Emergency Vet Visit

The last couple days I haven't been myself. No getting into the garbage (when mom didn't put the barricade up) no table dancing, not jumping in her lap as easily as I would have, and being very, very docile and quiet. Mom figured that as long as I was eating and my tail wagged when I saw her, that I was okay.

Today, that changed. I sat down and lifted my right paw, refusing to put weight on it. Then I whined. Not once, not twice, but three times. Mom was on the phone to the vet before you could say "what's wrong, Roxy?"

Off to the vet we went. They put me on the table and started feeling all over and I didn't struggle. And I was limped. Turns out, I strained my right shoulder and neck. The vet (not the one who loves, loves, loves me and who would have insisted that I go home with him for "observation") gave me a muscle shot and gave mom some medicine for me, which I have to take every twelve hours. Mom is also supposed to "discourage" me from jumping up and down (good luck with that, mom) and carry me up and down the stairs.

Other than that, I am okay, which is good, because I was worried mom was going to get a little hysterical about me not being well. She told me nothing could happen to me, because she would have a very hard time without me. Heck, I'm irreplaceable! She even told me so. I better lay low, I don't think mom needs any more excitement this week.

Fourteen Hours Of Sleep

And yes, while I went downstairs to spend time with mom, Lucky did NOT get out of bed until PlusOne did (fourteen hours later, after noon, just like mom figured.)

Lucky made sure PlusOne knew he was HER boy. Not that there was any doubt.

Thursday Three

Mom did a little yard work yesterday because it was so nice out.

I did a little sunning.

Lucky enjoyed the cool grass.


And PlusOne got in to town around 9:45 pm. Someone was tired and starving. Mom doesn't expect to see him before noon tomorrow. And maybe not even that early.

Wordy Wednesday

Mom thinks Lucky is missing PlusOne. I think so too. Well, he will be home later tonight. He called mom yesterday and told her "my life is complete". He had been to The Smithsonian's National Museum of American History (NMAH) and seen the 1701 "Servais" cello made by Stradivari, uniquely famous for its state of preservation and musical excellence. It takes its name from the 19th-century Belgian, Adrien Francois Servais (1807-1866), who played this cello.

His cousin, Mr. Karate, told PlusOne he should have asked to play it. (Yeah, right!)

Tattle Tale Tuesday

Lucky's vet appointment was typical. Weight 12.9 lbs. Blood taken, shot given, eyes and ears checked, and oh, yeah, rabies shot. Mom laughed when they asked if Lucky had bitten anyone in the last ten days. Mom's reply, only if I hang onto the treat too long.

As you know, PlusOne is in Washington DC for his eighth grade school trip. He called mom three times Sunday. The first time after he had eaten lunch (it cost eight dollars for a pizza, a drink and a cookie, can you believe it mom, EIGHT dollars). The second time was to tell mom that they had reached DC and were in the hotel room (he also told his roommates to talk to mom while he tried to kill a wasp that was in the room) and the last time at 10:00 pm. This is what we did mom, we went here and here and here and I got this and this and this and yak yak yak yak yak.

I don't think he misses mom per se, I just think he wants to share it all with her. That makes mom feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

The Vet

My unsuspecting sister is going to the vet today. I am going along for emotional support. And because the vet LOVES LOVES LOVES me. Maybe I won't kick her out from my special spot in bed tonight. What with her missing PlusOne and all. Then again, it's MY spot.

Happy Easter

Happy Easter everyone. Mom wanted to put bunny ears on me, but I put my foot (rather feet) down and said no way!

PlusOne left for his 8th grade school trip to Washington DC this morning at 6:00 am. He will come back Wednesday night. I don't know what mom is going to do without him. More importantly, Lucky will be sleeping with mom and dad and me. She better not take MY spot in bed. She may be my sister, but bed spots are sacred!

Vacation

Yup, we're gonna do a LOT of this.

Fabulous Friday

And it's a Fabulous Friday because if mom can make it through today, she will be on vacation for the next week. Woo Hoo!

PS I want to thank everyone for their belief in my innocence (misplaced as it may be). Your support means a lot to me. Maybe sometime soon I will have another "Disobedience Class" lol

Thursday Thirteen (Give Or Take)

Definition of BAD:
failing to reach an acceptable standard : poor bad repair job> b : unfavorable bad impression>
b : mischievous, disobedient bad dog




Yeah, I'm BAD!

Wordless Wednesday

Tattle Tale Tuesday

Mom's day at work yesterday. I knew I should have gone to work with her. The good news is that she is on vacation next week. Can you say "I can't WAIT!"

Back To Work/School Monday

Do they really have to go? I mean, seriously, who wouldn't rather stay home with Lucky and me? I know PlusOne has to go to school, but why does mom have to go to work. Better yet, why can't I go to work with mom. I would be good and sit on her lap ALL DAY LONG.

Roxy, dearest, mom doesn't SIT STILL all day long. And knowing you, you would eat anything that wasn't nailed down and get into things you're not supposed to. You're better off here, with me, keeping you out of trouble. ~ Lucky

I don't get into trouble.

Who ate dad's donuts off the end table Saturday night? And got the cream ALL over the sofa cushions? ~ Lucky

I refuse to answer on the grounds that it may incriminate me.

I rest my case. ! Lucky

Tattle Tale!

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Grandpa's Birthday

Grandpa turned 80 yesterday. Today mom, dad and PlusOne went to his big 80th Birthday Bash. In honor of his birthday, here are some of photos of Grandpa, dad and PlusOne.

Can you tell they're related?

Happy Birthday Grandpa.

(Mom's going to get an updated photo of the three of them. Standing, this time, so you can see how big PlusOne is getting.)

The Author Responds

The author (PlusOne) would like to thank everyone for the very nice comments about his poem. His memere couldn't believe he wrote it himself and insisted mom make a copy and send it to her. This is one of the first photos of the author and his beloved pug, Lucky. It's a hoot, isn't it?

Ode To My Pug

She is golden
under the summer sun
She walks
like there is nothing wrong
in the world
Her black eyes
staring at me
She loves me
for I rescued her
provided a home
and a family
She snores ever so
slightly as she
sleeps next to me
Her extra skin
moving as I rub her
back
She licks my face
gently as I hold her
She is happy and carefree
She goes limp
when she is tired
She keeps me sane
after long days of school
Her curly Q tail
wagging slightly
She runs in little circles
She looks in different
directions when I call her
My Golden Pug

By PlusOne

Wordless Wednesday

Tough Tuesday

Yeah, our life is so tough, can't you tell?

My Sunbeam

Mine, and ONLY mine!

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Lucky and I are hoping for another day as sunny and nice as yesterday.

Mom passed her test yesterday, then crashed.

PlusOne put Lucky on mom's head and Lucky practically cleaned mom's entire FACE. Even tried to clean up mom's nose. I think maybe those grunting sounds were mom being pleased about that, but I could be wrong.

Test Day

Today is mom's test day at Karate. She is going for another stripe on her belt. Five more and she gets to test for Third Degree Black Belt. That will be the end of next year.

The really amazing thing about this is that mom had Lateral Release Surgery on December 10th and only got back on the mat February 5th. She missed FIVE weeks of class and still managed to get in enough classes to take her test. (Normally mom takes 4 classes a week, she had to do twice a week for 5 weeks and then three times a week for 5 weeks.) I know mom will do awesome but she tends to worry about these things. You know how moms are.