Good Morning All....

It's a beautiful 78 degrees and balmy... (wish, wish)... of course, Mother Nature doesn't realize that 78 is what it "should" be. By the time we went to bed last night there was already about 2" of icy rain solid on the walk outside my door. It continued until God knows what time and then turned to snow. Waking up this morning we had about 3" of snow on top of the ice and it's been snowing ever since. My Mother use to say we sometimes wish our lives away... well.. I don't want to do that.. but I do wish Spring would get here already. I know there's going to be some nasty muddy messes when all this stuff melts, but at least it will be warm and we'll be looking forward to the ground hardening so we can walk outside.

Miss Katie had a gift for me when I woke up this morning. Oh boy did she!!! Seems she had really yucky poopy poops in her cage sometime during the night. Whoa... I really wasn't ready to make a bath for her and washing her blanket the first order of the day... but, ya do what you have to right? Thank goodness she's so tiny... it takes less than 15 minutes to give her a bath. :-D After the bath, she had 1/2 teaspoon of Pepto Bismol soaked in bread... she was quite happy with that.

Poor Mike... he's such a good boy. I love him so very much. He's still has red pee, and it doesn't seem to be getting any better. I just pray no clots... please pray for him. I just got off the phone with Dr. Kari. I called because Mike's leg is still gimpy. She feels (as I do) that it could be from the weather but offered (of course) to see him again to re-evaluate it. Of course to re-evaluate it she's talking about sedating him and checking him for torn ligaments... uhmmmmm... I don't think so. If I have to do that in the future, I would definitely consider it, but right now... I think we'll wait out the weather since he seems much better when he's been in the house and warm than he is when he goes out and comes back in.

My poor guy.. he really is a soldier about everything. At this point in time, and with as terrified as he is about the vet, I couldn't think of taking him back in. I'm also "thinking" about "maybe" if he needs a vet again, since I don't know if his heart would take going back to "that place" that maybe I could find a mobile vet who would come to the house. I'm sure I saw one on Yahoo Yellow Pages when I was looking up the vet's address one day. Oh well.. hopefully we'll "never" need another vet (boy is that being positive or what??? :-) )

Ok... gonna get going. I've got a few things around here that really have to be done (since I haven't done anything for the last three or four days), and then (hopefully) this afternoon, I want to catch up on everyone's thread. I've been gone so long that I'm sure it's going to take all afternoon, and I want to be able to visit everyone with no interruptions.

Take Care of Yourselves.

Love, Blessings & Tons of Westie Nose & Whisker Kisses