Why My Life Sucks

Brandy, my Miniature Pincher got out some time two days ago.   Got clipped by a car, resulting in a dash to the emergency vet, where they wanted to do all sorts of things to her.   Roughly $800.00 worth of things.     After my PayPal card went “beep beep beep” on the card machine (i.e. declined), the on duty vet said that really, we could just clean it and close it and have us take her to our normal vet in the morning.   That’s $98 or so.   PayPal could deal with that.

He, of course, said this after the normal amount of family drama, due to me having my mothers Gold Card on me, but her not being there, and several cell phone calls back and forth.

Trip to the vet in the morning happened.   Lady Vet said that the wound looked good, and that her (Brandy, not the vet) heart and lungs sounded OK and she wasn’t walking or acting like she was in distress, so she (Vet, not Brandy) really didn’t think she needed to X-Ray her, unless she (Brandy, not Vet) starts acting different.         Lady Vet put her on antibiotics for 2 weeks and told me that her staples needed to come out in two weeks.     Art Dude, bless his heart, asked “so, do you use a needle nose to do that”?

We go back to the vet in two weeks.

Photos of the staples in question when I get my camera back from Random Dafydd

Time to have family drama!

Hopefully this one will have a better ending than some of the others.

Remember my brother’s dog? Well, she is sick, with Parvo, which is Not Good. However, she seems to have a mild case, and the vet thinks she will make it.

All of my dogs, (we think) have had shots. Well, we know Jack and Coco has, but were not 100% about Brandy, so I got to do the Clorox shower before the dogs got close to me. Not like I didn’t used to do that damn near daily when I lived in Delaware County (it’s good to ward off poison ivy), so I know the drill. Brandy goes in for her shot in the morning, so I don’t have to make the house smell like a high school swimming pool.

I have a pair of MinPens, Brandy and CoCo.

Actually I have Brandy and The Darling Wife has CoCo, but that’s a whole other story.

CoCo likes to dart out the front door and run. She does this about once a week. Normally she goes to the end of the block and turns back and will come if you call her.

Some days, well, it’s off to the races. Today, for example. This is not the first time this has happened in the last 30 days either. At least this time it wasn’t just above freezing and I had my shoes on.

Ended up chasing her about half a mile. If you include all the twist, turns, etc. closer to 3/4 of a mile. Almost caught her when a random boy child out in the front yard with two adults males (dad and uncle if I understood right) wanted to “pet the puppy”, and CoCo was slowing down a bit and stood back and did her happy bark at the boy, but I’m not going to do a flying tackle of a dog in front of a child while on concrete. Too scary for the child and not real good on my knees. One of the adult males (uncle, I think) tried to help by offering CoCo beer from his can. In this case, it might have worked, given that she likes beer, but What The Fuck? Beer to a dog? Yeah, I live in Oklahoma.

Finally caught her while she was nose to nose with the first dog she ran into about her size that she could get close to. One successful move silent roll and a overbear attack later and I had got her. Given her defense if fairly high with both her dexterity and size modifier being so high, I was glad to have caught her. Yeah, today normally would be gaming day, why you ask?

So what were the Results:

1. Caught dog.
2. Binged knee.
3. Grass stains on knee of dockers.
4. Crotch seam on dockers opened up.
5. Strawberry milk shake I had for lunch wanting to come up.
6. Finding out that 10mg of Amphetamine Salts taken 45 minutes before a major Adrenalin rush slash aerobic exercise will result in a major crash about two hours later.

Any rate, that was my post lunch, and why I am in bed now, shaking like a leaf.