Samantha has kennel cough. Turns out the tennis ball cover was a weird coincidence. It’s still odd that the result of the hacking is not stomach acid. (oh, sorry. didn’t realize you were eating while reading.)

At any rate – (relatively) cheap visit to the vet yesterday.

Sorry for the short update, but there is some anti-islam bigotry to spread, and I can’t really do all that from here.

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OK – so, you know when you get something that has had a previous owner, there are sometimes things that need to be taken care of that the previous owner either did not take care of or was unaware that it needed to be taken care of. (<--Dangling Participle alert! let me try that again:) ... of which they were unaware it needed to be taken care. ... of which the care of they were unaware. This is harder than it looks.

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Sometimes, there are issues that need to be taken care of that a previous owner of something was unaware. Of.

Anyway –

Samantha (the new addition, she of 99 pounds of overjoyed iloveyou black lab mix) has developed a slight hacking problem. (yes, you smarty pants, she likes to try to break into the pentagon’s computers while they aren’t looking.) My suspicion is that the missing patch of tennis ball cover is lodged somewhere in her intake manifold. Her hacks are not of the stomach acid variety (being somewhat of an expert on what stomach acid looks like from various feline and canine sources) but clear, and the major clue that it’s not stomach acid is that it doesn’t leave the grout clean after clean-up. (i sure hope you’re not reading this over a meal of some type. on the other hand, if you were, you would see what i was talking about first hand …)

we have an appointment this morning with the wonderful folks at Acoma Animal Clinic to see about this issue, and since we are headed up there anyway we might as well make this an introductory visit instead of waiting until the Friday appointment.

As a side note – boss must rank in the top ten – no, the top five – of the best bosses ever. Even though today is a special event at the store, she is OK with me being, essentially, a couple hours late to take care of Samantha.

Chat ya later…

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Just to let you know – I’ve added What Bubba Knows to the Daily read (quit laughing, there, you in the back!) as a direct result of learning about him through my good friend Mr. Bushwack over at American and Proud. Thanks, Rob. And, thank YOU, Bubba. Your beacon of truth shall shine forever! OK, sorry, didn’t mean to get all non-bubba like on ya.

Sorry for the radio silence – there have been big happenings going on.

Over at the railroad, the layout is in the process of coming apart to be moved. I’ll be over there in a bit to post some pictures of that endeavor.

Here on The “O” Word, things just haven’t been the same since Sara went to the rainbow bridge. Mostly, there has been a malaise sitting over the creativity department. Losing a friend, especially real sudden like, can have that affect on you.

Now, I’m not saying there is any way to replace Sara. There just isn’t. My readers who are dog lovers know that there is just no way in heaven or earth that you can replace a unique individual, the characteristics and the quirks, the looks and the actions. I’ve been very blue about Sara, and at one point in time was losing sleep because I couldn’t get up to help her.

While the family was in Anaheim for a short-short mini vacation, we visited the Santa Ana Zoo – and a rescue operation was having an adoption festival outside the gates. We almost came home with a little boy black lab that needed a home.

Maricopa County opened an adoption center in Metrocenter Mall.

This is Samantha.

Samantha is 99 pounds of black lab mix. Not quite as big as Sara, she is slightly taller, and has longer legs. Seven years old, rescued from a foreclosed house, and has some training. No, she is not available for adoption – well, not anymore. TMBWitW spotted her on Thursday. Friday, I went to see her. We picked her up Friday afternoon.

No, not a replacement – but TMBWitW says the light has returned to my eyes …

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You’ve heard the budget screaming matches – er, talks – and heard “billion” tossed around like everyone deals with that amount on a daily basis. Texas Fred, a crusty old Marine friend of mine, sent out a little missive to help us common folk, those of us not smart enuff to deal with money and what not, since we ain’t pro-fessional poly-ticks or nuttin’, git a handle on jist how much a biilyon rilly is:

A. A billion seconds ago it was 1979.
B. A billion minutes ago Jesus was alive.
C. A billion hours ago our ancestors were living in the Stone Age.
D. A billion days ago no-one walked on the earth on two feet.
E. A billion dollars ago was only 8 hours and 20 minutes, at the rate our government is spending it.

Now, in my mind, it seems like the obvious solution to not raising the debt ceiling is to quit spending money. I mean, those of us in fly-over land only have so many dollars per year to spend, and when we spend them all, we are finished. We have the common sense to stop spending. Heck, most of us quit spending before we run out of money, in case the starter goes out on the car. But not those professional politicians – no siree Bob, they spend more and more money with less and less in the pot because they are “smarter” than we are.

Remember this in November – they have no concept of what a budget is, so don’t let them control it anymore.

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