Dogs are alright, but I like cats better.

The very first dobie I ever met was named "Sir"...which made obedience class pretty funny

I met a guy named "Sir" once. I thought that was super-weird. Apparently his dad was in the military--dunno if that had something to do with it. But--calling your kid "Sir"??

Am feeling marginally better today--throat is still PAIN, but not quite as bad--still hurts too much to really swallow, but simply moving my head doesn't make me want to pass out anymore. So, yay?

Waves back at Sail!

We are still trying to find a dog for my mom. Something larger than a punt dog, but smaller than a collie.

My cat's name is Señor Sock, so I just call him Señor. I guess that's equally weird.

Glad there's improvement, meara. If you can, get yourself some throat spray that numbs you up. It makes eating possible, if weird.

The B-52s have a song about a poodle named Quiche Lorraine

Has anybody seen a dog dyed dark green
About two inches tall, with a strawberry blond fall;
Sunglasses and a bonnet
and designer jeans with appliques on it?
The dog that brought me so much joy
Left me wallowing in pain
Quiche Lorraine

I once had two beta fish - a male and a female. I named them Lily and James. They're dead now.

Oh meara, when I was feeling really awfully this morning I was thinking about you. Do you have a neighbor or friend near by, willing to make more store runs for you? You need popsicles so you stay hydrated, and more pain meds, and soup, and stuff. I know you have a store right handy, but still...

I don't know what's going on with me. This started Tuesday night, and continued through 'til yesterday morning. Then I fell to the communists and thought I was fine. A couple of times a year, for nearly as long as I can remember, my PMS has mimicked the flu. Anyhow, I was a little headachy last night, but my sinuses are always acting up, so I didn't pay it any mind. This morning I felt sort of dehydrated when I woke up, and had coffee rather than water, which was probably my first mistake. I posted in GWW and then got all hot and cold and hot and cold, dizzy, nauseated, weak, and felt like I was going to get a full blown migraine. I barely made it to the couch. I had Scott bring me some OJ, and Ben bring me a banana. I never felt much better, but maybe a little less bad. Then I fell back to sleep. I woke and was nauseated again. I had some crackers and feel nearly all better now. I think it was some weird hormonal, blood loss, dehydration, low blood sugar thing, with sinuses on top. Grlrlasghas.

Something larger than a punt dog, but smaller than a collie.

What sort of dogs does your mom like, Maidengurl? High energy? Laid back? If she likes the more energetic dogs, I believe there are some terriers in the size range you mentioned. There are loads of terriers in my neighborhood.

I'm more of a retriever person m'self, and I've been looking into the Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever. They're smaller than labs and goldies, but seem to have a similar personality.

ETA: Get well, sick Bitches! I hope all the germs take the weekend off.

Oh, Cindy, that sounds terribly unpleasant. I hope it passes soon.