Yay!!!

After a few days of pain and swelling, Patches is doing tremendously better.

Unfortunately, until his sutures are removed, and probably after for a few days, we still have to carry him up and down steps to make sure he doesn't tear his wound, or bleed, or anything else. I am sure he feels like he is being punished, because not only have we not been letting him sleep up on beds, for fear he will jump off and hurt himself, we are feeding him MUCH LESS human food, and the stuff we give him is meat, lean of course.

Even when he tries to tell me he is okay with chocolate, I still won't give it to him...

And the little porker also tried to convince me he didn't get fed this morning. ( Dad gives him his morning pill(s) and feeds him his morning and evening meals, so that we can accurately keep track of how much food he eats ( he is a little overweight... for his mix of breed) and he sat by his food dish and kind of looked at me then at the dish, and back at me, as if to say, hey, Dad disn't feed me, so you better...)

For the record, I checked his pills (I marked his twice daily antibiotics with the date and a.m. and p.m. respectively, so that we could make sure he doesn't miss any... just in case!), and I figured if he got his pill, there is no way Dad didn't feed him.

So I cuddled him instead.

I am not sure that made a difference in his appetite!

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In other news, we are now settled in M&D's basement...

...awaiting and continuing to search for jobs...

and I am actively trying to get my health back into a more, well, healthy range.

I have an appointment to talk to a dietician, and a therapist... just to deal with random life crap, help figure out my mental blocks, you know?

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Thanks to everyone who found their way here from Illustration Friday (or otherwise) and who commented on my last post, and wished Patches a speedy recovery. With all the people thinking of him, he has recovered spedily, but, not quite done yet. On the 13th, sutures come out, and I am sure he will not be a happy puppy after that.

I use the term 'puppy' loosely, considering Patches will be 6 on April 7th!!!

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I find I have been thinking about Pookie a lot in the past few weeks. The thoughts come and go, bittersweet memories that bring tears to my eyes.

(Anyone who missed the back ground on Pookie - a.k.a. 'Boo', click here to read more.)

It is starting to feel weird how well we've all adjusted to life without her, although I am certain she is on our minds often. We still have the toy dog she treated like a baby when she was in heat, and would chew in between cycles, and her collar on it. Together, they sit atop the t.v. in the living room, where I am sure we all glance at it from time to time and pause to remember her.

Sigh. :) I can't wait to see her again. She was so good!

Anyway, I am tired, and have a nasty hedache, and am going to try to sleep! I can't believe how late it is! Crap! I will have to get up early and suck it up through tomorrow...

Moi.