Jayne ,'The Message'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Crappity. Dog threw up a few times yesterday, but seemed okay today. I just through all the cleaning up rags and towels in the wash and he tossed his kibble again. I thought he just ate something he shouldn't have - there's plenty of plants that I don't know what they are in the backyard - but now i'm wondering if I should be worried.
He's such a good boy. Got caught by surprise on the rug and immediately headed for the door.
Poor guy. Is it his usual kind of food? Sometimes putting them on super bland for a few days (like white rice and chicken breast) can calm down their stomachs.
As I've said before, for creatures who gleefully comsume the nastiest shit they can find, they have remarkably delicate GI systems.
So my annual review is freaking glowing. Which, considering I didn't finish filling out the paperwork on it (procrastination, mmmmm) is kind of amazing. But anyway. Apparently actually providing useful customer service counts as a good thing. Go figure.
I hate reviews. Even the good ones. And now I have to set up a discussion time, and I'm crampy and pukey and the advil is barely taking the edge off and I don't wanna think about it right now, damnit.
Mmmmm, procrastination.
for creatures who gleefully comsume the nastiest shit they can find, they have remarkably delicate GI systems
They like to revisit.
for creatures who gleefully comsume the nastiest shit they can find, they have remarkably delicate GI systems
If we see something vaguely food-like, we use our eyes and our senses of taste and smell to decide if its safe to eat. Dogs just go ahead and eat it, and then their stomaches decide if it should stay.
It's his favorite food, and he's been eating it for a week this time with no problems. He hasn't eaten since yesterday, actually, but he often does that. I was concerned that he wasn't drinking water for a while, either, but he's back to normal there.
My brain is totally convinced it's Friday.
Tomorrow is gonna suck.
I hate it when that happens.
Though I was thinking earlier that for me, Thursdays are almost as good as Fridays for several reasons (good free lunch day, SPN, etc.)
Hm. Dog came to greet me when I got home but didn't jump around all excited like he usually does. If he's like this tomorrow morning, he's going to the vet.
Timelies all!
I have a purring cat in my lap again.(Now if she'd actually lie down rather than this crouch with random elevator butt moments...)