After conferring with Buster’s vet, I’ve come to the decision that I need to board him for at least a few weeks so he can get proper bed rest.
I’m researching trainers for Buster and Sophie, and it’s stressing me the hell out. I need someone who does in-home training and can help me deal with Buster’s dog-aggression issues and Sophie’s anxiety and hyperactivity issues, as well just basic training.
Since Buster is on bed rest and has to be in his crate all the time, I’m spending a lot of time sitting on the floor to keep him company, and my back is killing me.
On Saturday Buster jumped onto the couch next to me and stood on my belly with his front paws. I tried to shift him, and he screamed in pain. He spent the rest of the weekend moving somewhat tenatively, avoiding jumping up on anything, and taking the stairs very slowly.
Coming home to find you forgot to shut the bathroom door during shark week and your delightful dogs have strewn chewed-up bloody tampons throughout your apartment.
... is to listen to twenty-somethings discuss how old and world-weary they are. It’s simultaneously depressing and adorable, in no small part because I know I did exactly the same thing at that age.
I’m trying to start doing the weekly meal plan thing, and I’m getting quickly overwhelmed. I want to start slow and easy with a few simple vegetarian or vegan meals that I can make relatively quickly and get a few servings out of. Bonus points for things that keep well in the fridge, don’t require a lot of…
My company is currently in open enrollment for long-term care insurance. They’re waiving health screenings and medical history scans, determining cost purely on age and locking in the rate for the life of the insurance, which would be a pretty good deal for me since I’m only in my early 40s but have a history of…
Apparently it’s the one-year anniversary of Gawker’s demise.
This will probably go poof later because it’s an insane amount of whining, but I need to vent so I don’t start throwing things.
I had my mammogram and ultrasound today. The lump I found is the same benign cyst they found last year — it just grew.
Buster has to take his liver medication an hour before he eats anything in the morning. So I give him his pill first thing, we go for a walk and I do my morning routine and then I put the food out before I leave for work.
My ancient laptop finally crapped out, so I need to buy a new one. I figured this would be a good weekend with all the sales, but I’m so clueless about this stuff, and I don’t know where to start.
I just found a largish lump in my breast. I’m going to call my doctor tomorrow and see if he can get me in ASAP, but for the time being, I’m freaking out. My mom died of breast cancer 12 years ago.
My (~5-year-old) pup Buster has been showing slightly elevated liver values for the last 9 months or so. Medication has helped a little, but hasn’t brought the values back to normal. At the last checkup the vet told me to take him off the flea meds he was on (Trifexus) and check him again in 3 months.
There’s a large Ibizan hound — just past being a puppy, easily 60-70 lbs. and ridiculously tall — who is a regular at the dog park. She and Buster have never been particular friends before, but last night they were having a blast playing chase and wrestling for Buster’s ball while I talked to her owners.
... when someone puts you at serious risk on the road and then flips out on you for their own bad driving?
Someone hijacking a post about cults on Lifehacker to air his grievances about how OMG MEAN!!!! the scary Gawker and Jezebel feminists are.
Buster lunged at a cat on our walk this morning, and his leash slipped out of my hand. As soon he realized this, he turned around, trotted back, waited patiently for me to pick up his leash — and then promptly lunged at the cat again.