Saturday, October 25, 2014

Done Watching

The Pres and I have always worked for a living and like the majority of people, nothing was ever "handed" to us.  We both came from hard working families who instilled in us a good work ethic. Everyone was expected to pitch in and help...no freeloading.  That was/is not our style.

So last week when the floor of the garage was scheduled to be poured, I had asked the Pres to take a few pix in case I wasn't back from the gym yet when the fellow got there. 







 Now remember, because I headed out extra early, I was back home earlier than normal.
Bottom line is this.  While the pix the Pres took came out great, when I got home I got the best one  two!  

Don't you think?

I caught the Pres snapping a few pix as the fella finished smoothing out the floor...adorable.  The guy in flannel doing his job...:)

(Can you see Moon in the lower left corner just in case the Pres needed help defending himself from the man with the big stick...LOL?)




Then a few minutes later when I looked out...


a very tired dog...

apparently done doing her job!

Sharing a tired watchdog with you and those at

Saturday Critters

Camera Critters

So which is your favorite?

Friday, October 24, 2014

Going Nowhere

Tossing and turning almost all night, it was last Friday night's phone call from my daughter that kept me awake.   The next morning when my cell rang, I had a sinking feeling. Through her sobbing and crying, I heard, " Mom, I am so sorry....I feel so selfish. C.A.T (pronounced See A Tee) is sick again. He's not eating or drinking, not going to the bathroom. All he does is lay in the closet.  We're bringing him to the Vet first thing this morning."

Needless to say, the Disney trip was cancelled last minute, several hours before we were slated to leave.  My daughter felt guilty for days.   "We'll reschedule. Go, do what you need to for C.A.T to make him comfortable.  I just wish I could take away your pain".

  There was no hesitation in my words nor in those of the Pres.

Hearts were breaking.



Although aching for them if they had to make the decision to put him down, I think I unpacked immediately just for something to do, as they rushed their beloved C..A.T, now thirteen, to the Vet. 

  They had adopted the two brothers from a litter at my Vet's.  Had it really been so long ago?  Naming one D.O.G (pronounced Dee O Gee) and the other C.AT, the two brothers were given a wonderful home filled with love and attention.  While D.O.G was mostly black and passed away a few years ago, the sixteen pound, mostly white, C.A.T., was soon introduced to Choo-Choo, a kitten they saved from a garbage dumpster.

He was given pain medication, given fluids under the skin and spent hours at the Vets on Saturday only to show no sign of improvement on Monday morning. They returned to the Vet Monday morning where more bloodwork and an ultrasound were done to determine the severity. Although his bloodwork was great, he was diagnosed with pancreatitis.

He came home Monday night...late and they were instructed to keep him on a bland diet, giving him pain meds as needed. When my daughter and Angel opened the kitty carrier, he stepped out, walked over to his food bowl and began eating his new food.  Tail up and waving as always, the big guy was as happy as they were to be home.

As of this post, he seems to be back to his old self, parading around, purring, meowing, napping, jumping on their king size bed (with the help of the ottoman to reduce effort) and just enjoying "going nowhere."

And Disney?
As the Pres said,"It isn't going anywhere."
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