First – the animals…(as it should be): Chuy is doing fantastically well. He’s lost 7 lbs and is bouncing around just like a Yorkie was made to bounce. Still very sad that he can’t have cookies – but he takes it like the little gentleman that he is.
And Hendricks – the 16 yr. old cat – is also doing much better. Turns out he has a thyroid problem and was losing weight at an alarming rate. He’s now on meds and has gained several pounds.
Toby and Beau are their same old wonderful selves. The world without a soft blue ball would be quite sad for Beau, who requires at least an hour a day of playing catch. All Toby requires is my lap.
And baby Madeline is growing and gracefully accepting her role as the newest pet – which means she doesn’t always get the amount of attention she deserves. When that happens, she lets us know by destroying some treasure or other.
Now, the sad/good news about housemate. She is seriously ill, and will have major surgery on May 15th. She is full of tumors and ovarian cysts, and experiences unbelievable pain on a regular basis. Her belly looks like that of a woman in her fifth or sixth month of pregnancy, as some of the tumors are the size of small melons. Please keep her in your thoughts as she goes through this very hard time. What’s the good news? She won’t have the pain, or the over-sized abdomen in a couple of weeks, and will also have a few weeks of much-deserved rest. For once she’ll have to accept others taking care of her, instead of always being the caretaker for anyone within reach who has a need.
As for myself…after three months in my new job, I’ve been promoted to upper management and will soon supervise a team of 9 therapists, case managers and family resource specialists – all of whom will be providing intensive home-based therapy to very sick children and their families. A nice raise comes with this huge undertaking, but believe me, I will be earning every penny.
On the homefront – the dandelions have met their match and are finally dying!!!! We’ve hired a nice young man to treat the lawn – a necessity since ours was the worst-looking yard in the neighborhood. Turns out we also have grubs, which are something like slugs but different. I have had to take over mowing as housemate can no longer stand the ride. Who knew that mowing could be so difficult? I keep over-running my swaths and leaving a maze of high grass in with the short. I can almost hear the neighbors laughing over the sound of the mower.
And there you have the long and short of it. Please be well – no swine flu anyone. Wouldn’t be prudent.
Peace and love to all,
Pat
