It's been over a year... I just spent some time, re-reading some of my old posts. Some of them make me sound downright optimistic.
Sometimes I think I am.
It's 7:30am, after a short night of sleep and about an hour of trying to calm down a pained dog. Our 18 year old little dog is not doing so well - lost control of his hind legs about a week ago, and we're on what seems to be a slow path to recovery. Paralysis is not fun. At all. In the last day or two he's been complaining loudly in any position we put him in - lying on his left, lying on his right, sitting in our lap, standing in his little wheel chair... and I now think he's been constipated, as his diet recently changed. Lori took care of him for a few hours while I was sleeping (how can she function with no sleep? I fall apart instantly) and then I woke up, to try and get some olive oil into him (it's supposed to help with constipation).
It was a frustrating hour that led me to discover that Kota likes bread dipped in olive oil just as much as I do. This got a good deal of oil into him, and he calmed down pretty quickly afterwards - so quickly that I doubt it's the oil but hey, I'll take it. He's been sleeping for a couple of hours now, and I've been spying on old friends through Facebook. And then started spying on myself, apparently, by reading this blog. :-)
Sunday is stretching its cold limbs outside. Should be sunny, if chilly.
Here we go.
