Let's Wrap Up This Week

This past week hasn't been a bad one overall. Spent sometime with the boys. Saw a movie at the theater. Woke up at 4am and couldn't go back to sleep. Yeah, that is this morning. I don't know if I need to start going to bed later, in order to sleep in past 4-5am, or what. But since I am up early, you get some more of my random thoughts for the day.

Reverend Mother and Preacher Tom got a dog. Not that that is anything weird. If I remember the details right, it is a 9-week old black Lab/Shepherd mix. They named it Marley, or at least I think they named it that. The dog is named Marley, but since they got it from a rescue shelter, it may have already been named. I haven't been formerly sniffed by Marley yet, but am sure it will be sometime soon. I have mixed feelings about RM & PT having a dog. Originally, the idea was based on that RM would have some sort of protection, as she likes to take evening walks around the neighborhood. Not a bad idea, since PT would prefer to not go walking with her - not the company, he is just not a fan of 'just walking'. And I know RM reads here, so I am probably putting my foot in my mouth, but where else am I allowed to say what I want, when I want, and how I want?

RM always wanted a smaller 'lap sized' dog. PT always wants bigger - like shepherd, doberman sized dogs. Marley is 9-weeks old, so I guess RM gets the lap sized (for a short time). My parents are not as young and spry as I am.Well, maybe more spry, but not as young. Are they going to be able to keep up with this pet? Take it with them when they go on weekend getaways, or retreats? Am I the one that is going to be asked to    come over and feed/water/walk the dog when they decide to go out of town? Not that I mind it. I live the closest. But I don't want to have to adjust my schedule to accommodate a dog that needs to be let out at least twice a day (if not more). I don't know. Actually it is not me just being selfish and thinking of how it may affect me.... How long will they be able to care for Marley? I'm guessing, a dog that size probably has an easy lifespan of 15 years (at least) and possibly more. Though my parents are healthy and in good shape, that's a number of years, and I am sure Marley will be wanting to be active.

Not that I have much room to gripe about loving and having pets. The Wife and kids have pretty much always had a dog, or cat, or both, throughout most of our years together. Stuman has a few dogs, and Sis has 3 small dogs, a cat, and a rabbit last time I knew. I will admit (this one time and never again) though Daisy and Rusty (aka Crack Kitty and Spawn of Satan) are a pain in my ass more often than not, I still sort of like them. I can't believe I admitted that. I must be bit off mentally from waking up so early.

Oh well. It's not my dog. I can always say no. Just hate the thought of a year or two down the road, they having to give up Marley as things aren't adjusting to their lifestyle the way they thought it would. Who'd thought I would care about a pet that even isn't mine? I must be off in the head....

PeacE

Kill The Dog

Yesterday ended up being one of those days where it just pisses you off. Started off great... was getting things done left and right, no probs... I even set up an eye exam appointment for like 3:30 (my first one in 4 years). No worries. I even went like an hour early because I got tired of sitting at home. It was in the mall, so I figured I could 'walk the mall', which I did do. They were able to get me in 30 min early, nice. That the "whole appointment" took 2 hours to complete....GRRRR!!!

I kid you not.... two hours, for a typical 30 minute exam. It was, do the prelims, wait 15-30 minutes, do the eye adjustment thingy, wait 15-30 minutes. Dilute the eyes, wait another 30 minutes. Oh, the doctor forgot you were waiting for her to go over the retinal picture results with you.... THEN I had to wait another hour for them to complete the lens for the glasses, which I am now wearing. Waste of an afternoon. Total time at the mall: FOUR hours. I needed a beer after that, and then a friend showed up at the bar, and next thing I know it is 2am, and ....oh geez, I am tired this morning.

I think the 3-yard chase is not helping me being tired. Daisy (our Chihuahua-Daschound mix) scheduled for an 8am appointment for her yearly shots/vaccs. I also am getting her spayed. The vet is only like 5-10 minutes away, so at like 10 min til 8, I leashed her, and went to head out. I don't know who, or how, but her collar was loose enough she ended up slipping out of it, and I had to chase her across three yards before cornering her. I was not happy when we got to the vet, but will admit we were still on time. Her check-up went fine, and I gladly left her there to be cut open. I asked about the odds she would die while they are doing the procedure, and the vet looked at me funny. I explained about the chase scene this morning, and she laughed. Glad someone thought it was funny.

I am headed to the MIL's this morning. Maybe I can catch a nap while she is out shopping, as long as FIL doesn't decide to fall down. I am just tired. Thinking a nap when I get back home.

PeacE