Waiting on Shelby

This is the moment when Shelby's life came to a standstill and she wouldn't get up to go outside, for whatever reason - She can be a stubborn girl at times. So, I decided to bribe her. And while I waited for the treat to have its desired affect, I started a stopwatch. Any guesses as to how long it took Shelby to finally get up and get the treat and go outside? Answer tomorrow. 😊

Recovered!!

Another full and busy couple of weeks for us. You may remember from my last post that I wasn't feeling well and stayed home from work on a Monday. I was feeling better, and went to work on Tuesday. 

~No more staying home for me?~

However my van had other plans, and I became a roadside casualty, in one of the worst places. Thankfully, thanks to a county sheriff, and a quick arriving tow-truck driver within a couple of hours my van and I were safely at the repair shop, and a friend brought me home to wait for the diagnosis on my van. That news wouldn't come until the next day.  

What didn't wait was the diagnosis that my brother tested positive for covid. He'd come home from work not feeling well 3-4 days earlier, and I'd told him in my best sister-voice to "stay away from me." I guess it didn't work - Because without my even taking a test, we decided that despite my few symptoms, I'd probably had covid as well - thanks to my brother. Although I was feeling much better, our office protocol meant that I needed stay home. So I didn't return to work until this past Monday, 12 days later. 

Maybe my van breaking down at that same time was a blessing in disguise, I don't know. But I do know that other than a little cough, I'm fine, no temperature or lasting symptoms. My brother has tested negative and my van has also recovered.  However we find ourselves having to consider a new vehicle for me. With all the driving I do, I need reliable transportation, and my van keeps letting me down. 

The dogs of course don't care about any of that. And Todd didn't care about keeping his coat on in the single digit temperatures - He just wanted a cookie! 

And Tiggy the cat, Todd and Jack didn't care that I'd just made up the bed.

But a kind friend did care that I was having a bad week, and sent a me a little bit of summer in the middle of winter. I'm reminded to be grateful for my kind and thoughtful friends. ❤

George Reviews Our Week

Hello Friends! I’m home from work today because I've been under the weather with a cold and sore throat since Thursday. I stayed home today just to give myself one more day to get over the congestion, etc., before I have to wear a mask all day at work on Tuesday. 

~Todd watching the weather from our front porch~

And even though there hasn't been much going on, George who always has something to say, volunteered to catch you up on our news. (link to 18 second video here)

 

Thanks for catching everyone up George - Isn't he a good boy? ❤

In a Good Place

We are just cruising right along in the New Year! 

~Our road on a recent snowy day~

And knock, knock, knock on wood (please!!!) at the moment the dogs are all in a pretty good place right now. 

If we have to put one of the dogs at the top of the list of concerns, it would be George. He's relying on us to help him get to his feet. Once he's up, he gets around with not too many problems, but an appointment with the vet is on list of things to schedule. I'm not quite sure what the "disconnect" is with his needing so much help. But I'm thinking acupuncture or cold laser therapy (or both) may be in his future and that will hopefully help him.

~George ❤~

Our outdoor kitty "White Boy" wasn't exactly in a good place last week, when he found himself stuck on the roof after our last snowfall. 

I heard White Boy crying and I thought he was trapped in our woods somewhere and Carl was looking for him there, and couldn't find him - But when he turned around to come back towards the house, Carl spotted him on our roof. Cats! 

As to how White Boy got up on the roof, there is an arborvitae pine tree in front of our garage, that almost reaches the gutter, and even though it has small bendy-branches, he must've found some way to climb it and get on the roof.  Why he climbed the tree and got on the roof is anyone's guess, but there was no way he was going to be able to get down on his own. When Carl handed down him to me, he started purring. I'm sure he was happy for that adventure to end.

It goes without saying Todd of course prefers to keep his feet on the ground -- A little tidbit about Todd, is that even though he only weighs about 25 pounds, (about 11 kg) he doesn't like to be picked up. He's a Scottie after all, and not a cat -- We're both glad about that. 🙂

Or snow from last week has all melted, and according to the weathermen, 

we're on track for a winter-storm tomorrow 

that will bring snow, ice and end with rain.  

We'll see if they get it right. 

The weathermen also noted that as of today, 

it's 64 days until Spring! 

~Shaggy Max!~