Life's Too Mysterious....Don't Take it Serious

Grayson figured out yesterday that we could hold the camera out and take pictures of the two of us together making silly faces.

If this doesn't cheer you up, nothing will...

It's Creepy and Cute Day!

Big News today. It's the day they release the new SPORE Creepy and Cute parts pack! Whoopeee!
Grayson has been eagerly awaiting this day for weeks. SPORE is his latest game obsession. He plays it on the computer, pretend-plays it, talks about it, and watches YouTube videos about it. It was the first thing he said this morning: "Today's the Day!" You'd think it was Christmas. Well, I guess in a way, it is. He and his dad will be out picking up the new pack after work today.

Sunday afternoon Grayson announced that he would not play SPORE again until he had the new pack. And if he tried to play SPORE, or even said he was going to play, I was to tickle him until he said "NO SPORE!"

Yes, this is just a way of getting me to tickle him. But he even put a sign on his computer that said "No Spore or tickle." What, exactly, he hopes to accomplish by denying himself the game, I cannot guess.

I've had a useless day, I have to admit. After a long night of very involved and bizarre dreams, I woke up in a pitiful mood and was virtually useless at work, just picking around the edges of what I need to be doing. Spent a good part of the morning messaging and emailing friends. Tomorrow I'll try to be more focused.

Flower

Tuesday stank.

After all the business of voice recording, grocery shopping and floor cleaning, Grayson and I took Flower to the vet at 4:30.

She has heartworms.

She tested negative a year ago, but I didn't put her on preventative, so it's my fault. I feel terrible about it.

Soooooo, we began a regimen of ivermectin shots every two months for the next two years. And after every shot, she has to be kept quiet and sedate for a week. And we have to keep her from doing much running or rough play. The idea is that they give her just enough medicine to kill the larvae in the blood, without actually killing the worms on the heart itself. If they kill those off too quickly, the worms break up after they die and can begin to clog up the blood vessels in the lungs. so we are just keeping more from developing into adults while we wait for the existing worms to die of old age in their own time. I don't like the idea of those horrible things twining around her big, loving heart. But the vet said this is the safest way.

She also really needs her teeth cleaned, but they have to anesthetize her for that, and we can't do it for several months at least while she's in treatment. We'll just monitor her and see how she does with the treatment and then the vet can decide if she's safe to anesthetize.

At the risk of sounding really sorry for myself, I just didn't need this now.

I'm doing okay. Grayson and I get through the days and mostly stay on top of things. But it's not easy. The dogs complicate things, but when Flower has her big soft head in my lap and looks up at me with those big brown eyes, or when Kobi bounds up onto the bed to lick me awake at 6:30 in the morning, it's worth the inconvenience to have them with us. Our home is much more of a home with our dogs around. I feel terrible about Flower's condition. I'll do whatever we have to do to get her healthy again.