Monday, July 30, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
The Cork and the Avocado Pit : A sequel to the Kong and the Couch
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So, it was a normal Saturday evening.. a nice salad with avocado was on the menu for dinner.Oops, the avocado rolled onto the floor. Ooops, Fred got it.....UhOH...I cannot wrestle this thing out of his mouth.it went.GULP. DownSo, a call to the emergency vet told us to shoot 1/4 cup of hydrogen peroxide down his throat with a turkey baster. YUK. But done.10 minutes later he threw up......wait for it... An Ecco Domani Wine Cork????? Hmmmm, last time I had one of those in my house was months ago.SO, we were told to give him another dose of hydrogen peroxide. I can't even tell you what the results of that little dose was (Ewww, though)--But still no avocado pit. |
OK Fred, back to Arboretum View Animal Hospital we go. After X-Rays and a dose of Apomorphine the Avocado pit was recovered.
Coincidentally, on this exact day one year ago he was in the same animal hospital after eating a Kong and a Couch.
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Please, no photos...
the ride of shame.
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Friday, July 20, 2012
Da Nieces from Cali
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| The California Girls decided to come visit me, er, actually Melanie |
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| It also happened to be the Birthday of their late Grandpa Jack, so they decided to make a lovely bouquet and take it to the cemetery |
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| The artist at work |
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| Cute hair, BTW |
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| That last rose...... |
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| Admiring their handiwork |
Backyard flowers handled by a professional!Thursday, July 12, 2012
On the road again....Fred's staying home
Back for the yearly mechanical check at Rochester.
This is why I am here:
When you spend your formative years in this position, you will eventually see the results.
So, Hello Marriott at Mayo!
WELL. At least I knew from long, hard experience that they don't sell single servings here, so I came well prepared.
And, you haven't lived until you've experienced a Rochester Street Fair.
I understand Herman's Hermits (I'm Henry the Eighth I am, Henry the Eighth I am, I am, I got married to the widow next door. She's been married seven times before--we all did baton and/or dance routines to this song??) will be here RIGHT AFTER I LEAVE.
Bummer.
This is why I am here:
So, Hello Marriott at Mayo!
And, you haven't lived until you've experienced a Rochester Street Fair.
I understand Herman's Hermits (I'm Henry the Eighth I am, Henry the Eighth I am, I am, I got married to the widow next door. She's been married seven times before--we all did baton and/or dance routines to this song??) will be here RIGHT AFTER I LEAVE.
Bummer.
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