As we scribble, come 6:00 in the evening it’s freakin’ hot outside. Yeah: 98 degrees in the shade of the back porch, according to our thermometer. About right: Wunderground says it’s 99 degrees out there, “feels like 102.”
😀 Is THAT all?
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A small fiasco is under way, one that will require the attention of my amiable lawyers. So: tomorrow it’s over to their office, wherein to have a chat. Just what I need to blow away half my day.
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Meanwhile, the poor little dawg is about fried. Now that she’s had a few bites to eat and had a chance to flop on the kitchen tiles, she seems a little better. And as we scribble, she has retired to her favorite spot on the cool tiles under the toilet…
Dayum! I hope she’ll be OK.
Give her half-an-hour or so, and then retrieve her from the toilet cave. Put her on the bed. And let’s see how she does.
Hope she recovers fully. I’m not sure where the nearest animal hospital is…which doesn’t matter, because Caligula has kiped my car, so I can’t get her to an emergency vet, anyway. If that’s necessary, though, I hope one of the neighbors will drive us.
Really….I probably ought to chat with the WonderAccountants (they live across the street) and ASK — in advance!! — if they will please help me get Ruby to an emergency vet should that ever be necessary. Maybe beg the same (in-advance!) favor from some of the other neighbors.
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This mother/son squabble and automobile rip-off flap has gotten SO stupid that I’m thinking I probably need to sell the house and move to some other venue: one where I can buy and use another car to get myself to key destinations.
Where to go, where to go?? Well…Sun City probably.
Yuch!
My parents decamped to Sun City. They LOVED it…because that sort of stodgy atmosphere and whitey-white exclusivity was right up their alley.
Personally, I prefer a more liberal atmosphere and a more diverse set of neighbors. Plus (really!) I do love the sound of children playing outside. In Sun City, instead you get the melody of jet warplanes blasting out of nearby Luke Air Force Base. Loverly….
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Oohhh gawd! Now Ruby has taken to choking frantically every time she laps a few sips of water!
KEEEripes! WHAT is causing that?
Well, she gets over it quickly. Now it’s stopped…
Tomorrow morning I’ll call the vet. Maybe I can put up one of the neighbors to driving us over there. Otherwise, it’ll be a half-hour hike, each way, though gawdawful heat. Carrying the sick dog in my arms…
What next, Lord?
Just pay the $60 for a mobile vet. Selling your house won’t solve the problem that your driver’s license has been revoked by the state.
From what I can tell, the driver’s license is still valid. Doesn’t do me any good, though, without something to drive! 😀
You posted here that your license had been revoked at the behest of your neurologist at the Mayo. Spitting mad you were too!
Its lucky you live in a walkable area (if it weren’t so blinking hot), and in a time when instacart, amazon and uber all exist.
I don’t know how much Uber costs, but the mobile vet’s fee is probably not too much more than an Uber or cab both ways. And you wouldn’t have to go out in the heat and convince someone to let your dog in their car.
Yes, there’s a price for convenience, but sometimes the convenience is worth the price. Please don’t try to carry Ruby both ways through the heat. That’s just asking for trouble.
I hope you find a solution and that Ruby is just fine.