Declan's asthma was put to the test last week when he got a cold... and we upped the breathing treatments per the doc's instructions and he weathered it just fine. I am thrilled with the Pulmacort. He is now at the end of the cold…
My pal Jen sent a CNN article about the war of words around "Happy Holidays" vs. "Merry Christmas."Personally, I think there is a middle ground here, people. It is stupid to call a Christmas Tree a Holiday Tree. No need to take Merry Christmas out…
While I battled the mall and did sufficient holiday shopping damage to the credit card, Declan and Bryan went to an indoor swimming park with Lily and her dad. Since it's still been cold as hell here, they figured - "What the hell!?! We'll go…
We had a really nice day yesterday! I'd say we deserve it after last week, wouldn't you?Saturday morning, we got the house clean (Cat fur was EVERYWHERE after being gone on vacation... It was like Finn decided he would spread his allergic love as far…
Here is the good part. Rio is home and she is doing great. The change in her breathing is amazing. She seems quite happy, considering the fact that they cut a tumor out of her throat last night.Here is the bad part. Doc said that…
The vet called... they found a tumor in Rio's throat... that was a size of a fist. They removed it, but he said that this kind of tumor can happen with blue-tongued dogs and it is usually really aggressive. We are leaving now to go…
Jeff emailed this sniglet he made up today:Crapacity (Noun)One's maximum ability to tolerate non-productive or tedious work; as in, "I'm operating at full crapacity; I can't handle any more BS!"I love it! (And I have a low crapacity.)