Molly is a huge dog, which is really more the reason I'm worried. I'm worried that it's MUCH too high of a dose for him.

The med is Soloxine 0.8 mg. I have no idea Molly's weight--at least 60 pounds...I'd guess more. And Toto's under 20.

I just talked to Molly's mom. Molly's "brother" has done the same thing as Toto did, and he's fine. So, I'm going to just wait and see. Blech. That was a few minutes of stress I didn't need.

that implies to me that a one-time dose isn't likely to be toxic

This is good to know. Thank you.

I'm not sure where I got cat from, sorry! -- that's definitely more than a Toto-sized dose of Soloxine, but the part about it building up over time stands. Keep an eye out anyway, but I'm glad you were able to get some reassurance from Molly's peeps.

Oh, yeah. Toto's dosage of that med would be .2 mg. Eek. I'm just gonna watch him and try to get him to drink a lot of water and not stress. HA! Me, not stress? Right!

I am wearing a sarong wrapped like a towel. I woke up at 5:30. But then, I fell asleep at 7 am.

I think my neighbor with the internet connection I've been...privateering maybe moved out, so I haven't had internet for a couple of days. I did some contortions and I have an extremely weak internet connection.

Wow, there are a dearth of English teacher jobs availble. I am getting NER-vous. I am supposed to hear from the job I interviewed for last week by the end of this week, and I hope I get it. I haven't even had a nibble from anyone else.

I just applied for a creative writing English teacher position at a local high school. I've had 2 creative writing classes, and written 1/4 of 2 unpublished novels and a bunch of depressing poetry. But I applied. It would be fun, but stressful, and I would feel like a BIG FAT FAKE.

I have achieved cleanliness and clothing! Go me! Today's ensemble consists of bright turquoise cotton trousers, a chocolate tunic with turquoise and scarlet embroidery (er, and copper coloured sequins, for that Really Understated look), chocolate ballet flats, a turquoise-and-copper ring and turquoise MAC liquilast eyeliner.

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Oh! And a handbag I bought in Delhi, made out of bright, much embroidered turquoise sari fabric.

And now I'm crying again...my boyfriend wants me to call poison control, and he said he'd pay for it. I know I shouldn't be so stubborn, but I don't want to do that...even though it would mean I would sleep tonight. I SO don't want to let go of my false sense of independence yet.

It's kind of funny, though. The four dogs are completely passed out on the kitchen floor as I sit here and freak out and try to figure out what to do.

Ken Henry, treasury secretary and animal conservationist, has warned that hairy-nosed wombats are "on death row".

I need to point out that he's talking specifically about the northern hairy-nosed wombat, which is indeed critically endangered, being now limited to one location, the Epping National Forest. The southern hairy-nosed wombat is classified as vulnerable, but is in better shape than the northern; and the common wombat is still living up to its name.

vw, I'm sure he's just trying to help, and wants you to know he'll help out, too, but Molly's mom said not to worry, didn't she? I think she would know best, really.

Erin, you know good writing, though! (And you *do* write.) Even if you haven't written Pulitzer-winning novels, I think you can still talk about what makes good writing work, using examples. You can totally do it.

Glad for that clarification, billytea.

bug, I wouldn't call poison control. I'd just try to talk to a vet and see what's necessary.

Also, I think Erin should move to Bangkok and teach there and have ribald adventures with Fay.

vw - if I remember lo those many years ago when I worked for a vet. The things to look for are excessive thirst, hyperactivity, excessive urination, excessive hunger and big personality changes. I'm pretty sure there's not that much to worry about. Keep an eye on him.