First Off....Whooooooooooosh!
I know I haven't posted since August 7th.
Did you know that Aug. 5th was Loni Anderson's Birthday?
Loni is 63 this year!
(Gee, THOSE..... I mean SHE don't look 63!!)
I know I haven't posted since August 7th.
Did you know that Aug. 5th was Loni Anderson's Birthday?
Loni is 63 this year!
(Gee, THOSE..... I mean SHE don't look 63!!)
I have been away from MY website to create another.
I had posted on Craig's List:
"If anyone needs help write to me, I am home all day".
Well.... Someone DID write to me with a request.
I was to build a website for a homemade candle business.
Building the website took its toll on me.
I would stay up all and all night, barely taking breaks, eating in front of the computer. Making unending calls to tech support. Learning how to be my own tech support.
Here is the result of hours, and hours of fun, agony, tiredness,and creative energy. www.CandlesByShacore.com
Go there, check it out and GRAB some awesome candles!
Now..... THE RECOVERY part
Again my schedule was "off" sleep wise.
I've had to tend to my AVON Business, Keep and Maintain the house and the lawns. I do Thank God that Penny has helped me through by doing things around the house with me.
Now the house is kept, the lawns are kept,
and the Avon business is growing.
THEN....
BAM!
A Nightmare Day.
Our Bearded Dragon "Misty Lynn" looks pale, and is lethargic.
We call MANY vet's in the area to get her in ASAP.
Some want to charge us "DOUBLE" to get her seen right away.
They say in their defense that "IF WE SQUEEZE YOU IN, IT WILL CONSTITUTE AN EMERGENCY VISIT" therefore doubling the cost to walk in the door.
I was to concerned and worried about Misty to tare them a new asshole on the phone.... So Penny made the calls, and I kept an eye on Misty Lynn.
Then came the seizures. My poor baby started flailing around her arms and legs, and head in her cage. I got her blankie, and gently picked her up and wrapped her in it, and messaged her back to calm her down.
(It worked).
Then Penny darts out of her chair and says "we got one"
"we gotta go now". We took Misty to the Doctor who said her prognosis was "Grim", but her gave her sub-q fluids, and some antibiotics 2x per day. We got Misty home, and gave her the meds, and made her comfortable. Misty passed away a few hours later. We were devestated.
CHAPTER 3
THAT DAMN CAT!
With all of the attention, and worry, and heartbreak
that went along with tending to Misty during the afternoon and early evening.... we didn't realize we had another hurtle to go through.
Our pusskitten "Rocky" decided to SPLIT the scene yesterday.
We let him out around 6pm, and at 3 am I stand drenched outside calling his name through the raindrops.
NOTHING.
We NEVER go to bed without Rocky IN the house. Except last night.
So today I walked up and down and around the blocks.
I took my handicap scooter up and down and around the blocks TWICE.
I found a black and white cat stuck in a tree! I called 911, but they said cops and firemen don't do that!
BUT AGAIN.... NO ROCKY.
Finally at 10:10 pm I look out my back door, and THERE IS ROCKY!
I hugged and kissed the lil' bastid!
He was so hungry he ate, and ate.
Then he wanted to go out again!
I solved this....
I double tagged the bastid!
Now Rocky wears a safety collar, a regular collar, My Elvis Presley Graceland Gates keychain, and his name tag and home info. around his neck........not to mention THE ANNOYING BELL!
Don't MESS WITH A FAGGY DADDY!!
I'll DOUBLE TAG YOUR ASS!
I had posted on Craig's List:
"If anyone needs help write to me, I am home all day".
Well.... Someone DID write to me with a request.
I was to build a website for a homemade candle business.
Building the website took its toll on me.
I would stay up all and all night, barely taking breaks, eating in front of the computer. Making unending calls to tech support. Learning how to be my own tech support.
Here is the result of hours, and hours of fun, agony, tiredness,and creative energy. www.CandlesByShacore.com
Go there, check it out and GRAB some awesome candles!
Now..... THE RECOVERY partAgain my schedule was "off" sleep wise.
I've had to tend to my AVON Business, Keep and Maintain the house and the lawns. I do Thank God that Penny has helped me through by doing things around the house with me.
Now the house is kept, the lawns are kept,
and the Avon business is growing.
THEN....
BAM!
A Nightmare Day.
Our Bearded Dragon "Misty Lynn" looks pale, and is lethargic.
We call MANY vet's in the area to get her in ASAP.
Some want to charge us "DOUBLE" to get her seen right away.
They say in their defense that "IF WE SQUEEZE YOU IN, IT WILL CONSTITUTE AN EMERGENCY VISIT" therefore doubling the cost to walk in the door.
I was to concerned and worried about Misty to tare them a new asshole on the phone.... So Penny made the calls, and I kept an eye on Misty Lynn.
Then came the seizures. My poor baby started flailing around her arms and legs, and head in her cage. I got her blankie, and gently picked her up and wrapped her in it, and messaged her back to calm her down.
(It worked).
Then Penny darts out of her chair and says "we got one"
"we gotta go now". We took Misty to the Doctor who said her prognosis was "Grim", but her gave her sub-q fluids, and some antibiotics 2x per day. We got Misty home, and gave her the meds, and made her comfortable. Misty passed away a few hours later. We were devestated.
CHAPTER 3
THAT DAMN CAT!
With all of the attention, and worry, and heartbreak
that went along with tending to Misty during the afternoon and early evening.... we didn't realize we had another hurtle to go through.
Our pusskitten "Rocky" decided to SPLIT the scene yesterday.
We let him out around 6pm, and at 3 am I stand drenched outside calling his name through the raindrops.
NOTHING.
We NEVER go to bed without Rocky IN the house. Except last night.
So today I walked up and down and around the blocks.
I took my handicap scooter up and down and around the blocks TWICE.
I found a black and white cat stuck in a tree! I called 911, but they said cops and firemen don't do that!
BUT AGAIN.... NO ROCKY.
Finally at 10:10 pm I look out my back door, and THERE IS ROCKY!
I hugged and kissed the lil' bastid!
He was so hungry he ate, and ate.
Then he wanted to go out again!
I solved this....
I double tagged the bastid!
Now Rocky wears a safety collar, a regular collar, My Elvis Presley Graceland Gates keychain, and his name tag and home info. around his neck........not to mention THE ANNOYING BELL!
Don't MESS WITH A FAGGY DADDY!!
I'll DOUBLE TAG YOUR ASS!
4 comments:
Oh Honay!!...I lived it with you and now reading about it....I still can't believe all that has happened! I'm so blessed that I have you! and that we have each other during these tough times.
I love you!
Lets pray for some uneventful times!
love,
me
Wow! What a week. I'm sorry about your BD. That sucks. This was the blind one? :(
Rocky the little shit nothing like a scare in the middle of everything. Ugghh... a few more gray hairs.
I'm with Pen hopefully you will have some smooth sailing weeks ahead.
TY for the update. I miss my Hoke fix.
:( Sorry about little Misty...
But glad you found Rocky, Lucky got away from us again a couple of weeks ago, but we found her under the crawl space of the house 3 days later, BITCH looked at me like I was disturbing her...that's 3 lives she's gone through so far..
Better days are coming seester! hang in there!
That was some week. I talked to you today so I knew about the problems - guess I didn't hear you last night when you called and said that Rocky got home - oops little crocked. Crazy day! I hope that all goes well for you two for a long time - you had enough in 1 week.
Love
Mom
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