Tuesday, September 11, 2012


My dog Thunder has bladder cancer.  He has been really good this past summer, with little signs of sickness.  I first noticed that he had blood in his urine early spring and he would have occasional accidents in the house, which never happened before since he was rescued and adopted maybe five years ago.   Over the summer, he piddled on things that were easily cleanable, like my linoleum kitchen flooring, etc.  Not fun to clean up, but manageable.  No matter how many times you let him out to 'go', he still had that accident overnight.  Not to mention the 2:30 am. EVERY MORNING letting him out for a quick one.  This past week he has been having accidents every morning, sometimes twice a day now.  My mother bought him diapers, with disposable pads when he was first diagnosed, but he is a 100 pound dog, and these diapers barely go around his waist now.  He is a big boy.  I am sure they are uncomfortable for him, but I am going to have to try doing this daily, so I don't have to come home to, nor wake up to, his accidents every day.

And then there are my messes to clean up.  This morning, as I was driving away from my home in the pitch dark at 5:15, a little bunny ran out in front of my car, and I slammed on my brakes, and the plastic bag of 8 pounds of dry food I set on the seat to be ready for my first spot went flying to the floor.  When I picked it up, it had a hole right on the side of it, dead middle.  I knew it would be leaking food all over until I used up that half of the bag.  Later, when I finished with that bag and went for the other one, I noticed that zip lock closure had come undone, and when I slammed on the brakes earlier, half of that 8 pound bag of dry food was all over the floor.  This is NOT the first time this has happened.  I consider myself the biggest clutz of all time.  If its liquid, I will spill it.  If its powder, it will land on me, if its coffee, for sure it will spill all over my car interior, and on my blouse.  If its glass, I will cut myself.  I am just accident prone.

I did not see the tiny orange and white kittens this morning on Parsells.  But the kittens in my house right now, with their Mommy Vanessa, are little rascals.  Cute as buttons.  I have given them temporary names of Magic (the black one) and Pumpkin (the orange one).  They all three have the run of the house during the day, which lessens the guilt.  I must find them homes, including Butters, as I have four too many right now.  Please spread the word. 

1 comment:

  1. Very amusing entry today, which I am needed due to having a 3 hour dental procedure later on this morning. Mmm, hope baby kittys are ok. wonder where they are....Got material for a kitty hut yesterday so hubby can start that project.Still thinking of how I can best contribute to the "section 8" kittys.Maree