So the alarm is going to go off in about 5 hours. I’m still up. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
So what do you think about my header? No, I can’t quit messing with my site; I’ve tried but half the fun of having this site is screwing with it. It did finally occur to me to check the site in Internet Explorer (rule #2 in web design is CHECK IT IN EVERY BROWSER) and I realized that no one was congratulating me on the cleverness of my television set because I had a typo in my code and it was not working.
That isn’t really what I wanted to blog about tonight. Tonight I’m blogging because my good dog, my buddy, my Holly, is
very sick. She has been to more vets than I’ve been to doctors, and tomorrow she has an appointment at yet another specialist.
What I’ve decided is that we’ve come to the end of the road here. We’ve spent a ghastly amount of money on her already, and while it isn’t about money, I’m raising two kids so I do have to prioritize. I can’t spend the mortgage or half the kids’ college fund keeping my dog alive, no matter how much I love her.
So if the fix is going to require a continuing large ouflow of money OR her quality of life isn’t going to improve (she is quite miserable now), then I will have to say goodbye to my friend tomorrow.
This also means that if this vet can’t figure out what is wrong, I will likely let her go. In my own mind I’ve decided that part of loving my dog the very best I can is not prolonging her suffering. She isn’t a person who would choose to suffer to be with loved ones: she is a dog who hides behind the couch and shakes uncontrollably from pain-of-unknown-origin and doesn’t want her people because she feels so bad.
So I’m up all night.
My mother-in-law, who probably loves this dog as much as I do, keeps saying, “maybe she just has THIS! or THAT! easily fixed thing.” In my gut I don’t feel this is true.
I hope my gut is TOTALLY MISTAKEN. It has recently turned itself inside out, so maybe my gut is far too screwed up to know a darned thing. I will, of course, blog when I know something.
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1. I read all my blogs in a feedreader so I never see mastheads anyway. The thing about your new template is that I don’t actually see the TV without scrolling right, as it’s wider than I have my window set.
2. Sadly it is all about the money, you try to find a vet willing to treat your dog for nothing! They are happy to keep performing tests as long as you are happy to pay. At some point though, you have to come to where you are now and make that gut wrenching decision. I hope you can come to grips with it.
Now that’s a hell of a fun header, chica! I love the picture in the TV. Will that change on a regular basis?
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It’s never easy to say goodbye to a beloved pet.
On the header: Doing it all wrong since 1842??? And I thought I was old.
I agree with WT–the page is much wider than my window, so I haven’t noticed the TV before now. Nice lily pad picture, though.
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There are 30+ rotating pictures, so it will change with each view. I knew not everyone would see it, so it’s kind of like an ‘easter egg’ over there (probably only The Mother will know what this is, since she has gamers in her family).
I have an update of sorts for my doggies, which I’ll post next.
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C’mon, I taught my kids about easter eggs. Apple loved to sink them in their systems, early on, when they had 512K of memory and a pretty lady with a hammer came with every CPU.
The Mother´s last blog post… The Curious Case of the Phone Call in the Afternoon
LOL, Mother. We had a desktop Dell once that came with a wild monkey set loose in the CPU box. You just never knew what kind of hijinks he was going to be up to on any particular day.
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