I think Mamaw is goin to take up permanent residency at the doctor’s office. Poppy took her yesterday to get an x-ray—she got good news, and bad news. The bad news is they found a hairline fracture of the “tallis” of her foot. The good news is that he will consult with the orthopedic people but thinks we can just keep on doin what we’re doin.
When they got back home, she was just exhausted. The x-ray technician wasn’t at Dr. Caughlin’s office in the afternoon so they had to go over to another office to get the pictures taken. And Mamaw says it is just exhaustin to drag that leg around.
She’s either layin on the waterbed icing her foot or elevating her foot way up in the air! I can’t even reach that far…but Poppy keeps telling me I gotta be gentle with her.
Poppy made a “special” breakfast-brunch for them when they got home and Mamaw just loved it. That makes Poppy feel so good to know that he’s been helping out. He’s even been takin me outside most of the time so she doesn’t have to “fuss with that.”
We’re all discouraged about now…wantin better things to come our way. Poppy went to the store—I wonder if he’ll buy a lottery ticket. They said the $$$ is up there real high again and wouldn’t that be great to win? Don’t see that happenin…
March 22, 2011
I think I shared with ya about how scared I was the day Mamaw fell on the deck and hurt herself. That’s been over two weeks now—and she’s still havin some real issues with that! Poppy says she’s gonna have to go to the doctor and get an x-ray to find out what’s wrong…he gets disgusted with her for puttin stuff off too long.
And she always worries about everybody but herself. A good example of that is I just can’t relax—I’m so high strung right now I just can’t seem to manage my own life. I don’t want to go outside (had an accident in the house and that’s a real NO-NO.) So she called Miss Jessica, my very own veterinarian, and they talked about givin me a little happy pill for a while to help me through this transitional period of my paranoia. So she gets herself all duded up with the jewelry and the whole bit and goes to pick up a prescription for me.
Now—get this—she has to take the Rx to HyVee to get it filled. Are they putting me on HUMAN pills or what? I sure hope they won’t hurt me cause I’m really feelin the need to get some special TLC right now! She comes home with the medicine and gave me one; then she heaved a huge sigh of relief…frankly, I did too.
I gotta stick to my favorite sayin: Oh well, tomorrow is another day…we’ll see what happens then.
And she always worries about everybody but herself. A good example of that is I just can’t relax—I’m so high strung right now I just can’t seem to manage my own life. I don’t want to go outside (had an accident in the house and that’s a real NO-NO.) So she called Miss Jessica, my very own veterinarian, and they talked about givin me a little happy pill for a while to help me through this transitional period of my paranoia. So she gets herself all duded up with the jewelry and the whole bit and goes to pick up a prescription for me.
Now—get this—she has to take the Rx to HyVee to get it filled. Are they putting me on HUMAN pills or what? I sure hope they won’t hurt me cause I’m really feelin the need to get some special TLC right now! She comes home with the medicine and gave me one; then she heaved a huge sigh of relief…frankly, I did too.
I gotta stick to my favorite sayin: Oh well, tomorrow is another day…we’ll see what happens then.
March 18, 2011
Bear with me, I'm gonna try to make your day. Mamaw is just in awful shape and can barely get around. I am so bored and so I'm gonna try to cheer us all up today.
Hope ya all wore your green yesterday. She wore her Notre Dame green T-shirt and she was damned proud of it too!
Okay--here we go:
Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
(1) eat less,
(2) don't ask for money all the time,
(3) are easier to train,
(4) normally come when called,
(5) never ask to drive the car,
(6) don't hang out with drug-usin people,
(7) don't smoke or drink,
(8) don't want to wear your clothes -- there I have to disagree...I managed to wear her boy shorts one day,
(9) don't have to buy the latest fashions,
(10) don't need a gazillion dollars for college and
(11) if they get pregnant, you can sell their children.
Now--my paws have taken a beating gettin this done for ya all so ENJOY!
Hope ya all wore your green yesterday. She wore her Notre Dame green T-shirt and she was damned proud of it too!
Okay--here we go:
Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
(1) eat less,
(2) don't ask for money all the time,
(3) are easier to train,
(4) normally come when called,
(5) never ask to drive the car,
(6) don't hang out with drug-usin people,
(7) don't smoke or drink,
(8) don't want to wear your clothes -- there I have to disagree...I managed to wear her boy shorts one day,
(9) don't have to buy the latest fashions,
(10) don't need a gazillion dollars for college and
(11) if they get pregnant, you can sell their children.
Now--my paws have taken a beating gettin this done for ya all so ENJOY!
March 11, 2011
Things just keep gettin worse for Mamaw! This morning when she took me outside to go potty (in her nightgown and slippers) she slipped on the icy front deck and fell "ass over appetite." I was just gettin ready to do my thing and I saw her go down so I ran right up to her--all worried about her. And Poppy was worried too--she was in real pain right away but she said, "Oh my God Poppy, I didn't show my name and address to everybody going by did I?" Her ankle swelled up right away and she HURT HER BACK AGAIN!!!
There's still that matter of the stitch so she forced herself to sit while Poppy tried to get hold of it to pull it out. He couldn't see the darned thing without magnification so he said if she could make it to Valley West sometime today; he would get it then. She was thinkin, well crap--if I gotta get all cleaned up she'd just see about goin back to the dermotologist. She called--they could take it out at 2:00 so she spent the rest of the mornin getting ready. It had to be agonizing for her but she absolutely insisted on it.
She left me long enough to go and came right home. She got a glass of water and a pain pill...she was in and out the rest of the day. When Poppy got home she put the gate up and went to bed. She didn't even take that damned e-reader with her. I was Poppy's buddy all night and never did make it to my kennel.
There's still that matter of the stitch so she forced herself to sit while Poppy tried to get hold of it to pull it out. He couldn't see the darned thing without magnification so he said if she could make it to Valley West sometime today; he would get it then. She was thinkin, well crap--if I gotta get all cleaned up she'd just see about goin back to the dermotologist. She called--they could take it out at 2:00 so she spent the rest of the mornin getting ready. It had to be agonizing for her but she absolutely insisted on it.
She left me long enough to go and came right home. She got a glass of water and a pain pill...she was in and out the rest of the day. When Poppy got home she put the gate up and went to bed. She didn't even take that damned e-reader with her. I was Poppy's buddy all night and never did make it to my kennel.
March 7-10, 2011 (Mamaw's week from hell)
We got up on the 7th and Mamaw was IN A BAD WAY! Her back was killin her...but she begged for a haircut--Poppy's just too busy workin. She made it through that and Poppy said he'd best call the doctor for Mamaw. He did--they went--she came home and went straight to bed. Poppy would "fetch" the medicine later in the day.
And here she is...with the stitch on her upper lip from her surgery.
She's supposed to go back to get the stitch out today but as you can
see, she's still DOWN AND OUT! I said, "Poppy, I don't think she can keep her appointment today." Poppy replied, "Yep--we're gonna have to cancel it for now.
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She's supposed to go back to get the stitch out today but as you can
see, she's still DOWN AND OUT! I said, "Poppy, I don't think she can keep her appointment today." Poppy replied, "Yep--we're gonna have to cancel it for now.
March 6, 2011
It’s Sunday—what’s wrong with this picture? Mamaw is up and gussied up BEFORE WE GO OUTSIDE! She hung around with me outside till I was able to get #1 and #2 done…but she’s havin some trouble walkin and bendin—I think she’s in pain. I’m gonna watch out for her—so I didn’t pull on the leash or anything—I promise I WAS GOOD!
Back in the house I got a little attention but I’d say not so much. I smell a rat…she didn’t even go to the office and call me in there to write the blog. Somethin definitely different. She did sit and drink a cup of tea though.
Before long her cell phone starts ringin—and it was three times in a row. While she was putting her coat on she grabbed a Diet Mountain Dew from the fridge and her purse as she headed out the door. I didn’t get any sort of a goodbye out of her. I looked at Poppy with all kinds of questions and he told me she was goin to the Fonda Nursing Home with Lori and Brianne to see Alma. (She Poppy’s mom—why didn’t he go?) Poppy said, “I have to go to work today so they’re gonna go in my place.” Made sense to me… “Oh Poppy—don’t go to work and leave me alone,” I said but he informed me he has to work so I can have my good eats and wonderful haircuts and all the “special” things I get around here.
So I laid on the bed with sad eyes watchin Poppy prepare himself for work. I love that guy and I sure hope he has time to give me the wonderful belly rub—maybe two times before he leaves cause I know when he puts me in the kennel I’m there till either Mamaw or he comes to get me. It cramps my style—havin to wait on them. I’m an independent red-head and I love my freedom. Just not today so much!
Back in the house I got a little attention but I’d say not so much. I smell a rat…she didn’t even go to the office and call me in there to write the blog. Somethin definitely different. She did sit and drink a cup of tea though.
Before long her cell phone starts ringin—and it was three times in a row. While she was putting her coat on she grabbed a Diet Mountain Dew from the fridge and her purse as she headed out the door. I didn’t get any sort of a goodbye out of her. I looked at Poppy with all kinds of questions and he told me she was goin to the Fonda Nursing Home with Lori and Brianne to see Alma. (She Poppy’s mom—why didn’t he go?) Poppy said, “I have to go to work today so they’re gonna go in my place.” Made sense to me… “Oh Poppy—don’t go to work and leave me alone,” I said but he informed me he has to work so I can have my good eats and wonderful haircuts and all the “special” things I get around here.
So I laid on the bed with sad eyes watchin Poppy prepare himself for work. I love that guy and I sure hope he has time to give me the wonderful belly rub—maybe two times before he leaves cause I know when he puts me in the kennel I’m there till either Mamaw or he comes to get me. It cramps my style—havin to wait on them. I’m an independent red-head and I love my freedom. Just not today so much!
March 5, 2011
Been thinkin all day bout whether I want to share some stuff with ya but Poppy said I might as well just say it! Mamaw laid down some NEW COMMANDMENTS for me to follow:
1. Thou shalt not chew on Poppy’s favorite quilt;
2. Thou shalt not steal Kleenex from the garbage containers;
3. Thou shalt not steal Mamaw’s underwear from the dirty clothes basket;
4. Thou shalt not steal Poppy’s handkerchiefs from his dirty clothes basket;
5. Thou shalt not steal Poppy’s underwear from his dirty clothes basket;
6. Thou shalt not try to be the ‘boss of the house’’
7. Thou shalt not ‘nip’ at Mamaw or Poppy FOR ANY REASON;
8. Thou shalt not be ungrateful;
9. Thou shalt not complain;
10. Thou shalt not chew on my “jewelry.”
I’d better explain about my jewelry—Mamaw says I’m beautiful with it on; I want to chew on it. I had my haircut the other day don’t ya know and I look so beautiful now! And just the day of my haircut (she calls it groomin); she read in the Des Moines Register about two dogs that had been lost. Well, she’s been very lax about my tags so the next day after my haircut, she put my leather collar on with my name and address on it. Then she got all my tags and Poppy put them on my collar too—just in case I’d get lost or anything.
1. Thou shalt not chew on Poppy’s favorite quilt;
2. Thou shalt not steal Kleenex from the garbage containers;
3. Thou shalt not steal Mamaw’s underwear from the dirty clothes basket;
4. Thou shalt not steal Poppy’s handkerchiefs from his dirty clothes basket;
5. Thou shalt not steal Poppy’s underwear from his dirty clothes basket;
6. Thou shalt not try to be the ‘boss of the house’’
7. Thou shalt not ‘nip’ at Mamaw or Poppy FOR ANY REASON;
8. Thou shalt not be ungrateful;
9. Thou shalt not complain;
10. Thou shalt not chew on my “jewelry.”
I’d better explain about my jewelry—Mamaw says I’m beautiful with it on; I want to chew on it. I had my haircut the other day don’t ya know and I look so beautiful now! And just the day of my haircut (she calls it groomin); she read in the Des Moines Register about two dogs that had been lost. Well, she’s been very lax about my tags so the next day after my haircut, she put my leather collar on with my name and address on it. Then she got all my tags and Poppy put them on my collar too—just in case I’d get lost or anything.
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