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I think the old dog understands more than I thought possible. Week before last, we had begun the excavation of his grave, and were sitting in my room where he is talking about how much bigger the grave needed to be, how we would get him out there, the service - yes, we have funeral services for our pets - the marker, etc... when he suddenly decided to get up and eat. I've been looking at plans for the cart/wheelchair and taking measurements to customize it for him, making adustments, shopping for suitable materials to support a 150+ lb. dog comfortably.... and, right this minute, he pulled himself completely up and is walking down the hall on all fours. He wouldn't win any races but compared to where he was less than two weeks ago, he is making amazing progress.
 
Dang ... ought to read my other email account more often. I've been offered a job as a contract specialist with a major corporation. Hmmmm... stay where I am and retire early in 7 years or take more money and better health insurance... what a quandry.
 
starguard said:
show us your tits

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Lunchtime was good. Went home and big dog was waiting ... and hungry. He ate a whole can of Alpo beef with vegetables. I got an "on the spot" award today too, which came with my choice of gift certificates. I took the one for the hardware store. Dog's cart just got upgraded to deluxe. Hopefully I'll have this thing made by this weekend and get him into it. Maybe I'll dig out the digital camera and take some pictures too.
 
hey eloisel ! Are you a good old nasty whore who would like to use her clit to bounce off my tounge like a pogo stick?

ROFLMAO..,
 
bad dog said:
hey eloisel ! Are you a good old nasty whore who would like to use her clit to bounce off my tounge like a pogo stick?

ROFLMAO..,
Such a tease. You'd just fall for my big golden girl - and she'd break your heart.

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Update on old dog:
He ate a hamburger and 2 cans of Alpo beef w/vegetables canned dog food yesterday and again today. He is walking on all four legs most of the time today, even though he is still shaky. He's also getting better at flipping himself over to his left side when he falls so he can get back up. He's also getting pretty good at turning around - not turning too fast or too far which causes him to fall over.

He didn't get tired as quickly last night, but when he finally settled down, he let me sleep for 5 hours before he had to get up and go again. That is the longest he's let me sleep in about 2 weeks.

This weekend, I'm making the cart. If the weather stays in the 80s, I'll even take him outside. It is a 24x24 covered/screened porch with a smooth surface and nothing to get stuck on so he can travel quite a bit if he wants to and can work the contraption. I've got a 3-day weekend - hopefully plenty of time to work with him on using the cart if he needs help. Still, I'd like to find him a helmet for when he's not in the cart. There's nothing in the stores. Short of tying a cushion to his head - which he won't stand for - the best I can do is pad the walls and floors as much as possible and hope he lands on the cushioned areas when he stumbles. It isn't so hard when I'm home - he stays in the hallway - no furniture, a wall is close enough to catch him, and I can follow him around if he decides to venture off into the other rooms. When I'm not home, he goes exploring and gets stuck in the furniture.

This big old dog is an inspiration to me. I will always remember Tyler's perserverance and determination to overcome his obstacles.
 
Got an email from the Business Law class instructor. He said the grading was on a pass/fail basis and I passed. Turd. I've got a transcript of straight "A"s - "passed" is not sufficient.

Still - considering the trouble that one particular subject has been - I'm glad to be done with it.

One whole week off then back to the books - this time Criminal Procedure. 10 weeks after that and I'm done! Woohoo. Two days after I complete the program, it is my birthday, then I get my yearly bonus, and right after that is Thanksgiving. In other words - it will be big party time.
 
Still, each day, old dog lays down and he seems to be getting ready to leave this life. I think that when I come home from work, or get up in the morning, or even come back from the bathroom, he'll be dead. Then, at 3:30 a.m., old dog gets up and starts his travels up and down the hall, checking out the other rooms in the house, drinks a couple buckets of water, eats a can of food, does his business, gets cleaned up, travels some more. I've lost 15 lbs. in the last 2 weeks from all this activity. He's going to recover and I'm going to need a new wardrobe and a vacation. Okay. I'm not complaining. I'm just sleep deprived.
 
ha, ha, ha, ha ... it does at that.
That is an Obie doll. I picked one up in a store years ago and squished it. It was quite surprising when its eyes, ears, and tongue popped out. Cracked me up it was so funny. In my sleep deprived state, it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. I need one of bright green eyes with dark circles around them. That is me these days and middle of the nights.
 
I think relaxwithcamo might know this...
I began to align our amorous organs, only to find my wily advances screech to a halt: "I do not recall your masculine appendage being in the presence of any provisions. Have you forgotten how a fertile womb may be forsaken?" "I apologize, my darling. My passion knows not wherest an evening draws conclusion and where a generation beareth" "Why hast thou forsaken thee?" she replied. "Crevice of my dreams..." I began to explain myself, only to be craftily interrupted. A grimacing feature reassessed the startled look upon her face. "Get ye behind thee, papa!" A new orifice appeared. And it was good.
 
Update on the old dog:
He is doing very well. Got him a new bed the other day. When I went home at lunch today, he wanted to be out in my living room so I moved his bed in there. When I got home from work later, he was snuggled up with his two cat buddies. His appetite is good - back up to 3 cans of wet food a day plus some dry food. He is walking mostly on all fours now, dragging only when he gets really tired. He isn't falling down as much and when he does he is pretty much able to get back up on his own. He is still trying to crawl under the end tables, coffee tables, desks, and phone stands. He tried to crawl into the crate with the nursing mama and kittens the other day. He did crawl under my bed. How, I'm not sure, because he is too big. I had to hold the bed up while I dragged him out from under it. All I know is I heard him yelping for help and went running into my room thinking he'd fallen over onto the shoe bin again and couldn't get up. It was a weird moment - hearing him crying for help and not being able to find him. There is some obvious brain damage - this need to crawl into small spaces - but otherwise he seems like his old self. Even his head is straightening out. His head has been cocked to the right, like he's trying to look into a narrow space. The weather is cooling down too - been in the low 80s all week. I'm going to take him out on the back covered porch this weekend. He likes to smell things so I'll probably pull all the potted plants off the front porch and the back patio into the covered back porch so he can sniff them up. Might get him some other special stuff - he likes peeling avocadoes - and maybe a can of smoked oysters. Dogs don't like to eat smoked oysters but they do like to rub the smell into their fur. He needs a good bath too, so it'll be oysters first, bath last. If he can make it into the kennel, which is off the back porch, then he can sniff grass too. Otherwise, I'll bring him some clippings when I mow the lawn and trim the bushes Saturday. Oh - and some of the buds off the rose bush in front. He has always loved the outdoors. Heck, if he can get a leg up, I'll take him into the mini-forest and let him visit the trees.

School and other projects:
School is an anxious thing right now. I've only one more subject to take to be finished with this Paralegal Program. I'm anxious to be done with it as I've been at it several years now. The class is Criminal Procedure and the registrar told me yesterday that not enough people have signed up for the class so they may have to cancel it this session. Drat. I won't find out until tomorrow. The class is/was supposed to start Monday. And, of course, it isn't a class the university offers online so it wouldn't matter how many people enrolled. In a way, it would be a good thing if I took the Fall off from school. Three editors are interested in my trilogy and I'm still in the middle of the third novel with some rewrites to the first two for consistency and foreshadowing of the third story. I so want to devote next year to my time traveler series and to the murder mystery. Fall is always the best time, too, to do the major yard work living in a mini-forest requires and to give the old wood house a really good cleaning inside and air the place out before closing it up tight for the winter months. Still, I'd like to be finished with that most excellent paralegal program. After that, boss man wants me to take some classes for other things, but those are short programs - not years. I can deal with those.
 
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