Yesterday, we went to my nephew’s birthday party and swam.  We took the dogs.  Then left there and went to TBF’s parents.  The dogs were tired when we got home, but they’re doing so much better around people now.  Today, back to the grind.  I’m a little excited to go back.  I was running out of stuff to do…lol

I’ve got ribs cooking, took the little dogs for the rest of their shots, picked up Henley from the vet, and went garage saling with my sister.  Didn’t get anything, but it was nice to get out and about with her.  Henley was excited to see me.  He was whining and jumping up on me…lol  He’s doing better, but we have to get him much better before they treat him for the heartworms.  Arsenic is what they use to kill them and it can kill the dog too. =(

On a better note, I took some pics of the new pups.

I took Henley to the vet yesterday and found out he has mange.  I was freaked out.  The vet said that’s generally a symptom of another under lying problem so we’d get him over it and check him for heart worms.  We got the first shot and he goes back for two more after this.  This morning though, he wasn’t getting up and running around the house with me like normal.  I took the puppies outside and he didn’t follow.  I noticed he’d gotten sick outside on the ground during the night and went back into the house where he was still laying in the den where he’d been all night.  I finally got him up and he drank a little water, but wouldn’t eat.  He wouldn’t even take a Milk Bone.  Not at all like him.  I called the vet back and he said to bring him in to stay overnight.  I took him in, the vet drew blood, and we left him there. =(  The vet called me back saying he’s tested positive for heartworms.

I just keep thinking what a horrible pet parent I am. =(  I knew he had a place on his knee, but wanted to make sure the puppies were okay so I put off taking him to the vet until the next payday.  Turns out it wasn’t just a spot on his knee.  It was mange…and now I find out heartworms too!  =(   He’s about 13 years old ( it’s worse on older dogs).  Not only am I kicking myself for not getting him the heartworm prevention medicine (which the puppies have had), I’m seeing dollar signs wondering how I’m going to pay for all the treatments.  The vet said he’d work with me thank goodness.  Uggg…I don’t even have a good reason for not having kept up with the medicine.  I’m just a bad pet parent.

Yesterday was a little more productive.  We got my fence fixed, mowed a bit of the yard, did some shopping (although we still need groceries), took Henley to the vet, and taught Spud to play fetch.  Mia will run and get the ball, but will not bring it back…lol  Both are sitting on command now though. =)  Potty training is still not complete, but they’re doing much better.  I suppose it’s taking so long because of their age and never having been worked with before.

Today, I’ve done nothing. NOTHING!  I’ve watched tv and played video games and napped…lol  Other than taking the puppies outside, I’ve only left my bed to go lay on the sofa…lol  I did put chicken in the oven for dinner. =)

I’m counting today as Vacation Day 1 since I always have the weekend off and TBF was off work yesterday.  This is day 1 when it’s just me with time to get stuff done.  So far, I’ve got a roast in to cook, picked up cat food (the cats were thankful), done dishes, about 3 loads of laundry (yes I’ve been putting that off), found a free pug puppy for a friend, and was happily surprised when Mia kept bugging me until I finally asked if she wanted to go outside.  She went for the door and when I let her out, she actually pottied outside!  W00!  They’re finally getting the gist of this potty training business. =)  I was so proud I texted TBF to tell him my dog was getting it faster than his Spud….lol  What do you expect though?  Naming him after a potato.  *sigh*

I’m on vacation this week although it’s not really a vacation since I’m staying home and working around the house.  My number one objective, get these puppies housebroken!!!  ARGGG!  I’d forgotten how much work is involved with puppies and how I don’t really like them….lol  Today is day one of hard core, get it done in a week, potty training.  These poor puppies had no training at all.  They haven’t even learned their names yet - Lady Mia and Sir Spudnick.  Which one do you think I let TBF name?  Spud. He’s named for the potato…lol  TBF’s favorite food.

This week I plan to get the fence fixed where Petey dug holes that these little things can get out of, clean house, mow down my jungle, and haul the old furniture to the dump.  Poor Ethan is going to get to help me since he’s home…lol  I’m also hoping to get some good pictures of the pups. Maybe I’ll get lucky and knock it all out the first few days…ya.  I don’t believe that either…lol

I know I’m a fruitcake and the last to know about some things, but with TBF being gone to Jamaica and me being here alone, it’s hit me like a ton of bricks how much I miss him and want him here with me.  I work with him and he’s lived here for over a year now.  That’s a lot of time together and I’m not sick of him yet.  Something has to be going right.  He sent me a text this morning saying, “I’m sitting on a wooden chair with fresh waffle, bacon, and eggs.  Live band, soothing music, beach view.  Beautiful, but I would rather be spending time with you.”  He also said he got made fun of because he was taking his laptop around the resort trying to get net access to talk with me last night…lol I would think it’s just schmooage (which everyone knows I love) but he’s paying the fees to text while there and it’s not like he’s got anything to gain by schmooing…lol It just amazes me that someone so wonderful seems to care about me as much as I care about him.

Ya, I know.  It’s a sappy post, but it’s true.  He’s wonderful and I’m wondering what I did to deseve him.

I bought two Coton De Tulear’s from a breeder.  Got there and was expecting to get one, but I couldn’t leave one there. =(  Had to get both.  When we got home and I bathed them, they looked like dalmations despite being solid white dogs.  They had that many fleas on them.  They’re doing well, but they are not the least bit house trained and they’re 4 months old. =(  I’ve been trying to come up  with names for them - male and female litter mates.  I’m thinking Mia for her - from the Princess Diaries.  She’s a prissy princess bossy type and I’m trying to break that attitude.  Maybe the appropriate name will help…lol  He is not show quality - he has a partially pink nose.  That is endearing to me, but the breeder didn’t like him much.  His hair looks as if it’s been cut and he’s got some scabs either from cutting his hair or the fleas.  Either way, he’s much more shy although he’s making tons of progress.  He stopped letting the little girl beat up on him.  He’s stood up to her and now is the first one to come running when I’m in the room. =)  TBF suggested we call him Tonto (as he was singing that Jump On It song).  He was calling him Kemosabe.  Not sure that fits him either…lol

TBF is in Jamaica.  He’s the man of honor at his sister’s wedding.  I’m missing him horribly despite the fact he just left Sat night.  He spent the first night at the best man’s house and rode to the airport with him.  The wedding is this morning.  He’ll be back Wednesday, but oh my word that seems like forever at the moment.

My little sister is going through a tough time.  More on that later when it becomes more public knowledge.  I dreamed last night that she reached out to Callboy (do you guys remember him?).  I was glad she did because she needs support from more than family.  Like I did, she needs to hear from people outside the situation.  The bad part is, he bagan hittingo her and I was livid.  I knew (in my dream) that he was going to do her the same as he did me.  I wanted to threaten him, but I no longer had his number or email or any way of getting a hold of him.  The good news is that I wouldn’t threaten him IRL.  The’re both adults and I told her what happened with me.  If she’s dumb enough to make the same mistakes as I did, then so be it.  I do hope she reaches out to him though because I know he would be nice and supportive to her and she needs that.

Anyway, gotta go to work.  Think of some good boy & girl names for the dogs and I’ll get some pictures posted!