My dog is an escapist. He loves to get out of the house and run around the neighborhood. It hasn't happened in a while, since we have kept a tight reign on him and finally taught the Kid that it is NOT okay to just open the door while the dog is running loose in the house.
This morning, however, I put his leash on him and sent him outside like I usually do. Something told me to look out the window and check on him. His entire choke collar was off, and he was standing there looking up for the dogs that live above us. Why didn't he run? I calmly opened the door and called him back in. Normally, he would say "haha screw you!" and take off. Today, he just excitedly came back in and sat down with me. I pulled his leash back in, put it back on, and sent him out again. The dog seemed never the wiser about what had just occurred. I have to wonder if he knew and just didn't care to run away, or did he not even notice. Either way, he is still outside sitting in his favorite spot enjoying nature going by and I am here not having to worry about whether or not he will eat someone else's pet.
Today I have 2 test sessions at my place haha.. so small but thank god the lights fit im hoping we can make some good stuff, and right after I'll be heading to calumet with the tshirt site owner to find out some rentals about the hassy and also to familiarize myself with it.. never even held a medium format camera before! and the one we are planning to rent the sensor is over 2 times bigger than even the top of the line canon camera so that-= amazing pics! and if you shoot products in studio it has this multiple exposer thing that creates the most jaw dropping product shots@!! oo cant wait! then for the next two weeks I'll be dreaming about shooting with it
Paul brought an azure grackle with him when he came last night. It had been hit by a car. It has a droopy wing, but doesn't seem in any pain - it just can't fly. I am judging the pain on the fact that it doesn't try to peck me or even struggle when I move the wing to examine it. We have the number of a bird person here who can take it on Monday.
We were supposed to go to Vermont last night to pick up Pauls car. I got tomorrow off of work so that I could do it, and I love having two days in a row off. We didn't go, though. Paul did his usual angst-ridden dithering about when we should go, and then there is the whole issue with the grackle. I was having the period from hell last night, and so I said I would stay home and take care of the bird.
This morning the sun is out and it's shaping up to be a beautiful day. I wonder if I should change my mind and pass the bird off to Paul's housemates as originally planned, and just go have this overnighter. Last night I was feeling a bit depressed about it, I know the guys often do things efficiently, and I was worried we would go up this morning, stay a couple of hours and come home in the dark. It doesn't look as if it will be that way, though. I think they will stay overnight. I look out at the glorious morning here, and think that sheesh, if tomorrow morning is at all like that, I will regret not being out on a kayak in the middle of a lake for the dawn tomorrow.
Alright. Decided. We've got to swing by and pick Paul up anyhow - I'll call him first so he can arrange for his housemates to take care of the bird. I have half an hour to get ready. Eeeeeek!
Ok, well....my knees are thrashed. They're basically all chewed up
bone, no "joint" visible in the Xrays. But this much I knew already.
The surgeon said that, because my knees have contracted so much (I'm
unable to straighten them now) that this makes joint replacement
surgery more difficult. They (the Drs) need to "have enough room to
move around in there". Another option is to fuse them, which scares
me to death. Fusing basically means that they screw the bones
together. No more joint. I can't wrap my mind around how that would
work. He said they don't fuse them totally straight, but didn't
elaborate on this. He wants to consult with my Rheumatologist to see
how HE plans to treat me. And he said he wants to think about what is
the best course of action, AND whether to do one or both knees at the
same time. He's leaning toward one at a time though. He'll call me
early next week.
He can't get me on the surgical schedule for at least 6-8 weeks, which
complicates some after-surgery at home help I was trying to arrange
with my sister. But this won't work with her schedule for the summer.
:-/
SOoooo.....LOTS of things to consider, none terribly encouraging since
they've gotten SO bad. *sigh* :-(
Why, oh why do I always scrub the kitchen to within an inch of it's life and then cook dinner? Why don't I ever cook dinner and then clean the kitchen to within an inch of it's life so I can enjoy it for a while? I'm an idiot.
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