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.

Oh, how can helping a sweet critter be bad? I saw her LJ and I swear, if I'd been there, I'd have been a goner.

BUNNY!

Bunnies are pretty low maintenance. A friend of mine in Columbus had one that was litter trained and she used to cuddle with him on the sofa and watch tv.

Given that you can't have cats, and I can't imagine with your lives currently how you could fit in a dog, this seems like potentially a great thing. Especially for a poor abandoned creature.

On a somewhat related note. I gathered up and washed a whole bunch of Lucy's toys and leashes and things and I want to take them in to the Anti-Cruelty Society soon. I'm kind of scared about it. I'm very not ready for a new animal, but I don't know what going in and seeing the poor homeless critters will do to me.