He has tenosynovitis in his right hand-repetitive stress injury. If this round of medications doesn't result in substantial improvement, they're going to refer him to a specialist and he might be looking at surgery. Which-- oy!

Barb, has he had a cortisone (or any steroid) shot in his wrist? I had fairly bad tenosynovitis last year, and a cortisone shot plus sleeping with a hard brace took care of it. I would think a shot would be the next step, before surgery.

ION, we have a gastrointestinally ill dog, and it is about as disgusting as you imagine. But I feel so badly for him, because he has this ashamed look on his face, the I-did-something-bad-and-now-I'm-going-to-get-in-trouble look. We keep telling him it's okay, and he's a good boy. (Which I *swear* is making the cats think, "Seriously? So can WE shit on the floor???")

Barb, has he had a cortisone (or any steroid) shot in his wrist?

Actually, no and you're right, that'll probably be the next step. Well, referring him to the specialist and then seeing what the specialist says.

And poor, poor, puppy, Tep. That's just the worst.

Actually, no and you're right, that'll probably be the next step.

I'll keep my fingers crossed for him. I saw a hand specialist, who must do a gazillion cortisone shots a day. He got the shot right in the exact spot, and apparently that was all it took.

And poor, poor, puppy, Tep. That's just the worst.

He keeps giving us baleful looks because he only gets water for 24 hours. The other dog gets to eat, and the cats get to eat (not to mention the humans are ALWAYS eating), but he's on an enforced water fast.

What he doesn't know (because he's a DOG, and logic doesn't work with him) is that tomorrow he'll get rice with boiled chicken. He LOVES that, more than his dog food, I think.

tomorrow he'll get rice with boiled chicken. He LOVES that, more than his dog food, I think.

I don't know a dog who doesn't live for boiled chicken and rice. But yeah, until then, he's going to be fairly annoyed. Poor beastie.

Oh, poor puppy, and poor Teppy and Boy too. I hope he gets some rest tonight before his reward tomorrow.

So, here's something I just learned: what a swamp cooler really is. (Hint: NOT something that you put beer in for a picnic.)

(Seriously, I thought it was like a cooler-cooler). It is not.

t edit Which everyone else in the world probably already knew.

t slinks away, embracing new knowledge as well as shame at un-informed-ness

OMG MY DAD HAS GONE TO BED.

DID HE TURN OUT THE LIGHT ON HIS WAY OUT OF THE ROOM WITH YOU SITTING THERE?!?!?!?

I'm sorry. That should not be hysterical. It's just so brilliantly typical of a certain kind of oblivious behavior. It's going to be my stock example for a looong time.

Dinner tonight: BLTs with spicy mustard and toasted cheese, and a blueberry-lemon clafouti.

I have to say, the already cooked bacon, while more expensive and not as thick cut, is SO worth it in less clean up time.

DID HE TURN OUT THE LIGHT ON HIS WAY OUT OF THE ROOM WITH YOU SITTING THERE?!?!?!?

That was pretty damn boggling. Not least because roughly 99.8% of the tales sarameg tells about her parents make it clear that both of them think the sun rises and sets on her. How can turn-out-the-lights guy be the same as that other guy in all the other stories?

I'm so glad you're about to have your house back to yourself again (except for the deck people, but oh how worth it that'll be once they're done).

ION, we may be utterly insane. Deb Grabien found an abandoned but completely tame rabbit in the park a couple of nights ago, and it's entirely possible that he may end up living with us. I can think of a million reasons why it's a bad idea to take on the commitment and cost of a pet, and yet...just that fat soft solemn face, crunching loudly on greens and staring at us in mild surprise--I've missed living with animals so very much. He's neutered and housebroken and just a big lollopy creature. Oh dear.