Hello my victims. I guess there's a lot to tell about this last weekend. Mainly circling around Dog. Alright. On Thursday, I think, our small rat terrier friend walked into the house with a slightly inflamed face. No, seriously. Not slightly, like, really puffed up. She had what looked like ant bites around her chest and armpits, and she was constantly gnawing and itching. It was both amusing and tragic. We thought that she was just having a simple allergic reaction, but it turned out she was a bit more sick than we expected. Even though her swelling went down she started, ehem, barfing and wouldn't get out of her humble bedchambers even for a piece of delectable sausage. This all happened in the span of about three and a half days, and in the early morning of the third day Mom brought her to the vet. She stayed there overnight, while we were anxiously scurrying to outing after outing to occupy our worried minds. We made ourselves sick with delicious Chinese food, got a rather large haul of library books, and spent the rest of the day praying to the dying rain gods of Austin to FREAKING GIVE US RAIN when the sky turned a turbulent gray color. And, of course, with no results. I spent most of my time lying on the floor listening to Bjork music, staring at the wall in a dumb stupor and reading random books from the library. We were all still focused on Dog for most of the time, murmuring worrisome thoughts to each other as the day stretched by languidly. Today, at exactly five-thirty something Mom went to pick up Dog. Apparently Dog was peeved to massive proportions and decided to start screaming at the top of her small dog lungs as the nurses politely carried her out to Mom. She is now home in a pile of pillows, heavily sedated and half-asleep. She is wearing a fashionable Elizabethan collar around her delicate neck,(aka plastic cone of death)and it's humiliating her, she hopes to get it off ASAP. She ate some turkey and dog food safely. She's on the mend.
In other news, I have a small stuffed chicken I had brought from an art museum we traveled to on Saturday. His name is Beauchamp.
Bye then<3 (I'll add pictures of Beau and Elizabethan Gypsy to an upcoming post soon.)