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

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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