Tuesday, March 29, 2011
But right before they started, they heard something... At first I thought it was a kitty howling, but then mom looked and dad and said "Seriously?? Okay, kids, this isn't a drill, in the bathroom!"
Next thing I know I'm in the bathroom with Duncan, then we have Simon thrown in, then Alley then Mia. Apparently those noises were tornado sirens! Since we don't have a basement, the safest place for a tornado is a small interior room, and that's our bathroom.
I have learned that the porch is NOT the place to be during a tornado, plus I don't want to see witches on bikes (on in my case annoying teenagers on skateboards, grrr!).
We were all pretty cool, except for Alley who kept making evil devil cat noises and hissing at air. I tried to hear what was going on, but due to the kitty noises of death all I heard was:
Mom: So where's the stor...
Alley: RAWWWRRLLL! RAOOOOOORLLL!
Dad: I think it's to the nort....
Alley: HISS!!! HISSITY! HIIISSSSSSS! SPAT!
Mom: So, looks like we dodg.....
Alley: DEVIL NOISES! LOUD DEVIL NOISES!
Mom: Okay, I'll go let the kids ou....
Finally we were released from the Devil Kitty prison. As we all piled out, I tried to explain the heck that was the bathroom with Alley, so I drew an artist interpretation for mom:
The storm went north of us. Later the sirens came on AGAIN, but it was again north of us. They just turn on the tornado sirens anytime there's a warning in the whole flippin' county. I howled at the siren, mom and dad thought it was funny. I was actually protesting the Devil Kitty Bathroom. It's going to be a long storm season...
Oh, an mom is going out of town for a few days, taking my internets. I'll be back soon! Hugs!
Monday, March 28, 2011
Dog mom here. Anna is letting me post on her blog today, there's a lot of scientific stuff her little puppy brain doesn't quite get.
First off, THANK YOU! When I looked in on the blog this weekend and saw all the encouraging posts from people I don't know or have never met, it humbled me. Both Dog Dad and I were so touched. Pet parents (and their pets of course!) are the best--I am honored to be part of this online community.
Okay, so here's the lowdown on Simon's situation. Vet called Friday, and while his thyroid levels have improved, his liver has gone up...from 260 two weeks ago to 795 last Thursday. This is raising concern of possible liver failure. After the initial shock, I began researching and found that his thyroid drug can be causing the liver spikes.
After a phone call with the Vet Friday night, we're trying to find the correct balance. Taking him off the thyroid pills will kill him, and so could the possible side effect of these pills. So we're adding another pill to the mix, Denamarin. Vet said it can be a miracle drug--cleansing and rebuilding the liver.
The game plan is to continue the thyroid meds, add in the Denamarin, give sub-q fluids twice a week and see where we stand next week. If the liver levels are high, we'll have to look at something else, like a thyroidectimy. But we need to get him strong enough to go through surgery, meaning he'll need to be on the thyroid meds to do that.
So basically we're waiting-and-seeing. I pray the Denamarin does its job. He has been eating more, which makes me feel better...maybe being a southern girl I think anything can be cured with food! Again, thank you all so much. You have no idea what it means.
Oh, and Anna wants you all to know she's been giving more magical healing slobbers aka kisses to Simon. She has been quite attentive to him, but I mean, she is the best dog nurse ever! Much love,
Friday, March 25, 2011
Dr. Vet is afraid Simon is going through liver failure...she's not sure if it's a mass or what. We're going to try some things involving subq fluids and some new food. Please pray for Simon!
No, not that kind of a yack, but the yack of a kitty. A yack sound that could wake the dead out of a coma. Mom scrambles out of bed to find the yacking offender so they don't yack on her new carpet and find it's Simon. Luckily he was on the wood, so she cleaned it and came back to bed.
Off again we drifted....I was dreaming of certain studly dogs and mom was dreaming of George Clooney when....Yack Round 2.
Again mom got out of bed (not quiet as leaping as before and mumbling something about words I cannot publish). Yack crisis two averted. Back to dreamland. At this point I got sick of being awakened by the yack, so I got out of bed and went to sleep in the spare bed. Ahh...serenity now.
Whatever. Mom gets up and starts turning on lights (it's now about 4 a.m. btw) looking for the yack sound...but I didn't hear a yack sound. But I couldn't see anything cause the lights being turned on burned out my retinas. Woman, just let them YACK for goodness sake! Gah!
Then mom realizes it wasn't the cat yacking, it was Duncan licking his feet. At 4 a.m. Yeah, I'm not even going there, but mom was so yack-paranoid she thought that it was another yack attack. She has yack shellshock.
By this point she had had enough! She buried herself in the covers and didn't emerge until 7 a.m. So we're both sleepy, the cats are sleeping soundly on the couch and I am quite worried about my brother's 4 a.m. foot fetish.
Have a great weekend! :)
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Anyway, Mr. Houdini didn’t just pull bunnies out of hats and stuff, he did scary escaping stuff. He was actually born in Hungary then came to America as a little boy, I guess cause they had no noms in Hungary.
He was called “The Handcuff King” cause he could escape from handcuffs and chains and stuff. We might could learn something from this....
To prove he was doing it without tricks, he'd often do them almost NEKKID!!
He did stuff like escaping from a skyscraper while hanging upside down, getting out of straight-jackets, being burried alive and other such weird things...
One of the weirdest (to me and I think you'd agree) was the Chinese Water Torture act! They'd go dunk him in water all tied up, and he'd escape before he'd drown! I often feel like this during bath times...so I guess I can sympathize, but why would you do it willingly?!?!
A lot of people think that Mr. Hou escaped by swallowing a key and upchucking it furball style and then using it to escape. Most times he escaped hidden...in boxes or in the ground.
So the lesson here, bath's are torture, you can cough up a key and don't ignore when you're feeling bad, go to the Dr. Vet or Human Dr. Vet. Ta-DA!!!
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Well, I won an item in the awesome Paws for Peace acution benefitting Richie and Ronnii and their vet bills! Now the hard part, how to pick my prize?
I won an awesome collar and matching leash from Cody's Creations. And they have SO MUCH cool stuff, I don't know what to pick. I narrowed it down to three, but need your help! Tell me which one to choose (or pick one out for youself and go get it...or get the one I get and we'll be twins!!) :
1. Skully Sweet
2. Grape Crush
3. Pink Argyle
I really don't know which one is more fabulous...they ALL are...don't you see my dilemma?? I love pink, but I may try something different?? I don't know!
And for all you fashionable fellas out there, there are some awesome manly collars as well. I can see some of you in them already!! Help support those who support awesome causes like the Paws for Peace Auciton!
I can't wait to see what you guys pick!
Monday, March 21, 2011
So this weekend, mom and dad and me went back to Weogufka state park...you'll remember this as the state's "best hidden (emphasis on HIDDEN)" state park. Last time, mom and I searched for hours to find it, and after some dog puke and some scary peoples we found it and left.
But this time dad ASSURED us he had the right directions to get there, cause one of his coworkers had gone and gave him the directions. So, off we went....on some country backroads that reminded me a lot of getting lost in NC for Elk Falls where we encountered the Mountain Chicken.
We cross some scary bridges and find a dirt road, we go up the dirt road, and we come exactly to the place where mom and I had stopped last time. We get out. We walk up the road to the firetower thing.
Dad keeps muttering this can't be it. Mom says "this is it, this is best hidden secret in flippin' Alabama". Dad gets on his phone to call his friend.
After my pitty party, finally dad gets off phone with dude and says we have to drive more, so we drive and mom sees this, the trailhead! THANK YOU JESUS!! I was ready to get this show on the road now that we finally FOUND the road!
We crossed a stream, which was good. My dogs were HOT! Ahh, stream water!
No, this doesn't look up to code AT ALL!
But dad did find a swinging bench to take a break!
Friday, March 18, 2011
Mom came home with something in a package yesterday, something that Simon was going bonkers over! She put it on the floor and I watched what happened...
Simon began just rollign around on the floor....he was oblivious to me. At first I thought he was having a cat-niption fit (Badda bing! Get it! Oh well..)
As I studied the effects of this odd Weapon of Kitty Destruction (WKD) I wondered if it was just Simon, or if other kitties would fall to it's spell (and yes, that's Simon drool marks on the floor, not mine!!)
So I got Mia in on the act...just to see what would happen....
At first Simon didn't want to share...he was like a CRAZY man!! But Mia finally got a sniff..
OMG she became a blur of craziness!! Maybe I shouldn't have gotten two kitties involved because now I had two cracked-out felines on my paws...and they were getting scary...
I finally got the WKD away from them...I don't get it. It's just a little mouse thing....apparently puppies are immune to it's kitty crack effects...I even licked it, nothing...
Then Simon came back for his "precious" as he started calling it. I gave it to him. I was scared. What had I created?!?!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Last weekend when cousin Lola and Aunt Temple were down, I took them to my woods. It was still very muddy from all the rains, which, of course, meant it was AWESOME!!
I forget Lola's legs are a "tad" smaller than mine and she can't go quite as far or fast as I can, but we made it to my sloo which was up over the reeds/weeds. Which made for great Swamp fun!
Lola is a bit at her limit...I mean, she can't go too far!!
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
I. Bajas- RA Husky
II. Amber- Baby Rocket Dog and Hootie
III. Noodles- Ruby
IV. Calhoun - Kayla
V. Jazzi - Lady and Lucky
Mom isn't a very patient person, so anytime the phone rang she got excited/nervous. I thought she almost went rabid wombat at the poor Omaha Steaks telemarketer. Finally, Dr. Vet called....verdict...Simon is hyperthyroid! Mom was quite happy with this...his kidney's are great, no inkling of the "C" word and since mom was hyperthyroid, she can use her old prescripton for Simon!
So, Simon is all good. He's not acting as starving and he goes back in two weeks for a check up...the litterboxes are less stinky aka more appetizing again. Thank you all for your prayers and good mojo for Simon! I've done my part by giving him tons of magical Anna kisses and slobbers...they have healing powers, so I know he'll be fine!!