When it rains, it pours

As you might recall, Santiago will be back at the Vet tomorrow morning to have his front teeth removed. Well things just keep getting more complicated for the little wee buggar!...

I got a call from the Vet yesterday at work... I knew that could not be good, and well... his WBC count is low (but that is easily attributed to his teeth and infection - gingivitis), more troubling are elevated liver enzymes. At first she was concerned about a Liver Shunt (where the blood vessels go around the liver and not through it, thereby not cleaning and detoxifying the blood)

This can be an issue because you really cannot put them under. I pointed out that he was under last year for his teeth cleaning and his neutering.. (This was done with a different vet so it was not clear to her) and he was fine; so we've all but ruled out the shunt and gastro as he's only been sick (with diarrhoea) once over a year ago. It could st

ill be an infection or inflammation of the liver, or a few other minor issues. So he's been fasted since 8 pm tonight and when we get to the vet tomorrow they will take some more blood samples then feed him a tablespoon of food and wait an hour, take more blood and send them out rush. They should have the results by 2 pm, They will call me at work. Unless there is a reason to postpone the dental work, he then will be put under at 3 or 4 pm .

I work til 7 pm (to accommodate my taking him to the vet in the morning for 9 am) and will pick him up on the way home for the weekend. I am off Friday and Monday which is just as well because he'll be highly medicated on pain meds so I'll have to keep an eye on him.

Tomorrow is not going to be a great day. I'm not looking forward to it whatsoever. If you feeling it, I'd appreciate some prayers and or positive vibes sent along to Santiago.

Happy Hump Day

Doggie Dentures

As cute as this commercial is, and Santi LOVES these things... they sure as frack didn't save his teeth!

Some times Love hurts.

If you know me, even if only slightly, you know or should, that I love nothing more in this world than Santiago. He truly is my angel on Earth and has gotten me through MUCH in the short 16 months he’s been in my life; a heart breaking break-up, a couple of nasty illnesses. Given me infinite unconditional love. Cuddles in tight to me when he knows I’m sad, or lonely. Causes me to smile with nothing more than a look. And never asks for ANYTHING in return save food and water and unlimited time to play fetch… the later something I try desperately to fulfill.

Well I took the wee monster to the vet on Saturday for his check-up and I was simply devastated. I have to take him back on Thursday to have all (12) his front incisors extracted. It’s a common enough issue with Chihuahuas. Small mouths make for a lot of dental issues. The thing is he had his teeth checked and cleaned a year ago and they were spotless and in tip top shape! 2 Weeks ago I took a look was totally grossed out. I immediately ran out, got him a little tiny doggie tooth brush and beef flavoured toothpaste but alas it was well too late.

The Vet said his molars are in great shape, if only a little tartared. The Canines “look good” but she’s a little worried one might have some damage below the gum-line. The front incisors are all wiggly and rotting. She also said that it’s not my fault and virtually impossible to have avoided, but that don’t make Papi feel any better. It’s certain that had I taken him earlier it’s possible the extractions might not have all been needed but we’re talking probably 4+ months ago and even she said it’s highly unlikely that I'd have felt the need to check… but still I blame myself.

She said I shouldn’t worry, they these teeth really are not used in domesticated dogs, especially house pets as small as he. But again I still feel guilty. i just do.

THEN she said, “And he’ll feel so much better after his gums heal. He won’t be in any more pain and discomfort.” PAIN AND DISCOMFORT?!?! This dog must have some amazing pain tolerance because he will play fetch for hours. And I mean HOURS! The record is over 6.5 hours; non-stop; and it was the humans who gave in and called it quits, not him. And he’ll play tug a war too. Not a lot, as it’s never really been his "thing” but even the morning of the appointment he did play tug a war a little but…

The vet said after he heals he’ll probably want to play even more because his little mouth won’t hurt. MORE?! Are you mad woman?

So I take the little booger in Thursday morning on my way to work and pick him up on my way home. And all I can say is thank god my Bonus came in last week ‘cause it’s all but been eaten up by the Check-Up and the Dental Appointment. Don’t get me wrong, I’d sell a kidney to cover any bill for him, but so had my heart set on an HD PVR… alas that is gonna have to wait, cause my little guy needs his Papi and Papi will do what it takes. My happiness comes after his.

I am not looking forward to Thursday. Le sigh.



So, sorry Pinky, Sorry Mom and Dad, Sorry Nan, Sorry Friends… I love you all to the very end of my days, but Santiago is at the front of the receiving line because simply put he is my Sun, my Moon and my Stars. He is the very center and very ends of my universe.

Happy Hump Day

... here's lookin' at you BobbyKatz...

CockamAMY

Happy St-Paddys!

Happy Hump Day

My Irish Eyes are Smiling...

♫ ♪ BAD Romance ♪ ♫

So here's the thing, and I readily admit it; I am NOT a fan of Lady BlahBlah and I also admit I take pleasure in watching this.... NOT because this woman is in dire need of help from someone that cares more about HER than her their paycheck... but because this is a perfect visualization of what I equate to her "talent" in the first place.



I do not like listening to her at all. I think she is indeed All Flash, NO Substance. Quantity, not Quality. Smoke and Mirrors. Subterfuge. She is tone deaf and Nasal.

I am truly stunned at those of my friends that think she's all that. I just do NOT see it or hear it. It's as if there is some hypnotic notes in her music that due to some biological reason I am immune to. I'm not complaining mind you.



I saw the video on FB through two different friends… one was all ""LOL the other was… "Poor dear… she’s working herself too hard"…

Fuck that shit! Why is she working herself so hard?!?

Look, if she is as talented as they say (not that I agree with ANY of “them”) then she could be more substance than glitz. Instead it's shock value and out-doing her last outsit and staged media sighting...

She’s created this freak-persona and what’s truly amusing is that not only is she NOT in competition with anyone (to the degree of batshit that she is day and night, on and off stage) but what is so incredibly astounding is that she’s in fact, in competition with HERSELF! She keeps trying to top herself… well hun, it just ain't possible…

And if this is where she is after what? A year and a bit she will soon self destruct...


A friend recently commented that "Lady Gaga has a vague resemblance to Amy Winehouse... Amy disappeared just as Lady Gaga took over the world... Coincidence???"

...well "take over the world" ??? Alas this is one of "Those friends" He's also a mid-30 something gay man that is more insanely enraptured by Twilight than is healthy for even a female Tween... so we'll just chalk up that "taking over the world" review to pre-pubesenct hyperbole.

Now to the comparison with Amy Winehouse. Yes, to a certain degree I can see it... Both came from relative obscurity, both seem to relish the freak factor and are somewhat media whores, HOWEVER hopped up on heroin and stone cold drunk and Amy can STILL sing the shit outta BlahBlah.

But enough of my ranting... It seems that the comments on You Tube are somewhat divided. In the video, what do you think the issue is? Dehydration and or Exhaustion? Drugs and or Alcohol? Or a little bit of both?

To tell you the truth I don't know but I can say this, as much as I dislike her music I feel truly sorry that someone did not pick her up and take her off stage. She obviously was in no state to continue the concert (even if that was the last song, or an encore.)

In the end there was nothing romantic about this, it was just bad. rah ah ah

Happy Hump Day

Oh Deer!



Oh Deer, Deer, Deer!

It's called a cross-walk asshole!

I just got home from work, but to get home I had to walk OVER a car the intersection near my home.

As I started to cross de Maisonneuve (coin de Lormier), the driver of the car crossed AFTER the light changed red and then pulled up as far as he could (his front tires mid-crosswalk) his bumper touching the car in front of him his back bumper across an entire lane of perpendicular traffic.

As I approached, I motioned for him to back up so I could walk between him and the car in front of him... you know ON the Cross walk... He gave me the finger and motioned for ME to walk BEHIND his car...

OH NO HE DI'NT!

So I climbed up his bumper and walked across the hood of his car and down the other side. He jumped out of his car yelling and screaming calling me an asshole and said, "I'm calling the cops! I have witnesses!"

I said, "Yea, so do I! The same ones that saw you drive through a Red Light, stop OVER the cross walk and block a lane of traffic in the intersection. And you expect me to have to walk around YOU and into TWO LANES OF ON-COMING TRAFFIC? Be my guest. Call the cops. DO IT!"

He called me an asshole again and headed back into his car.

I said "Yea, I'm the asshole. Learn how to fucking drive!"

Then the lights changed, I started to cross de Lormier and two cars honked their horns and clapped their hands at me.

But DAMN! I forgot to get his licence Plate! ARG!

Set Phasers to Stunning!

So here's the cocktails we had tonight to toast me into my 39th year...

It's from a book I have called Atomic Cocktails... all very kitch and retro/loungy/tiki-esque n' shit.

It kicks a punch let me tell you...

The Ray Gun

2 oz Chartreuse
1 oz Blue Curacao
6 oz Champagne
Ice


To a cocktail shaker add the Chartreuse and the Blue Curacao with and some ice.

Shake til well chilled.

Strain into two champagne flutes.

Top off with Champagne and enjoy!

Now this is a shoe I'd drink out of!

Thanks for the fabu gift N@ and Corn!

Let Them Eat Cake

In case you were wondering...

Bon appetit!

Last night, Pinky took me out for dinner to celebrate my upcoming Birthday (March 8th) He took me to L'Express on St-Denis. It's a rather wonderful and traditional French Bistro.

Dinner was DIVINE!

He had the Mousse de Foie de Volaille et Pistache and I had the Chèvre Chaud for starters. the Mousse was TO - DIE - FOR!

For main course he had the Confit du Canard, and I had the Pot au feu. OMG! DEEEEELISH!

Of course all was served with exquisite baguette and the most sour and divine cornichons, I think we ate a 1/4 of the jar.

All was washed down with the most luscious Barollo 2005. Dry, and satisfying.

We declined a coffee (although it's wonderful there) and dessert, and chose to take a stroll on St-Denis for 20 mins and then return just a couple doors up from L'Express, to Suite 88.

Suite 88... my most favourite Chocolatière (in Canada). For dessert we had Chocolat Chaud. His à la vanille; mine, avec fleur du sel. Both decadent and luscious and ever so good. He also bought me two boxes of my favourites... Aiguillettes à l'Orange and Cerises à l'Eau de Vie... neither of which will be opened until my birthday, at which point we will induldge with a glass of Pommery.

Such a lovely evening.

Thank you Pinky.

SNORK!

Hot Outcast Peanuts.

OK I know this is NOT new but I just stumbled on this last night due to a frind staying from Hali..

I've watched this now about ten times... I CAN NOT get enough!

¡Viva la Revolución!

It's a long weekend for me... Off today and Monday (my 39th Birthday) and to help celebrate, we've been over run by Chihuahuas...

Say hello to my little friends...

Santiago and Chachi in the front, Flea in the back.

APOOcolypse Now! Re-dux.

Reports of normalcy are pre-mature!

Last night I was revisited by my old friend Montezuma... seven times. Fortunately I had my 1 week follow up with a Doctor at The Mtl Gen. Seems It's not a regular Gastro... I've got me a bug.

Ain't he/she/they cute?!

Guess what I have been prescribed...? Yup, Anti-biotics.

And guess what the main side-effect is...? My, but ain't you a sharp tack... Diarrhea.

Pray for me and my toilet.

Somewhere Rita MacNeil is Singing...

I dunno, I thought the last couple of seasons of Dancing With the Stars were pushing the envelope of what a "celebrity" was. D list or otherwise, but they were only toying with us.

They have now not only jumped the shark, they've jumped Arnold's altogether.

Here's what they scarped off the bottom of a rock for this season...

First the Why Are You Exactly's ...


Niecy Nash.
WHO?




Aiden Turner.
I have no idea.




Erin Andrews.
No clue.





The Unfair Advantage's ...

Evan Lysacek.
Yup gotta bring in an Olympic Figure Skater.




Nicole Scherzinger.
Pussycat who-er.





The Black FootBall Athlete ...

Chad Ochocinco.





The Token Geriatric ...

Buzz Aldrin.
I didn't know he was still alive!?





The Really? Them? ...

Jake Pavelka.
Bachelor Him-bo.




Pamela Anderson.
All three of em.





The No, really? Her? ...

Shannon Doherty.
She's gotta be what? F-list now?




And finally... the OMFG! You CANNOT BE SERIOUS!...

Kate Gosselin.
Freak Alert! Freak Alert!



Dancing with the Stars... You're on your own...

I'd like to thank the acadamy...

... and my Family and Friends, and who else?, oh yes ... CHEESE!

Hello Darkness My Old Friend...

I'm Bringing Dairy Back...

Pray for me...

White Rabbits

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