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The Sunday Salon: Rainy Days & Mondays Always Get Me Down

Sunday Salon

This weekend hasn’t been terribly relaxing. For one, The Boy came down with a very weird, chest abnormality on Thursday. After doing fitness testing at school that involved a number of push-ups, a bone (rib?), along with his sternum, popped out of his chest. It was huge and pressing against his lungs so he couldn’t breathe. After urgent care and a trip to his doctor, we still don’t know what it is. We are waiting for a specialist referral to determine what can be done. Right now, the swelling has gone done a little bit so he can breathe a bit easier, but basketball or any activity for that matter is out right now.

In other news…

We’ve been on the fence for a while about getting another pet after our beloved kitty passed away two years ago. Well, I think we are ready for a pet so we’ve been looking at dogs. Today we hit a basset hound rescue and let me tell you, you would have laughed like hell because we must have looked so odd there.

The Girl was completely overwhelmed by the number of dogs at this sanctuary. There were well over 100 hounds and they all came running towards us. Most were loves but some were not and we were covered in mud and other things while The Girl screamed bloody murder and hopped up onto tables and crates. Plus, it was rainy and cold.

I don’t see how anyone could possibly find a dog there. Once you found one you sort of liked, there were like 50 other dogs upon you and they were relentless. I have such a headache from the experience. Maybe we should just stick to cats.

Right now, a lady from another rescue is about to come and look at our house and yard situation. Mainly to see what we need to do to the yard because it backs to open land, etc. Plus we are gone a lot during the week so we definitely need a certain type of dog. Anyway, getting the house prepared is a start. It could turn out that we are just cat people and always will be, but I’d love to find the right dog and make it work.

As for the rest of the day, I plan to take care of The Boy, down a few aspirin for the pounding headache and curl-up with Hating Olivia which I picked up last night and could not put down.

Since I was doing so much this weekend, I am already feeling the dread of Monday. I hate that.

What are you doing today?

R.I.P, Soppy 1991-2008

Last night my cat Soppy passed away in my arms. He would have been 17 this March. He has lived a good life and was with me when I first moved out on my own. He has been through a lot and we have had a lot of “good times” and great memories to show for it. He was never really sick and only went to the vet once for illness. His body just could not keep up with his spirit. He came to me on St. Patty’s Day back in 1991 and he left this world on Valentine’s Day, 2008. He was into holidays I guess.

May he rest in peace. I like to think he is somewhere with a nice view of some birds. Hang loose my friend.