they are nice cages.

Joy said...

Will do. A couple years ago I won one of your book giveaways, and we communicated about that via email. How best can I send you the photos?