there is the swine flu, and then there is the saints flu...
Carol · Apr. 28, 2009
i think my flu sucks more. i feel worse today than i have on any other day and that is saying alot.
but...life goes on, barely...i am pretending to be alive right now and not fooling anybody...except maybe the animals because THEY DON"T CARE!
the vet came out to see spritely..her leg is bad. last time it was bad was jan 25th so she has done pretty well. we just decided to do what we did last time which worked for quite awhile...so spritely...please get better really quick cuz i feel like crap right now.
the bastard barn guys broke thru the gate again and got into the barn...you try to remove a 1000 pound cow from a 5 foot wide feed room when you are sick...it doesn't work really well. anyway, cathy was here so we did manage to entice him out with some grain but the dogs were under foot cuz i was taking them for a walk at the time and it was stressful cuz those dogs are idiots around 1000 pound feet.
i get focused on things when i am sick...i absolutely had to do 3 things today...pay the vet bills, fertilize the dog yards and get butch some more toys because al and joey are stealing his. the vet bills were way higher than i thought...i must have stopped counting a few weeks ago...i paid off today $12,500 and we still owe another $9000...ouch. i am so glad the plant sale is going really well and that i bought 2 hanging baskets myself! (lana, the money is my car for the SGA's (saints guardian angels) hopefully by mid may when the plant sale is over we pay off another big chunk of the bills.
i got half the fertilizing done before i crapped out.
the toy run is another thing altogether...little butch the miracle boston with the magic shrinking tumour...LOVES the purple, squeaky dinosaur toy and so does al, joey and angel...everyone keeps stealing the favorite toy from a dying (but not dead yet) boston. today when the vet was trying to listen to spritely's heart...al is squeaking that thing out in the field and tossing it all over the place.
"al...that is butch's toy and what is it doing out here in the field???"
so back down to the pet store go tammy and i to purchase more dinosaur toys to go around....we bought one in every color. and just so you don't feel sorry for me because i couldn't put more down on the vet bills...i spent 30 freaking dollars on toys for those dogs....and damaged myself too while i was at it.
tammy warned me that all those dogs sqeaking all those high pitched squeaky toys was going to be a problem, like interfere with my sleep...
well.... who'd have thought it would perforate my ear drum...i didn't til i felt the blood dripping out of one ear....don't you think that is really weird? my ears were plugged but they didn't hurt like they were ready to tear.
anyway, now maybe those bastard bedroom dogs have made me deaf in one ear...i will let you know when my head unplugs, if i can still hear.