tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13362836996634533732024-03-05T04:11:54.407-05:00The Portuguese Water BlogSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.comBlogger1802125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-69172610046823217922023-09-05T01:00:00.014-04:002023-09-05T01:00:00.143-04:00Life After Sepsis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGJ1bY1S7qOiTZhLjPI1IGv1g4mrN397n1XhMy-Cpsyg_y7xJTUqgF_XRK2H5cykBazEOPqYKhhZpE9FjHSS7cx8mzsdAfw5pOxCdiuWHDOlfS2plWPtKC8fAF3E9sHArmsEU-6sjjydLi-CEOTO5OTOUDdbmhc0mz_-K-2OoTYEMad4V8J5wOpatCQ/s300/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023%20%5Bsmall%5D.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="300" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizGJ1bY1S7qOiTZhLjPI1IGv1g4mrN397n1XhMy-Cpsyg_y7xJTUqgF_XRK2H5cykBazEOPqYKhhZpE9FjHSS7cx8mzsdAfw5pOxCdiuWHDOlfS2plWPtKC8fAF3E9sHArmsEU-6sjjydLi-CEOTO5OTOUDdbmhc0mz_-K-2OoTYEMad4V8J5wOpatCQ/s1600/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023%20%5Bsmall%5D.png" width="300" /></a></div><p>Life after sepsis is different than before. Now my weeks are filled with doctor appointments and tests. Last month I saw all my specialists and had a CT scan and a nuclear stress test. I have bloodwork every month to make sure that all the organs are functioning normally. We want to catch any changes quickly and assess them. The most recent test showed the liver and thyroid have returned to normal but the kidneys have not. I currently have stage 3 kidney disease but the nephrologist thinks they may still improve.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzywOFCYkjpoAz7FuxAXcUXLlnUyHHl4j9FzZxOCSQIlCb35HZoCptEQjyf796heAc5Sx5MzdALlzjm-y7gQN4iU8wza1bblZh7nJYTH0Jm4U9K-3iYr7H-l6_oGwT5WnuG4UC4L78eEX_9ZCpyiz0ES-628FYDluEuDFZskvcfkYN5KiBQzK8nDy2Vg/s4032/IMG_0109.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzywOFCYkjpoAz7FuxAXcUXLlnUyHHl4j9FzZxOCSQIlCb35HZoCptEQjyf796heAc5Sx5MzdALlzjm-y7gQN4iU8wza1bblZh7nJYTH0Jm4U9K-3iYr7H-l6_oGwT5WnuG4UC4L78eEX_9ZCpyiz0ES-628FYDluEuDFZskvcfkYN5KiBQzK8nDy2Vg/s320/IMG_0109.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>I take my blood pressure twice a day and record it. I take my temperature four times daily. These are two of the early signs of infection or sepsis returning. All the doctors check the numbers.</p><p>Daily life has changed. I walk unaided, even stairs. No wheelchair, walker or cane. I do have to concentrate on walking because I have a tendency to drift to the left if I’m not paying attention. If you were walking behind me you might think I was drunk. </p><p>I’m right handed and my right side has always been dominant but now it’s weaker than the left. I’m told it’s because all the seizures were on the left. At first it was very weak but now it’s only slightly so.</p><p>When I left the hospital I had a noticeable tremor in both hands and when stressed a tremor in my upper lip. Since my occupational therapy the hand tremor is minor unless I’m tired or upset. The one in my lip has been gone for about a month.</p><p>I had afib in the hospital but it’s been undetectable on my last few doctor visits. They’re still watching for it.</p><p>My appetite is still poor and I’m still losing weight. I force myself to eat at least twice a day and I drink more water than I’ve ever drunk. I tire easily and have to stop and rest, often in the middle of activities.</p><p>I have trouble sleeping and have nightmares frequently. I feel as if my mind is trying to piece together the missing weeks. I also experience severe mood swings from anxiety, depression and anger. My therapist and I are working on that. One thing she suggested was that I visit the ICU. I did and it really helped. I saw my room and met several people who had cared for me. It was very emotional but gave me some answers and made me feel calmer.</p><p>The thing that bothers me most is my short term memory loss. I have to write down anything important because I may forget it. I also have trouble finding words as I’m speaking. The doctors assure me it will improve when the anxiety and depression are under control.</p><p>I thought I was dealing fairly well with all the changes, then I got hit with a new one. My hair started falling out, something no one had warned me about. Every day more came out on my pillow, in my brush and in the shower. Last week when I couldn’t stand the patches of scalp showing, I had a friend give me a buzz cut. Will it grow back, who knows? I keep telling myself, it’s only hair. I still have my life.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5HcxmMQN4bGu0NsEvkSH24ZGrATaH42EBdxrHTiwToq9bIJP6q7rKJr43ckc-1fZZq19c89Ys3PkWu7vh26Z3jZ1CKFrwX6Pw1gieItsh-hBAzYbVzYRCNjJ9PDY5VYpcVQBAf_vrgG1piyFdqZaQPh7gI4A51dd5TE3gFM2cUt2oqiwyCqMzvN8yg/s640/IMG_0260.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5HcxmMQN4bGu0NsEvkSH24ZGrATaH42EBdxrHTiwToq9bIJP6q7rKJr43ckc-1fZZq19c89Ys3PkWu7vh26Z3jZ1CKFrwX6Pw1gieItsh-hBAzYbVzYRCNjJ9PDY5VYpcVQBAf_vrgG1piyFdqZaQPh7gI4A51dd5TE3gFM2cUt2oqiwyCqMzvN8yg/s320/IMG_0260.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I AM A SEPSIS SURVIVOR !!</div><p></p><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-43959780909409363912023-09-04T01:00:00.009-04:002023-09-04T01:00:00.137-04:00Recovery from Sepsis<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmt0uYBDNQJSFJ_W7NybKzt4Zuhfxy8NyvGQREWLAjX81rsL0W4OR6ux65IhipyeKWgZe0NUnYa_mx7GLcC08olXXy-hoqLEitWS6oaLQ5e8pfWIIOkfx-g8UWEEZDKszP957XBvuNA2SdBsF-3kOeuL52yE-fXIqZv8yiLPQYJTlvcLpEbiDjhpMa8A/s300/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023%20%5Bsmall%5D.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="300" data-original-width="300" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmt0uYBDNQJSFJ_W7NybKzt4Zuhfxy8NyvGQREWLAjX81rsL0W4OR6ux65IhipyeKWgZe0NUnYa_mx7GLcC08olXXy-hoqLEitWS6oaLQ5e8pfWIIOkfx-g8UWEEZDKszP957XBvuNA2SdBsF-3kOeuL52yE-fXIqZv8yiLPQYJTlvcLpEbiDjhpMa8A/s1600/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023%20%5Bsmall%5D.png" width="300" /></a></div>The statistics on sepsis are not good. People with sepsis face a 15 to 30 percent chance of death. For those with severe sepsis or septic shock it climbs to 40 to 60 percent. One in three survivors is back in the hospital within 3 months with infection or sepsis.<p></p><p>According to the CDC, recovery from sepsis can involve some awful stuff: general weakness and fatigue, breathlessness, body pain and aches, difficulty moving, difficulty sleeping, lack of appetite, food doesn’t taste good, weight loss, dry itchy skin which may peel, brittle nails and hair loss.</p><p>Survivors may avoid people and want to isolate themselves, have flashback to their illness, confusion, anxiety, poor concentration, memory loss, anger, depression and frustration.</p><p>I am one of the lucky ones, but at times it hasn’t felt that way. I spent 17 days in the hospital, most of that time in the ICU. I only remember the last two days. The rest of the time I was either in a coma or drugged so heavily that I have no memories. Rob and I are convinced that my brain was just protecting me from the whole painful experience by shutting down any memories.</p><p>The days I do remember are fuzzy. I couldn’t sit up by myself but the nurses started putting me in a wheelchair and pushing me to the bathroom. There they would help me, then put me back to bed. The feeding tube had been removed and I guess they brought me meals though I don’t remember a single meal. They said I refused to eat. I spent most of the time sleeping.</p><p>The doctor in charge of my case sat down and had a talk with me, the first time anyone had really told me what was happening.He did most of the talking because I had difficulty speaking. He explained my diagnosis and stressed that I had to start eating. He said he didn’t care what I ate or how much as long as I ate something several times a day. As if on cue Rob walked in with a McDonalds bag with a breakfast sandwich and a milkshake. The doctor had a big smile and said “perfect “. Do you thing they conspired on the timing? I think I had two bites of the sandwich and a few sips of the shake but they both seemed pleased.</p><p>The next thing the doctor said didn’t go over well. He said I was being transferred to a skilled nursing rehabilitation center. I wanted to go home.</p><p>The next day they strapped me into a wheelchair and a van took me to rehab. I was surprised how bright and quiet it was. I spent two weeks at rehab and I can’t say enough good things about it. The nurses and aides were all wonderful, friendly and attentive. The therapists were tough but did all kinds of extras, like a manicure and brushing my hair, to make me feel better. The doctor had himself had ehrlichiosis so he understood some of what I was dealing with.</p><p>This was my room.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii6XGyZsAHNe1jpwESDdbCdcw6w-yHiI5LWpWq8248xVuyahLXtq9Hynwr-umAZrzhpzGlt1NRjrYoIGv9sBJw_gF8G-DTsCZcV1RZnr0-VovbDXvTVibdFFACwQzBwtl1pWENKeCTDX1-Av3Pu4fnboOOstelh67FtNbQeS1NLdAyR4jlFEuyhprYDA/s640/1000000047.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii6XGyZsAHNe1jpwESDdbCdcw6w-yHiI5LWpWq8248xVuyahLXtq9Hynwr-umAZrzhpzGlt1NRjrYoIGv9sBJw_gF8G-DTsCZcV1RZnr0-VovbDXvTVibdFFACwQzBwtl1pWENKeCTDX1-Av3Pu4fnboOOstelh67FtNbQeS1NLdAyR4jlFEuyhprYDA/s320/1000000047.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>The first couple days I mostly slept but they helped me sit up and even to stand. Then with an aide on each side they helped me actually walk to the bathroom. </p><p>They were concerned that I didn’t want to eat so they sent the dietician to see me. She and I hit it off and she started making special meals that she thought I might like. After breakfast each day she would bring me a big bowl of fruit to snack on and before she left each day she brought me juice, fruit, chips and cheese crackers to snack on overnight. She even sent food for Rob so he could join me for meals and encourage me to eat. During the day nurses dropped by with juices and protein drinks. They wanted me well hydrated and getting more protein. I had a strong aversion to meat, caffeine and sweets. I learned that there’s a condition known as Alpha-gal that can be a result of ehrlichiosis. It’s an allergy to meat and dairy. They tested me but I was negative. I can eat meat, it just has no appeal.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1_2CVobIfPbcDf5KrZ1iNubyaxmVtDyqZaLXHjujH_X92VFyOROI1PFshFfPO-u6DQVY39uDQe-hL6CvealxflmYnSfaBQYTBmD2Pqo4NlaFUbtl7wXZRD4GlUC3-mugFZi6P6rzz01ZyJkN0nBGskY7fwNxbsjUXXNjZogrrEAA9oKGRoqRoXmrvvw/s640/1000000027.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1_2CVobIfPbcDf5KrZ1iNubyaxmVtDyqZaLXHjujH_X92VFyOROI1PFshFfPO-u6DQVY39uDQe-hL6CvealxflmYnSfaBQYTBmD2Pqo4NlaFUbtl7wXZRD4GlUC3-mugFZi6P6rzz01ZyJkN0nBGskY7fwNxbsjUXXNjZogrrEAA9oKGRoqRoXmrvvw/s320/1000000027.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><p></p><p>After a couple days of getting acclimated the real work began. The doctor had told me I might need a wheelchair for six months but I didn’t agree. The nurses and therapists let me walk to the bathroom using a walker as long as one of them went with me. A sweet aide came and wheeled me to the whirlpool bath and she and Rob helped me in. It felt wonderful on my sore muscles. She started washing my hair and found that my hair was full of glue from the brain sensors. She and the therapists worked on my hair every day rubbing in conditioner to remove the glue. I still had a lot of glue left when I got home.</p><p>The physical and occupational therapists walked me up and down the hall every day with a gait belt around me so I couldn’t fall. They gave me exercises to work my fingers and they sat and talked with me to improve my speech. I asked if I could try stairs and the second week with one of them on each side I walked up and down three steps. I felt exhausted but I knew I wouldn’t need that wheelchair.</p><p>Isn’t this the cutest flower arrangement? The Lapdogs and their Mama sent it. We met years ago thru the blog and though we’ve never met in person, we are good friends. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis3J2by-dfPciV_9rcOUB9IoZcJZSx2I_rX_CIkgsrbaNuOrVxu_XqUtxLk9zxZxnHBdGFIpy8_dyHRYeT8BGw15tdVGrd6pThOb8nH2s1f30lZQDcB2Pbr90z6l-emvdGdnKs7wcjluwl2WyPepWxrF_l64QLNWVuubgH3DWphDJAPFU3RGebiWgdsg/s640/1000000042.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis3J2by-dfPciV_9rcOUB9IoZcJZSx2I_rX_CIkgsrbaNuOrVxu_XqUtxLk9zxZxnHBdGFIpy8_dyHRYeT8BGw15tdVGrd6pThOb8nH2s1f30lZQDcB2Pbr90z6l-emvdGdnKs7wcjluwl2WyPepWxrF_l64QLNWVuubgH3DWphDJAPFU3RGebiWgdsg/s320/1000000042.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>After two weeks the therapists said I was ready to go home if I agreed to have home health care. I did not want it but the doctor and Rob overrode my objections. That morning I had a special breakfast then a real shower. Finally the time came and Rob wheeled me out of my room. A couple people who had been in therapy with me came to say goodbye. When we got to the front desk my nurses, aides and the dietitian were all waiting for me. There was a big shopping bag on the desk and I thought it was a present. It was the worst present ever. The bag was full of medicine, a thirty day supply. <p></p><p>Getting home felt good but exhausting. I was too weak to connect with the dogs, though Mackey slept next to me every chance she could. Rob insisted I eat several times a day and kept getting me juice and protein drinks. I had lost 25 pounds in the hospital and was still losing.</p><p>Next I met my ‘home team’. A nurse came weekly for a month to check on me and go over any changes in my meds. A physical therapist came weekly for two months and helped me learn to walk on my own. There were silly dance steps to improve balance and a timed game where I had to sit and stand designed to test my strength. The second month we began walking outside which included our front steps. Again I wore a gait belt on our walks so he could catch me if I fell.</p><p>My occupational therapist and I bonded right away. We played with therapy putty, used elastic bands and lifted weights. She saw some of my knitting and encouraged me to try it. At first it seemed awkward and slow but now I can do pretty well.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtjWeBOyDHJEG6X56YkYJRCY3N1XB0n0ELFnYAhXmQWJvxdS5-qcGPx_0nORkbGjF9fpNI_CTuJxF-u0QlCxFhFwAQee5NpQC4NC_YuPhmgX0gJ3vStJq0pLTyNAsbhy4Ub9OX0e60w37m3xKWpzC4BdA2Zd7HxkjlCDAs4rCCCTT12BkRDgwm-uCG1w/s4032/IMG_0108.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtjWeBOyDHJEG6X56YkYJRCY3N1XB0n0ELFnYAhXmQWJvxdS5-qcGPx_0nORkbGjF9fpNI_CTuJxF-u0QlCxFhFwAQee5NpQC4NC_YuPhmgX0gJ3vStJq0pLTyNAsbhy4Ub9OX0e60w37m3xKWpzC4BdA2Zd7HxkjlCDAs4rCCCTT12BkRDgwm-uCG1w/s320/IMG_0108.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtLNz33YIz_MfrSiPXH2FgHDgBr612GpH3e2HM_YkFaMasCJ2OzcDgF6Cc0L3PxmzW3QUzGxzTLCf46zUyeyE3mTOj1s1OBcK25dIh294RzbXb685peOltob8ex0QJMLlGDvYYL7yM0B1QSKZv8GZWLGlWqkE7FhNccLDuXlUd2cxOueNYq8gf721JqA/s4032/IMG_0107.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtLNz33YIz_MfrSiPXH2FgHDgBr612GpH3e2HM_YkFaMasCJ2OzcDgF6Cc0L3PxmzW3QUzGxzTLCf46zUyeyE3mTOj1s1OBcK25dIh294RzbXb685peOltob8ex0QJMLlGDvYYL7yM0B1QSKZv8GZWLGlWqkE7FhNccLDuXlUd2cxOueNYq8gf721JqA/s320/IMG_0107.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>We talked a lot about my fears and expectations. She felt I was experiencing PTSD and called my doctor to recommend talk therapy for it. I was actually sad to see therapy end but they both felt I could continue on my own and if I needed more help, it was available.<p></p><p>So now I was home and healing. Life was good again, right? Well not exactly. Next post I’ll let you in on what life after sepsis is like.</p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-80008920953955369812023-09-03T01:00:00.001-04:002023-09-03T01:00:00.136-04:00Treatment of Sepsis<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6Oz8fnhV02XmM2cMPpiAujrWKyuMna6dgOuRG47aqE89DIpy8yoeWjCpjQ4LJ-_wcFkLhfxWq9EmImwoDeonNYf4b8IPtLOf53PwPLUv4x1RxtLRVR1qxQthClq9nN_fRiT6dSAld5FL4774qV5Aoi5rveTHUS01yMYO79fJ_QRHHa3zfFzf_MH92Q/s600/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6Oz8fnhV02XmM2cMPpiAujrWKyuMna6dgOuRG47aqE89DIpy8yoeWjCpjQ4LJ-_wcFkLhfxWq9EmImwoDeonNYf4b8IPtLOf53PwPLUv4x1RxtLRVR1qxQthClq9nN_fRiT6dSAld5FL4774qV5Aoi5rveTHUS01yMYO79fJ_QRHHa3zfFzf_MH92Q/s320/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023.png" width="320" /></a></div><span style="text-align: left;">Sepsis is usually treated in an intensive care unit. Specialists in many fields may be involved. Depending on the stage of the illness and the organs involved treatment varies. The first step is</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">stabilizing the damaged organs.</span></div><p></p><p>Sepsis moves fast so treatment must too. Usually it starts with oxygen and antibiotics. If the source of the original infection is known, appropriate antibiotics can be started. If unknown, then several will be used. In my case I was intubated even though I was breathing on my own. The ehrlichiosis hadn’t been diagnosed yet so they were giving me four to six different antibiotics to try and stop the infection.</p><p>Then came the tests and scans. It was determined that my kidneys had failed so they started dialysis. Because my liver was failing I had severe anemia. That had to be addressed The doctors wanted to do a lumbar puncture but my platelets were too low so first they gave me platelet transfusions. I was having seizures so they had me on continuous brain scans to watch them. They continued for five days and lasted from 20 to 40 minutes each. The neurologist started anti seizure drugs. My heart was beating fast and began to have irregular beats so the cardiologist began heart meds. Then there were the blood tests.</p><p>They tested for everything and the infectious disease doctor sent off a blood culture that finally showed what they were all looking for, the cause of the infection ….ehrlichiosis. That damn tick bite.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeE0RI2EGDsa_vDh9To3PY2USnWQA7F4dkuGxlXfF-Ui5x79FwXBbqXluzY9NXeNCipN77aAYBLEk9RVVU8mMhG-cfxJQYMeagwwd7aAsX0r87nlCRLuTEvx2D22SMi6GQ2zgMWRxi4taSvtHdJAPoEnE79faMVxgHO9JLKJ1mVo9ikIucK5UisP-Ccw/s640/1000000013.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeE0RI2EGDsa_vDh9To3PY2USnWQA7F4dkuGxlXfF-Ui5x79FwXBbqXluzY9NXeNCipN77aAYBLEk9RVVU8mMhG-cfxJQYMeagwwd7aAsX0r87nlCRLuTEvx2D22SMi6GQ2zgMWRxi4taSvtHdJAPoEnE79faMVxgHO9JLKJ1mVo9ikIucK5UisP-Ccw/s320/1000000013.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div>My hand and arm bruises from all the needles.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kwESSeUQ0FQ4G_q8Qpayx7NWavW2X75cOzSBhC7uHkM5gGolEt1KlgiK2Lt_Ec7r1UEaLv4DlCIcBbil6fydE11Uqz02paf7-GK0G5xOwe6pFTma6dEcIDr5jO0j0JbMfGYJtNYdHCapzVlFaiBrr2s6CsDrv7O5W8mss32m8Oi-Kp6wUZTOPZoXmw/s320/1000000011.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="240" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kwESSeUQ0FQ4G_q8Qpayx7NWavW2X75cOzSBhC7uHkM5gGolEt1KlgiK2Lt_Ec7r1UEaLv4DlCIcBbil6fydE11Uqz02paf7-GK0G5xOwe6pFTma6dEcIDr5jO0j0JbMfGYJtNYdHCapzVlFaiBrr2s6CsDrv7O5W8mss32m8Oi-Kp6wUZTOPZoXmw/s1600/1000000011.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuHR7jVCVGRWzebRBWILWfBWZt3_oanatbEE11cfxbCBF5u5B-7U02ypZ3f8gvCbtfFdofWQFbnhau2JWHtM7yXQRK89pD7a3x365pP9__Lljqy4irl_NbxqgC9Hpa2HR777eOGcoczHiDGe6dyhzvhkwXLaYpkjuXwnz1KIdQWg1imEI2pH5UNEd3w/s640/1000000009.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuHR7jVCVGRWzebRBWILWfBWZt3_oanatbEE11cfxbCBF5u5B-7U02ypZ3f8gvCbtfFdofWQFbnhau2JWHtM7yXQRK89pD7a3x365pP9__Lljqy4irl_NbxqgC9Hpa2HR777eOGcoczHiDGe6dyhzvhkwXLaYpkjuXwnz1KIdQWg1imEI2pH5UNEd3w/s320/1000000009.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><span style="text-align: left;">As I was still unconscious thru all this I had all sorts of tubes and wires keeping my body functioning. Once ehrlichiosis was discovered they started doxycycline and I soon came out of the coma. Then I made some good attempts at removing the feeding tube and oxygen. I’m told the nurses and I had some battles about that. After two weeks in ICU, I was finally transferred to a room in the general hospital to rest and start the long recovery.</span></div>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-7121711646585888312023-09-02T09:44:00.001-04:002023-09-03T11:22:44.453-04:00Symptoms of SepsisHow does sepsis make itself known? While it’s doing its destruction on the inside of the body it’s showing some signs on the outside that need to be recognized and dealt with quickly. Of course not all people will show all symptoms but a combination of several should be addressed.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMWPs41Abve9WYErB3QQRQuqt_V26j3_sxald2LznNu25kEmCfFf4TbfVzzjJ4eK5cev_e4w71ni23qFjCZMGqFqr185Eh8S6wDmStEgkJcTPxRIP-ttOmgDlG3YHI8S0vdzGKjE3spKRKua-Yrp7z-rP34RwkzafWaBta3yoDBNejiQmXUBgnlEA1xQ/s600/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMWPs41Abve9WYErB3QQRQuqt_V26j3_sxald2LznNu25kEmCfFf4TbfVzzjJ4eK5cev_e4w71ni23qFjCZMGqFqr185Eh8S6wDmStEgkJcTPxRIP-ttOmgDlG3YHI8S0vdzGKjE3spKRKua-Yrp7z-rP34RwkzafWaBta3yoDBNejiQmXUBgnlEA1xQ/s320/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>In this list I’ll put the symptoms I experienced in bold letters.</div><div>Rash - this is more common in children</div><div><b>Clammy skin</b></div><div><b>Weakness</b></div><div><b>Fast heartbeat</b></div><div><b>Low blood pressure-systolic less than 100</b></div><div><b>Fever or hypothermia- low body temperature </b></div><div><b>Shaking or chills </b></div><div>Shortness of breath </div><div><b>Reduced urination</b></div><div><b>Confusion or agitation </b></div><div><b>Slurred speech</b></div><div><b>Extreme muscle pain</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>Of course some of these are the “flu like symptoms” we always hear about but combined with a possible infection from any source, sepsis can be already setting in and the damage to the organs can be permanent or even fatal.</div><div><br /></div><div>This was my diagnosis in alphabetical order:</div><div>Ehrlichiosis chafeensis</div><div>Severe sepsis</div><div>Acute posthemorrhagic anemia</div><div>Acute kidney failure </div><div>Acute metabolic acidosis</div><div>Acute viral hepatitis</div><div>Disseminated intravascular coagulation </div><div>Dysphagia oropharyngeal phase</div><div>Encephalitis and encephalomyelitis</div><div>Hepatic encephalopathy </div><div>Hepatic failure </div><div>Migraine </div><div>Paroxysmal atrial fibrillation</div><div>Pneumonia </div><div>Pure hypercholesterolemia</div><div>Thrombocytopenia</div><div>Toxic encephalopathy </div><div>Unspecified convulsions </div><div><br /></div><div>Sepsis affects the whole body, the brain, heart, lungs, kidneys, </div><div>liver, thyroid and of course the blood. And sepsis moves fast. I came within 90 minutes of dying. This isn’t something with which you want to take a wait and see position. If someone has a combination of symptoms and a possible infection, get them to a hospital as fast as possible.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sepsis isn’t to be taken lightly.</div>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-5388231420203081802023-09-01T01:00:00.003-04:002023-09-01T09:37:21.894-04:00Sepsis Awareness Month<p> Until recently I, like most of you, was vaguely aware of sepsis. I knew it was bad and often fatal but I didn’t know the details such as the symptoms, treatments and after effects. I didn’t know the frequency of cases or the statistics on survival. But that all changed for me over the past four months. I am now a survivor of sepsis and I live with the aftermath.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCMbQFvas8zYA76zjEyYd66azbQVmZJ3yCEkGAO6a5S79wI6SvFTd6XGUMWSVYuNnbp_jQoogYdd9A1fYyEF21V_rT2ZLwsr3wbUE-1BR2YMAZZyyGZMt9vvuuyTnm3B2AdD9fTYzcTDsaHldfIWw2ExhX2S0oIszRLg1QI02CMHZHbj5_1bxru_Jqdw/s600/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCMbQFvas8zYA76zjEyYd66azbQVmZJ3yCEkGAO6a5S79wI6SvFTd6XGUMWSVYuNnbp_jQoogYdd9A1fYyEF21V_rT2ZLwsr3wbUE-1BR2YMAZZyyGZMt9vvuuyTnm3B2AdD9fTYzcTDsaHldfIWw2ExhX2S0oIszRLg1QI02CMHZHbj5_1bxru_Jqdw/s320/SEPSIS%20Awareness%20Month,%20SEPT%202023.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>September is Sepsis Awareness Month and I’ll be sharing my experience and what I’ve learned with you. You are certainly free to tune out because it doesn’t sound like much fun but if it can happen to me it can happen to anyone including someone you love or even you. We all need to know the signs. </p><p>Septicemia or sepsis used be referred to as blood poisoning. It happens when the immune system is overwhelmed by infection. The infection can come from anywhere. It can be as big as a result of surgery to as small as a scratch from a dog. Consider that for a minute. Mine was caused by a bite from a tick carrying the ehrlichia bacteria.</p><p>There are three stages. Sepsis, severe sepsis (which I had), and septic shock. In the United States there are 1.7million cases of sepsis annually. Of those 270,000 people die.</p><p>In my next post I’ll introduce you to the symptoms. Stay safe everyone.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-56444955811962869242023-08-15T20:45:00.000-04:002023-08-15T20:45:28.029-04:00Sleeps<p><i><span style="color: #990000;"> Ruby Rose asked a good question today. She asked where we sleep and in what positions. I’ll even show you my favorite way to sleep. But first the others.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #990000;">Syd sleeps in her pen in the garage. She likes it there because she has privacy and none of the rest of us can get in. She has lots of blankets and pillows and she rearranges them every couple of days. She sleeps curled in a ball and likes to bury herself under a bunch of blankets even in summer.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #990000;">Mackey has beds all over the house. She chooses which one suits her at any particular time. She also sleeps on the couch and naps on the big bed with Dad. She usually sleeps curled in a tight ball but sometimes sleeps on her side.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #990000;">Boston sleeps in his crate at night and likes to stretch out on his side or his back with his feet in the air.</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #990000;">Then there’s me,Thistle. At night I sleep in my crate but during the day I like to sleep on the cool tile floor in the kitchen. I sleep on my back with my feet propped against the wall just like Mom’s Water Dogs used to do. But here is my very favorite way to sleep.</span></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #990000;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxUijWQ4Cp_Dr4khjSQmOBlieZOJuO39zpiWzwSfcStVbdLWm0E-wSXR8zddHX9RsFpwUzpv-HrXMCkPOYCqQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #990000;"><i style="text-align: left;">Thistle</i></span></i></div><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-56597421353949020802023-08-14T07:59:00.000-04:002023-08-14T07:59:52.736-04:00Mom’s Home<p><i><span style="color: #990000;">Our Mom was gone for a long time. Dad was here with us at night but in the mornings he left to visit Mom. Even when he was here he was pretty busy talking on the phone and messing with lots of papers. We were pretty nervous. Where was Mom and when was she coming back to us? </span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #990000;">But now she’s home and spends lots of time with us.</span></i></p><p><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixGwkcbMLiQQgDqJH6NcYurCdasqWR4AwFGN7efqO1WWoAYHgx2DNzcXl6IsWsiV19_hQ4ieqExAesiXzMtiVLjllA9qp1xmurVZQ7nUFuX0mVo-lcsJiZQqZ-iVeWGMZU_BUM3sUS9OVrfGnRu03qbciM23bWlwrdRWmaB5VQFC70lC5O0uSDB_No1A/s4032/IMG_0095.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixGwkcbMLiQQgDqJH6NcYurCdasqWR4AwFGN7efqO1WWoAYHgx2DNzcXl6IsWsiV19_hQ4ieqExAesiXzMtiVLjllA9qp1xmurVZQ7nUFuX0mVo-lcsJiZQqZ-iVeWGMZU_BUM3sUS9OVrfGnRu03qbciM23bWlwrdRWmaB5VQFC70lC5O0uSDB_No1A/s320/IMG_0095.jpeg" width="240" /></a></i></div><i><span style="color: #990000;">Everything is good again.</span></i><p></p><p><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2ROPqXErJ7rA6fDR4J-Kh5rnDc_jHCoYnJYVjpZ_ChNTJ2m8DmwmQAy5lIXhNs_MrfLFnpIo0o3dkEbnyU0-3uQqu18r2mlWsH6hDH-zruRN2jnHoWH3F1U5_tAaq3IEwxwwPH3Xy6e5HRbaIbTVCjJXpamJGFPmcsUnCOjB8bhM7Sg4SUKgbHuFEA/s640/1000000081.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2ROPqXErJ7rA6fDR4J-Kh5rnDc_jHCoYnJYVjpZ_ChNTJ2m8DmwmQAy5lIXhNs_MrfLFnpIo0o3dkEbnyU0-3uQqu18r2mlWsH6hDH-zruRN2jnHoWH3F1U5_tAaq3IEwxwwPH3Xy6e5HRbaIbTVCjJXpamJGFPmcsUnCOjB8bhM7Sg4SUKgbHuFEA/s320/1000000081.jpeg" width="240" /></a></i></div><i><span style="color: #990000;">Mackey</span></i><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-11813030142399746262023-08-04T19:39:00.000-04:002023-08-04T19:39:00.687-04:00Remember Me?<p> Hi Bloggers,</p><p>I’m back and I’m walking, talking and breathing on my own. This has been a horrendous experience that no one should have to go thru. Please everyone, take tick bites seriously.</p><p>Back in the middle of March I noticed a bite on my left ankle. I didn’t know what had bitten me, just that it was red and itchy. I put some cream on it to stop the itch and didn’t pay much more attention to it.</p><p>A few days later I started feeling achy and lost my appetite. I slept a lot but didn’t seem to be getting any better so on March 19th I went to the emergency room. I had a fever, headache, a cough and body aches. In other words, flu like symptoms. They tested me for Covid and flu, both negative. They did a blood test, chest X-ray and urinalysis. Then they sent me home with a diagnosis of a viral infection and said to drink lots of fluids.</p><p>I stayed in bed all week getting sicker and weaker. By the following weekend I couldn’t stand up by myself or hold a spoon to eat. Rob said I needed to go to the ER but when he touched my leg to help me up I had a seizure, then lost consciousness. He called an ambulance.</p><p>By the time I arrived at the ER I had a high fever and sepsis. Then my organs started shutting down. I had kidney failure, liver failure, swelling in the brain, extreme anemia etc. My heart and brain continued to function but I was dying. Special lab tests showed that I had Ehrlichiosis from a tick bite</p><p>The doctors intubated me, did dialysis, gave me blood transfusions and did MRIs, CT scans and constant brain scans to monitor my seizures. I had seizures for five days each lasting 20 to 40 minutes. I was in a coma for eight days. Then I woke up. </p><p>I don’t remember my time in the ICU or much of my time in the hospital at all. I couldn’t sit up by myself or feed myself. I had trouble speaking and slept most of the time. Finally I was transferred to a skilled nursing rehab center for a two week stay where they helped me learn to walk and speak and use my hands. I was on seizure meds and heart meds and meds for an ulcer. They brought me my favorite foods and made me promise to eat.</p><p>I went into the hospital on March 26 and finally came home on April 24. I had lost 30 pounds and needed either a walker or a person beside me to walk and no stairs.</p><p>Then the real work started. A nurse and a physical therapist and an occupational therapist each came every week for two months and worked with me. I have exercises I still do daily but they all have discharged me.</p><p>So where do things stand now? I can walk unaided, no more walker or wheelchair. I still force myself to eat, no appetite. I have several specialists I see regularly. My cardiologist took me off the heart meds. The neurologist took me off the seizure meds just last week. My liver is back to normal. My thyroid is back to normal. My kidneys are almost normal. Last week I had a CT scan that showed no hemorrhaging in the brain and a nuclear stress test that showed my heart is strong. I still have a tremor in my hands but it’s better than it was and my neurologist has prescribed B12 injections to help that and my appetite. I’m also seeing a psychologist for PTSD.</p><p>And because I’ve been working so hard to recover and because Boston was so lonely without me, this little guy has joined the family and become my couch buddy. Meet Thistle! He’s a five month old Collie/ Poodle mix.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz88nsMgs1FWMk87VkeVQo6IjdZczwS6LjdXFx2AMZQDMhTt1X8-yDETChnw-TKJYOQWSS0jdobOZcEmcsUtvHsw7EuWambDwVa_r7gOAMrZSp3FPJxM0cxPBIPzvDF-4Tb0TQdmw-G1yJSijvuAldVCRQrHislD91js6d77wmpWDhZUp7Uj4EcNCeAA/s4032/IMG_0013.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz88nsMgs1FWMk87VkeVQo6IjdZczwS6LjdXFx2AMZQDMhTt1X8-yDETChnw-TKJYOQWSS0jdobOZcEmcsUtvHsw7EuWambDwVa_r7gOAMrZSp3FPJxM0cxPBIPzvDF-4Tb0TQdmw-G1yJSijvuAldVCRQrHislD91js6d77wmpWDhZUp7Uj4EcNCeAA/s320/IMG_0013.jpeg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>So that’s it for now. I’ ll catch up on blog news and keep in touch. BE CAREFUL OF TICKS. They can kill you.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-30249338890317780182023-04-18T23:20:00.001-04:002023-04-18T23:20:08.060-04:00Just the BasicsSue's health is improving every day even though she gets frustrated, and wishes the whole thing gone.
That reminds me i have to pick out a ball of yarn, and some pairs of kntting needles. Should help regain hand and eye sync. I am going to have you wait for any details that Sue wants to share about her experience, out of respect for her privacy. The prayers and best wishes keep pouring in from all over the planet. I have just approved several dozen comments. Sue also received a beautiful arangemen of flowers from one of her onling frients, We don't have a go fund me site but the checks and money orders just come in directly. Thanks for all the support.I expect to have Sue home sometime late this week or early next week. She will then recieve home health support while she regains her strength.
I have met many wonderful people during this trial, Doctors, Nurses,LPN,People that change the sheets, and run the whirlpool bath, or just a nice person in the next room.. The latest pet is getting impatient and I don't want a cleen up job at what ever hour this is so I wish you all a good night!!!!! RobertSuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-64957683938035387462023-04-16T14:38:00.000-04:002023-04-16T14:38:24.686-04:00STAYING ALIVE and LIVING WITH HOPE AND GRATITUDE<i><b></b></i>HI, THIS IT ROBERT W. HALL,
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4} OUR FAVORITE RESTAURANT IS "AVANZARI"
5} I DON'T REALLY NEED HER PASSWORD TO REPLY TO MESSAGES SENT TO MY YAHOO ACCOUNT.
6} SUE MISSES HER TIME IN BLOGVILLE WITH ALL OF YOU, WITH OVER 2MILLION READERS, HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF COMMENTS THAT NEEDED TO BE VETTED EACH DAY, AND COMING UP WITH NEW WAYS TO WRITE ABOUT DOGS,HAS LEFT ME A VERY LONELY MAN AT TIMES. I CAN COOK FOR MYSELF, DO THE LAUNDRY, CLEAN DOG VOMIT OUT OF THE CARPET, RUN THE WHOLE HOUSE VACCUUM, MOW THE LAWN AN CLEAN THE GUTTER WITH OUT FALLING OFF A LADDER. TODAY WITH OUT HER NEAR ME AT HOME I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH ALL MY FREE TIME.
WITH ALL MY LOVE TO ALL OF YOU IN BLOGVILLE
SINCERELY GRATEFUL TO YOU FOR ALL
THE JOY AND FRIENDSHIP AND FUN OUR
HOME HAS BEEN BLESSED WITH YOU TOUCHING OUR LIVES.
<i>ROBERT W. HALL</i>
PS:PLEASE LOOK UP THE 8 SERIOUS PLAGUES CARRIED BY TICKS AND TAKE PROPER PRECAUTIONS
Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-2221259418220074012023-04-16T05:27:00.000-04:002023-04-16T05:27:59.628-04:00ALIVEWe take it for granted that each morning we will wake up, but it is never a certainty.Sue an I laid down
for our nights rest about a month ago, each of us with our current book in hand. 'I'm not enjoying this book you can bring it back to the library tomorrow", never did I comprehend those were the last words
I might have listened to from the love of my life, my partner, bookkeeper,and the master of pets in our house.
The next morning I got up and took care of the dogs needs as was my normal routine. Sue woudl get up about an hour later and join me for a cup of coffee while I was downing my seond cup. Not a morning person, I learned through long experience that conversation was not to be started until about ten oclock, Sue's not a morning person.
Sue had not been feeling well since receiving a tick bite a couple of weeks past, Emergency, and our regular physicians thought she had a virus and would shake it in a week to ten days, but both were wrong. Not able to get Sue up, I called for an ambulance and made the trip behind the rescue team to the hospital Where I learned she was in serious trouble. The tick bite that Sue and I thought was a spider bite had caused total liver and kidney failure, and swelling of the brain.
She would be unconcious for the better part of a week in a ICU bed while a team of Doctors tried to figure out what the cause was. One of the eight diseases that ticks can transmit was only an hour or two away from killing her when we made it to the Emergency Room.
WARNING: DON'T IGNORE A TICK BITE. IF YOU START HAVING PAIN IN YOUR JOINTS, FEVERS THAT COME AND GO, AND A COMPLETE LACK OF INTEREST IN FOOD, GET TESTED.DONT ASSUME A VIRUS OR FLUE.
SUE IS RECOVERING IN A REHAB SETTING AFTER A LONG STAY IN AN ICU BED. YOUR COMMENTS AND WELL WISHES WILL BE WELCOME.
I AM ROBERT, THE OTHE HALF OF THE PORTUGUESE WATER BLOG. SORRY NO PICTURES IN THI POST. WHEN SUE COMES HOME PERHAPS WE CAN REVIVE MY ATTEMPT TO GET THIS MESSAGE OUT TO EVERYONE
Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-61873341902742689502023-02-28T13:32:00.002-05:002023-02-28T13:32:39.842-05:00My Little Puppy<p>Well, it's been a couple weeks since I reported on Boston. He's been very busy growing during that time. Need proof?</p><p>Remember this picture? It was taken on Christmas Day.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArWAWMUCp8nwZYdZ5iA_NpJwLbe5pI-hHor-EgSygRCJN3Sqjo-6xVXrFTkYf368kxLh-G2KSqddKEdBSW7a__lq1CeLq64QI5uEzR_TwcWSP3pS_tsizn23sqyfUubrcYHdJuypWRCjkiJw9vEALqtrY-i3VNWtqWEF7c8UASx2aGcsT-qYlKuA/s3872/DSC03360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArWAWMUCp8nwZYdZ5iA_NpJwLbe5pI-hHor-EgSygRCJN3Sqjo-6xVXrFTkYf368kxLh-G2KSqddKEdBSW7a__lq1CeLq64QI5uEzR_TwcWSP3pS_tsizn23sqyfUubrcYHdJuypWRCjkiJw9vEALqtrY-i3VNWtqWEF7c8UASx2aGcsT-qYlKuA/w400-h268/DSC03360.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>This picture was taken last night. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc7-oWflBToMBXy3p2opVzsmRcZr58WoNci3vPlQdszKSKYOQbITjIvj0bGqFAQNgdyfn6GNu-n5kVLFPeGI6qgddkXGKCY_hxmUq9mAvbw3jSyt0k-oguDWRLvWXmAMHaGwpLlnFNQq6Em8hR7x_GvMdmbhDyQx-f4_k56hwJ5J5TNNwAu_Mn7uc/s3872/DSC03579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc7-oWflBToMBXy3p2opVzsmRcZr58WoNci3vPlQdszKSKYOQbITjIvj0bGqFAQNgdyfn6GNu-n5kVLFPeGI6qgddkXGKCY_hxmUq9mAvbw3jSyt0k-oguDWRLvWXmAMHaGwpLlnFNQq6Em8hR7x_GvMdmbhDyQx-f4_k56hwJ5J5TNNwAu_Mn7uc/w400-h268/DSC03579.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>In the first shot he weighed 6.5 pounds. At his weigh-in last week he was 27 pounds and the way he eats I'm sure he's closer to 30 by now.<p></p><p>Also, notice the ears. We met his mama and she is a lovely chocolate Lab. We were told that his daddy was an Australian Shepherd but we think his daddy is actually Dumbo the Elephant. Those ears are huge. The vet thinks mama had something going on with a hound dog and has revised his prediction about size. Originally Dr B thought Boston would become a small Lab but now he says that he'll be a BIG dog. That's ok with me. I like big dogs.</p><p>Boss does a great 'sit' and a very dramatic 'down'. He's food motivated but also wants desperately to please so training is much easier than with Mackey who doesn't care the least about pleasing anyone and thinks rules don't apply to her.</p><p>Here's a pic of baby Boston napping.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUr2i11f4jsd5GQcm8lO3YvU3p6esBMk-MmeEnQ4uZDdQwV5gDDi9-MK3765mAjhVmazZ_M2A_GlqcmIMyzzHdyl4TRpuH4ZvahCDq59RRBEKl4jWpnDcFZu3IZewVve0JJfUdLCeGTBoi8ifJEV9yaYlrxd_5omE6wFcqVDek0lFZcw22WpDz03M/s3872/DSC03355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUr2i11f4jsd5GQcm8lO3YvU3p6esBMk-MmeEnQ4uZDdQwV5gDDi9-MK3765mAjhVmazZ_M2A_GlqcmIMyzzHdyl4TRpuH4ZvahCDq59RRBEKl4jWpnDcFZu3IZewVve0JJfUdLCeGTBoi8ifJEV9yaYlrxd_5omE6wFcqVDek0lFZcw22WpDz03M/w400-h268/DSC03355.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>And here is big boy Boston.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg2u8fS3v16aZ9gpGfOl9wbw5UB61JUfXRstG9gOGPFPc-7y8rlzJAaenFfM_QyUnZCCUI0jALblKYT6AorpgfzVw-RPmDcH3Pdh562vwGRTRLNOrJ2iOtjyUw-4epzkAdsSlln7FLtrk-sPBInEw9Zvs-X4i5FybrY_UOTpwmY3oyX8NccE_gfM/s3872/DSC03584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyg2u8fS3v16aZ9gpGfOl9wbw5UB61JUfXRstG9gOGPFPc-7y8rlzJAaenFfM_QyUnZCCUI0jALblKYT6AorpgfzVw-RPmDcH3Pdh562vwGRTRLNOrJ2iOtjyUw-4epzkAdsSlln7FLtrk-sPBInEw9Zvs-X4i5FybrY_UOTpwmY3oyX8NccE_gfM/w400-h268/DSC03584.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>I'm trying to keep up with blogging but as you can see I have a major distraction. Still Boston wants to show you what a good boy he is.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisUhJ43II6TDGToZRPhBfPTWVZRD1XEXpWpE9XS0S3tuSBs_dDVYItNP9y5cD2wSmT2ID2mfyXkV6hclhoHBs_7zt_mZ45T-097xYjMfkijAAjxeWhUnJwja_MilBPLEVqo8bI8Qp06rVzUW8VusozpTqG1CSxylWL88HiR2VKwwMBXj_rld02NUY/s3872/DSC03585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisUhJ43II6TDGToZRPhBfPTWVZRD1XEXpWpE9XS0S3tuSBs_dDVYItNP9y5cD2wSmT2ID2mfyXkV6hclhoHBs_7zt_mZ45T-097xYjMfkijAAjxeWhUnJwja_MilBPLEVqo8bI8Qp06rVzUW8VusozpTqG1CSxylWL88HiR2VKwwMBXj_rld02NUY/w400-h268/DSC03585.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>We'll be back really soon, We promise.<br /><br /><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-29891940995094636452023-02-06T11:06:00.000-05:002023-02-06T11:06:04.546-05:00Bigger and Bigger<p> This picture of Mackey and Boston was taken in January 1st.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5YZgA5MP9uAtN8QYni9pVD58KGx9QUvHsSkmeqbV0tADxiPAP0K8JsMWzvr3j4SqrIvvy21dcMuPKTWNbONVoaWdyM4yr_OvX-o4ub6yuo3zVvNZakh3XEIbSJRoUQgAwLqQdZbE8RbwJSSVM_WkH5lzj345Rynb45CcJYJaITl9s46x0z0qTNM/s3872/DSC03400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT5YZgA5MP9uAtN8QYni9pVD58KGx9QUvHsSkmeqbV0tADxiPAP0K8JsMWzvr3j4SqrIvvy21dcMuPKTWNbONVoaWdyM4yr_OvX-o4ub6yuo3zVvNZakh3XEIbSJRoUQgAwLqQdZbE8RbwJSSVM_WkH5lzj345Rynb45CcJYJaITl9s46x0z0qTNM/w400-h268/DSC03400.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>This picture of Mackey and Boston was taken on February 4.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg70pujNycHU1kBh9bucvNZ5cxvU6Dar4ENp8838BSI-3uPgmQufviEwsY85OkygLxcMm89XvGAghYRYdrHGVqYvC9R9lsC3yHs5K0pLrR_5bssXOewO-uM2u5sGhy-E57Zh6atJfhnyQto_WqmMVZvREbbP9tYKstzpIciGOC8-osWggOcu8rc7-o/s2512/DSC03559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1456" data-original-width="2512" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg70pujNycHU1kBh9bucvNZ5cxvU6Dar4ENp8838BSI-3uPgmQufviEwsY85OkygLxcMm89XvGAghYRYdrHGVqYvC9R9lsC3yHs5K0pLrR_5bssXOewO-uM2u5sGhy-E57Zh6atJfhnyQto_WqmMVZvREbbP9tYKstzpIciGOC8-osWggOcu8rc7-o/w400-h231/DSC03559.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Boston seems to grow taller every day.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKL81FVgyU_IzA7VX0__LxnfjvpDI_OMJkaOjtHf2-NEg6dbdfqNGDps_JhYpFQtrSnxG1zA4M9dZdjCXQ4p0hZpI1G_Pq-4W5js0n7ygP3T1iGYqrEQuVAtN2QMiG5VkCIoCdgOKShw-hrQM2pz82t8-8Fs6sKvJLtYA7FW54ku_BZgZ9RypmSU/s3872/DSC03561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKL81FVgyU_IzA7VX0__LxnfjvpDI_OMJkaOjtHf2-NEg6dbdfqNGDps_JhYpFQtrSnxG1zA4M9dZdjCXQ4p0hZpI1G_Pq-4W5js0n7ygP3T1iGYqrEQuVAtN2QMiG5VkCIoCdgOKShw-hrQM2pz82t8-8Fs6sKvJLtYA7FW54ku_BZgZ9RypmSU/w400-h268/DSC03561.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Everything in the house is moving to higher ground. Doors are kept closed and gates are up across stairs and hallways. He's curious about everything.<br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p> <br /></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-72645866218330132562023-02-05T15:12:00.002-05:002023-02-05T15:12:50.387-05:00The Gnome A Month Club<p> So, are you wondering where I've been and what's been keeping me busy besides young Boston? Well I guess I might as well confess. My Ravelry group had a knit-along challenge. We were given a year to make a gnome. I guess I must be a little obsessive compulsive because when I started my gnome in mid January I suddenly had dozens of ideas swirling in my mind. Then I came up with the brilliant idea of making not one gnome but twelve gnomes, one to represent each month of the year long challenge. OK, that wasn't such a bad idea. I could make a gnome each month for a year. That would be fun.But no, here's where the OCD part come in. I made all 12 gnomes at once. I started mid January and finished the first week of February. Want to meet my gnome family?</p><p>Presenting January Gnome...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9ilFSeYWzdOGYBMNwMsJwih1GFbPtPCKh9gzEsp4jC6_b2rNHnivg2yrNaOWzpmhOeFxru2jyvixpoxFzQlC405pGgLDRaXSTfuYG5GJeiLpSVsEAebguu6f9VW_hKgnZixCPBJQLolE1Dz0CPhjtMSTpbOf7jusFSe4CHsO8QtV_-2bAcjRrq2M/s3872/DSC03482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3872" data-original-width="2592" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9ilFSeYWzdOGYBMNwMsJwih1GFbPtPCKh9gzEsp4jC6_b2rNHnivg2yrNaOWzpmhOeFxru2jyvixpoxFzQlC405pGgLDRaXSTfuYG5GJeiLpSVsEAebguu6f9VW_hKgnZixCPBJQLolE1Dz0CPhjtMSTpbOf7jusFSe4CHsO8QtV_-2bAcjRrq2M/w268-h400/DSC03482.JPG" width="268" /></a></div>February Gnome....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdZh0-28CicxDrqpXF1325GutyV7JFrWbqqY6eyXp9rZ4n0ycEiyqqNfS6YtYEwWxKiuvv3F2hqWcPCqkug6ENuwSYuRc0P2ViyBmnTGdxp1jPONDm24LfSJNW9Xke-cutoIaLSDoPMF3oG_NELxd8wlq3DRBGfMMRDCqZlJfyAar9E9aMve7hgPM/s3872/DSC03493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3872" data-original-width="2592" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdZh0-28CicxDrqpXF1325GutyV7JFrWbqqY6eyXp9rZ4n0ycEiyqqNfS6YtYEwWxKiuvv3F2hqWcPCqkug6ENuwSYuRc0P2ViyBmnTGdxp1jPONDm24LfSJNW9Xke-cutoIaLSDoPMF3oG_NELxd8wlq3DRBGfMMRDCqZlJfyAar9E9aMve7hgPM/w268-h400/DSC03493.JPG" width="268" /></a></div>March Gnome...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1Vf8YbVzL7a13qSy5zgf0WP6X5PeDoGVE0bN87Tw_tvEaJGXzWcHnCJx6WOinmfQBA8LjFmO9G6XHngRCG0ZDTypSRZ_7_RbSV9Mhk5zQqL92tb0afFe9pJsSf4EX_u5Nu6TzLP4JBqIgnTJGSfN6UpBbs3_CopCb5siJVrgG84QNpIDR3YAMik/s3872/DSC03500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3872" data-original-width="2592" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw1Vf8YbVzL7a13qSy5zgf0WP6X5PeDoGVE0bN87Tw_tvEaJGXzWcHnCJx6WOinmfQBA8LjFmO9G6XHngRCG0ZDTypSRZ_7_RbSV9Mhk5zQqL92tb0afFe9pJsSf4EX_u5Nu6TzLP4JBqIgnTJGSfN6UpBbs3_CopCb5siJVrgG84QNpIDR3YAMik/w268-h400/DSC03500.JPG" width="268" /></a></div>April Gnome....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I'll introduce you to some other obsessions soon.<p></p><p>And just because I can't leave without a pic of Boston.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVlYwaqWUk510GsPZFKr6y2FhvJrE1YQH8QypPbx1PqFNlvaCIYg_qicVbdwW18KT1F1CdcmHVmTnJVm7s8_joHxGsmzBYXCnzAc8IClmA8_EDutwMk39SJ062mdLAfVG4pBKefng-g4k0W7pvtXcGQtDFZS11NgGiVKDC7oNq6PqmR_MOY5s_ISY/s3872/DSC03497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVlYwaqWUk510GsPZFKr6y2FhvJrE1YQH8QypPbx1PqFNlvaCIYg_qicVbdwW18KT1F1CdcmHVmTnJVm7s8_joHxGsmzBYXCnzAc8IClmA8_EDutwMk39SJ062mdLAfVG4pBKefng-g4k0W7pvtXcGQtDFZS11NgGiVKDC7oNq6PqmR_MOY5s_ISY/w400-h268/DSC03497.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-9549306780521246052023-01-25T15:36:00.001-05:002023-01-25T15:36:22.444-05:00Oh Boy, Snow!!<p> We woke up this morning to several inches of snow. Rob and I were not all that pleased but Boston thinks it's absolutely wonderful. Now when we go out he can toss snow in the air and try to catch it, dig for buried treasure such as sticks, make snow pupangels and leave great yellow markings for whoever comes by.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqnjGRz_qpc8GuqWSHfZxaNuam8Adl4YrVjPbIAe8vS-Aslf3H11K2yKEK3JWu6cH1oBW14MM_qkg3AgnhWMJajBpMqDzsrt5qtk2CCD-vJjxJjjIum4eL6VcL4-FcEcEvVxQsNqUdu_nrYgVPIjckftTLTjgRL_AItB7CgLvl2kPRMvAgkwagYpA/s3872/DSC03506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqnjGRz_qpc8GuqWSHfZxaNuam8Adl4YrVjPbIAe8vS-Aslf3H11K2yKEK3JWu6cH1oBW14MM_qkg3AgnhWMJajBpMqDzsrt5qtk2CCD-vJjxJjjIum4eL6VcL4-FcEcEvVxQsNqUdu_nrYgVPIjckftTLTjgRL_AItB7CgLvl2kPRMvAgkwagYpA/w400-h268/DSC03506.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #990000;"><i>What do you mean we just came in and can't go out again immediately?</i></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BgoIR8Sg8vZ1IAEPPWEJFJHCIulykiqHYhfDYnE00FWqFtsCnSGaIgejMUYd22Cucm5A51J4R8ivEP0ghGGK1hyrwLyyEtcPMq3EjB0q0iFFl8etJKUElyrOWP1B8A2gj725i6iXvzkf2FpT1dTfu0Z4WBnxzE5geKLv077KmqPzoCOVDRc7H8k/s3872/DSC03498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BgoIR8Sg8vZ1IAEPPWEJFJHCIulykiqHYhfDYnE00FWqFtsCnSGaIgejMUYd22Cucm5A51J4R8ivEP0ghGGK1hyrwLyyEtcPMq3EjB0q0iFFl8etJKUElyrOWP1B8A2gj725i6iXvzkf2FpT1dTfu0Z4WBnxzE5geKLv077KmqPzoCOVDRc7H8k/w400-h268/DSC03498.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="color: #990000;"><i> Well, I'll just wait here until you drink that hot coffee, then we can go out and play again.</i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-jYl6THYNqOmYaQ0au7upJiv4H1ccCTr52c_lRYlqI2l9YygxCNRVBr7ZlyQSuEVHCuoQaAsKlYO6GR_HoIJiucXRl-hURHrKi3-TEC8r4mOaSk7d-Ioi1bKEZJl9R2KzNbsMZts5oN6s0m__cA4jxWtCU38dRLbqmC-OYvzX0HVglToyoqW3l4/s3872/DSC03501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-jYl6THYNqOmYaQ0au7upJiv4H1ccCTr52c_lRYlqI2l9YygxCNRVBr7ZlyQSuEVHCuoQaAsKlYO6GR_HoIJiucXRl-hURHrKi3-TEC8r4mOaSk7d-Ioi1bKEZJl9R2KzNbsMZts5oN6s0m__cA4jxWtCU38dRLbqmC-OYvzX0HVglToyoqW3l4/w400-h268/DSC03501.JPG" width="400" /></a></i></div><span style="color: black;">Fortunately, he fell asleep while waiting and I got a chance to get a few things done. </span><i><br /><br /></i><br /><p></p><div id="ext_searchPromptBtn" style="left: 467px; top: 23px; z-index: auto;" textsel="s"></div>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-42080849505428500642023-01-18T15:28:00.002-05:002023-01-18T15:28:35.251-05:00Truce<p> Mackey and Boston play pretty nicely outside BUT inside there's a lot of growling from Mac and high pitched barking from Boston. However we occasionally get a truce, especially when there is food being prepared.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-mBIiFT6Zuns491gZqtJehXjtC2aCzmqyE8cseqiZ9JbxNK-1EXDTGPcnLyg6M5v6b6rzoyls3SXBEpn2WmE3O0lrAThFBWzVUAjeBVkEu8fM__QNCnzI0fI3NKYO9nKL6rBYX9Ls1ZwJhNK41BszFrV5JyF178vsVL8bk2WBlAjepycQLcjdso/s3872/DSC03477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-mBIiFT6Zuns491gZqtJehXjtC2aCzmqyE8cseqiZ9JbxNK-1EXDTGPcnLyg6M5v6b6rzoyls3SXBEpn2WmE3O0lrAThFBWzVUAjeBVkEu8fM__QNCnzI0fI3NKYO9nKL6rBYX9Ls1ZwJhNK41BszFrV5JyF178vsVL8bk2WBlAjepycQLcjdso/w400-h268/DSC03477.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Then we go back to making a lot of noise.<br /><br /><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-3427427193866139272023-01-15T13:33:00.000-05:002023-01-15T13:33:08.704-05:00A Puppy's Work Is Never Done<p> Boston is growing fast. We can almost see his legs getting longer each day. He saw Dr B on Friday and had doubled his weight since last visit. He's now almost 13 pounds. Another change, he didn't fall asleep during his exam this time. Instead he tried to chew the doc's hands off. </p><p>He keeps very busy each day except for his two hour naps that happen suddenly in the middle of play. He just stops whatever he's doing, goes into his crate and sleeps to recharge the battery. When he comes out he's ready for action.</p><p>He tries to be helpful around the house, like when he helps load the dishwasher.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJ5J_0QFeEGrekBvc4RX4x3HpTudRhr9BWEbG39iLgycrq6maopTQGUbwd0IMheLTdRQCudVXWpUeSBuR24A50jZ2y1HBjFTM_YASqZ04mifFwnTvXQ2EgLsIf3avZFI4RXOokgnAkfnBChTw7DBqbMbjS17_12IMaA2XG2af1e22MdWyRQqLj5g/s1160/PICT1590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="925" data-original-width="1160" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJ5J_0QFeEGrekBvc4RX4x3HpTudRhr9BWEbG39iLgycrq6maopTQGUbwd0IMheLTdRQCudVXWpUeSBuR24A50jZ2y1HBjFTM_YASqZ04mifFwnTvXQ2EgLsIf3avZFI4RXOokgnAkfnBChTw7DBqbMbjS17_12IMaA2XG2af1e22MdWyRQqLj5g/w400-h319/PICT1590.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>When he hears it open he comes running to help.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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He's learning how to be a "Good Boy", though he doesn't always accomplish the goal. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhMlxQxuTcG4I99P_oOPtSbQaER9e5rdWufGuTO2cMW3Uf8kymfbTYOMczOfX8BHSVZ9uLBIPcSWrbPlo0WYgCXNg_Ry05Bg5Xv879-rMqu4Mgoic8SYRgi1tpavPMyNKLlpUYRgOc3S7ZbRocUjnbIGfWybcEMfeZ2c39xn1ikg2XB5Qs9Kl1Ak/s3872/DSC03398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqhMlxQxuTcG4I99P_oOPtSbQaER9e5rdWufGuTO2cMW3Uf8kymfbTYOMczOfX8BHSVZ9uLBIPcSWrbPlo0WYgCXNg_Ry05Bg5Xv879-rMqu4Mgoic8SYRgi1tpavPMyNKLlpUYRgOc3S7ZbRocUjnbIGfWybcEMfeZ2c39xn1ikg2XB5Qs9Kl1Ak/w400-h268/DSC03398.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>He recognizes his food bowl and can show you where his food is kept. When he sees me heading for the pantry with his bowl he jumps, spins and sings. He knows that his food is served in his crate so he races for the crate and is waiting when I get there. He also goes into his crate by himself to nap which is a big accomplishment. He had been sleeping in a small carrier next to the bed but he's outgrown it so he now sleeps in his crate in the livingroom. He wakes around 4:30 each morning and needs to go out but then goes back to sleep till about 6:30 when he's hungry and starts demanding breakfast.<p></p><p>Housetraining is going a little better over the past couple days. Yesterday there were no accidents in the house. We managed to get him outside in time except for a couple times when he used his pee pads. Last night he actually told me that he had to go out and we made it in time.</p><p>Last week we introduced him to the backyard and he loves it. He runs and digs and climbs on the rockpile. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcwXFo1C6SSoLpE26lx91zj0efspO_l7q39JWWPp311gIUrxqxO6BKYzGkJOXrKMW9DrW0zqJpnqTIVXH9Lebnfm_fNmHqA0znew_ZziKFgVK_ibVsmEbcKCuasmuGu4iOqCzoiWXCULajM0k1eT5YS5J_l6h-XVfEkZX6y8j9bzdUYvqFhRbZYhM/s3872/DSC03397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcwXFo1C6SSoLpE26lx91zj0efspO_l7q39JWWPp311gIUrxqxO6BKYzGkJOXrKMW9DrW0zqJpnqTIVXH9Lebnfm_fNmHqA0znew_ZziKFgVK_ibVsmEbcKCuasmuGu4iOqCzoiWXCULajM0k1eT5YS5J_l6h-XVfEkZX6y8j9bzdUYvqFhRbZYhM/w400-h268/DSC03397.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUXh2bw3jXG_hsslXzo6eVRpNweyF8kO6-FEhhGE-nxH6Jub2ZGQgMQCYYEX0XyGQ_f3TSTSIlImaHofpgP_37LlBWCBICuKF75pR7XgAZTbpwffDp35GJHPge8YgdBt08_PZKG9--bItxvkeZ6loab-jGZkhPSUQe4yYzY4Q0nuyeFoy87HBMcE/s3872/DSC03396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUXh2bw3jXG_hsslXzo6eVRpNweyF8kO6-FEhhGE-nxH6Jub2ZGQgMQCYYEX0XyGQ_f3TSTSIlImaHofpgP_37LlBWCBICuKF75pR7XgAZTbpwffDp35GJHPge8YgdBt08_PZKG9--bItxvkeZ6loab-jGZkhPSUQe4yYzY4Q0nuyeFoy87HBMcE/w400-h268/DSC03396.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Boston and I take a walk around the yard every day.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzSMogGKlrsXC7M8b6BSKOGJXWeaBraVmv9hQsMINMzN1yiMzRG9gqZS3x99COkEiLny0iFDRWo-ergZoFvlfxDtI642WQIdSRjvw2_89xoxJwhMhc_Nv9335O7Tn0W9-lIpTux81Arv2Z6nITeU8mlVAJl5kUEWc31CsZeN9F3FtzMbeEfvBK60/s3872/DSC03431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwzSMogGKlrsXC7M8b6BSKOGJXWeaBraVmv9hQsMINMzN1yiMzRG9gqZS3x99COkEiLny0iFDRWo-ergZoFvlfxDtI642WQIdSRjvw2_89xoxJwhMhc_Nv9335O7Tn0W9-lIpTux81Arv2Z6nITeU8mlVAJl5kUEWc31CsZeN9F3FtzMbeEfvBK60/w400-h268/DSC03431.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Although Mackey doesn't care much for him and growls at him in the house, in the yard she enjoys playing with him.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0VBql7BtVHI78kJ31X8i-5WrL3pGQVkgl0nuN13K7OqJ7nz3DfpHa13rKj4QzP-KLYwjrjADJU8DunI_FRXqbiw4DRUO13UklZ0G-3Cuo6G4WO8flpFXITCd1qBSY6e63GwBAz00cc9Nb-ROfte8RWIA6U7zF_ARVCzJDfKLLulupYvUM-W8kM0/s3872/DSC03420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx0VBql7BtVHI78kJ31X8i-5WrL3pGQVkgl0nuN13K7OqJ7nz3DfpHa13rKj4QzP-KLYwjrjADJU8DunI_FRXqbiw4DRUO13UklZ0G-3Cuo6G4WO8flpFXITCd1qBSY6e63GwBAz00cc9Nb-ROfte8RWIA6U7zF_ARVCzJDfKLLulupYvUM-W8kM0/w400-h268/DSC03420.JPG" width="400" /></a></div> Rob built a little bridge over a drainage area on the hill. Boston and Mackey play in that area. He chases her, then she chases him and he runs under the bridge where she can't get him. 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When he isn't eating or napping or chasing Mackey around, he has lots of toys to attend to. Choosing one must be a hard decision. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQEDpKm05Yv6ddLQi87HgS1ahILAoTUYMUN8adRGV3yWynvjfvTJTrF0Wm70wywx_LZ3nKGAhYB4j_9MyKLtpvvgnI6o5eUH5M4QR-fICiaOBuaPw5FTWwFWDA3Iz74rtLhKhy4n29Iwikk6ka0Z0t8PSqoFNZrGYRQ3mpEevv7ynvkFcaqjs6Hw/s3872/DSC03389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQEDpKm05Yv6ddLQi87HgS1ahILAoTUYMUN8adRGV3yWynvjfvTJTrF0Wm70wywx_LZ3nKGAhYB4j_9MyKLtpvvgnI6o5eUH5M4QR-fICiaOBuaPw5FTWwFWDA3Iz74rtLhKhy4n29Iwikk6ka0Z0t8PSqoFNZrGYRQ3mpEevv7ynvkFcaqjs6Hw/w400-h268/DSC03389.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Each morning he greets and beats up Bunny.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPC55pWtlyJyZx9X9Tpj5Z7qqFE250tFg82rPfYfGUBVBMLkpQS1iPjYELm2Te5Q--NSykcxi0GrQVc0NyIEgBkFJwU2RBzNuqt1boXEaGe8AJ-zYwNLXUkSzUHHldXn-aEHi78tg661Wn2j3wqHGTyFjGyX1EtzA8AGPR68RcfdWgkfaT9R7ItU0/s3872/DSC03383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPC55pWtlyJyZx9X9Tpj5Z7qqFE250tFg82rPfYfGUBVBMLkpQS1iPjYELm2Te5Q--NSykcxi0GrQVc0NyIEgBkFJwU2RBzNuqt1boXEaGe8AJ-zYwNLXUkSzUHHldXn-aEHi78tg661Wn2j3wqHGTyFjGyX1EtzA8AGPR68RcfdWgkfaT9R7ItU0/w400-h268/DSC03383.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>He likes to chew on the birthday balloon.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_xKIrgjeOzvhBuQ418AkXCsDSgt1lbaVzJjR0kMx69e_4BGSYOfDB3hd7TPY-4U8Yq9emEY0ZqAzOWoGEvXVDQq67MRh7m3IWyoe5X6yq8gESy1VwYjRBLzyNII-ZqczQWoWlLHxYGaFPSbsil5B8SDesyYdzXj3a7enQMeyEFrdzEi9rIqSYv0/s3872/DSC03387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_xKIrgjeOzvhBuQ418AkXCsDSgt1lbaVzJjR0kMx69e_4BGSYOfDB3hd7TPY-4U8Yq9emEY0ZqAzOWoGEvXVDQq67MRh7m3IWyoe5X6yq8gESy1VwYjRBLzyNII-ZqczQWoWlLHxYGaFPSbsil5B8SDesyYdzXj3a7enQMeyEFrdzEi9rIqSYv0/w400-h268/DSC03387.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Wrestling with the Huskey pup is like fighting with his brothers.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmgCyWNK_5dhx6_G1tC-mkc_26nV4Z7h-9cHn9zodNq-vbO0DyVVqSVBg3UThOdls45FrZp1uLYioDpqq0kEtwi6SPzICJkfeV2e1sb1AXB0ByplV2zfvB1QG2mWpaUDeyjrMxJIFz53CRnWLI0VjHEAgFV8u9-G9-MiBHns9evAZXgyvz4mmaid0/s3872/DSC03369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmgCyWNK_5dhx6_G1tC-mkc_26nV4Z7h-9cHn9zodNq-vbO0DyVVqSVBg3UThOdls45FrZp1uLYioDpqq0kEtwi6SPzICJkfeV2e1sb1AXB0ByplV2zfvB1QG2mWpaUDeyjrMxJIFz53CRnWLI0VjHEAgFV8u9-G9-MiBHns9evAZXgyvz4mmaid0/w400-h268/DSC03369.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>There are so many! Bears and balls and birds......<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzLAu-UA_lH-S72MGpvf7ZO2GFsU0VcJn4FUuBeIerLq-Wh8qLbpSzWp1nFYx4l3pWAHNN4iJVK7VA2oJylCuolu8YPjTHVN9vdk-dNoJPEiTXsk24xSZZ8w71VU1GbBt0tWe6TiytpFJz26lu4l4r8dKIZk8YcCVj9He-KIiLGrmK-H-Ht8cN7Ds/s3872/DSC03367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzLAu-UA_lH-S72MGpvf7ZO2GFsU0VcJn4FUuBeIerLq-Wh8qLbpSzWp1nFYx4l3pWAHNN4iJVK7VA2oJylCuolu8YPjTHVN9vdk-dNoJPEiTXsk24xSZZ8w71VU1GbBt0tWe6TiytpFJz26lu4l4r8dKIZk8YcCVj9He-KIiLGrmK-H-Ht8cN7Ds/w400-h268/DSC03367.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>But all these toys have one thing in common. They are all leftovers from other puppies that came before. Till now.<p></p><p>A good friend who I met blogging sent Boston his very own chew toys and he loves them.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_5BR9e__MxCdi2f28cNB096p-P9CH5dw7bcNIlwvxoKWuecaoOTEXLQpmwGB8td3ekhdn64cA5DkEdjn7TYsWxZyPnCqHvnpppcr7QdIWcAM9Fxhu37alxzybVLghnjiTBl3slnWCPGTfgM6MOr_etm5vHRCzwKWeZ6MkXV3KbzSnDSfrr3E9iM/s3872/DSC03385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6_5BR9e__MxCdi2f28cNB096p-P9CH5dw7bcNIlwvxoKWuecaoOTEXLQpmwGB8td3ekhdn64cA5DkEdjn7TYsWxZyPnCqHvnpppcr7QdIWcAM9Fxhu37alxzybVLghnjiTBl3slnWCPGTfgM6MOr_etm5vHRCzwKWeZ6MkXV3KbzSnDSfrr3E9iM/w400-h268/DSC03385.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jsx4NBfhvp5GdP2ahh6zCEQU3EqVvKoHtm9yw1ijVBtn7DrYy0LRBBnn5EgvBZDYRyU2Kbf5JX4YeIRb9Ubc7kZ_KQjBjMrQKbW7UJdg0wv5aOhbDRuWM1eTeIU0iEYCX4jeYFCdCABZiD-ytHlNkvii-g1QihFHJShuN-nysZeL6E_f8JRxqMY/s3872/DSC03386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jsx4NBfhvp5GdP2ahh6zCEQU3EqVvKoHtm9yw1ijVBtn7DrYy0LRBBnn5EgvBZDYRyU2Kbf5JX4YeIRb9Ubc7kZ_KQjBjMrQKbW7UJdg0wv5aOhbDRuWM1eTeIU0iEYCX4jeYFCdCABZiD-ytHlNkvii-g1QihFHJShuN-nysZeL6E_f8JRxqMY/w400-h268/DSC03386.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwIWF8JUJ6zJS4IStJ4gy_Cda0NVaBD6YFnhRxEeyz5DO-R9T5V8k5mFIQVuruGGgIOtc2_t8NbnQiBrc1Sh99Gun4HVKwGwvYh0yzm1PDsZ7Zrrpf_yiTWBSCD0DkeKjIdMLdeYsRlUuCauKgzJTTNXKQJKlFsnjRYk82zLF25kIgzRDUp9JsrM/s3872/DSC03380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSwIWF8JUJ6zJS4IStJ4gy_Cda0NVaBD6YFnhRxEeyz5DO-R9T5V8k5mFIQVuruGGgIOtc2_t8NbnQiBrc1Sh99Gun4HVKwGwvYh0yzm1PDsZ7Zrrpf_yiTWBSCD0DkeKjIdMLdeYsRlUuCauKgzJTTNXKQJKlFsnjRYk82zLF25kIgzRDUp9JsrM/w400-h268/DSC03380.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcYb-Ew6PdbZc692YIxKKbAbLAZnuFFluatHB-EEgaYwH23jrsGVFr0ull2twTH3RlcNVraK1nq3qOEb9wydROHZqm97TMYbH2LK_GWrd58sWJN2m3B-ZNA_BoksjO2Fh8CcQxlat-IWc1ncHm_Kb4MdB4gMqUVl2Y2gOdFT_S9gf69ntNfvD09xs/s3872/DSC03378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcYb-Ew6PdbZc692YIxKKbAbLAZnuFFluatHB-EEgaYwH23jrsGVFr0ull2twTH3RlcNVraK1nq3qOEb9wydROHZqm97TMYbH2LK_GWrd58sWJN2m3B-ZNA_BoksjO2Fh8CcQxlat-IWc1ncHm_Kb4MdB4gMqUVl2Y2gOdFT_S9gf69ntNfvD09xs/w400-h268/DSC03378.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>I am thrilled with these toys too because they're saving my hands and ankles from his razor sharp teeth. <br /></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-22427827000119196522022-12-29T16:09:00.003-05:002022-12-29T16:09:58.460-05:00Do It Again<p> Every night at bedtime Mackey jumps on the bed and rolls over for a bellyrub. She's not a cuddly dog and this is the one time that she enjoys being handled. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqPsufVtrfSKgI-ywnISt14xmX0EgxW8kdU10St6Qnbwn8rjCtgyWq35fI3TltAsfdyHNtHwCh66wIpGadJV7wADzb7N8tFCgXSZ98lVS6Sy-1hZtXvUThUw3N_cXsAz-Ot_CEwCaZEdk2NmGNPmX8skPog00xEoVE4rIY31SWMjmdxK3dcDleXU/s3872/DSC02880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqPsufVtrfSKgI-ywnISt14xmX0EgxW8kdU10St6Qnbwn8rjCtgyWq35fI3TltAsfdyHNtHwCh66wIpGadJV7wADzb7N8tFCgXSZ98lVS6Sy-1hZtXvUThUw3N_cXsAz-Ot_CEwCaZEdk2NmGNPmX8skPog00xEoVE4rIY31SWMjmdxK3dcDleXU/w400-h268/DSC02880.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Boston is totally different. He likes to cuddle and to be held. But they do have something in common. He likes bellyrubs, too.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN3r4lB0A22ESek8Zg4XLO9EJUwipWpOSG-AWC4dVsK-TQRCgKEL461Pwnzzl2V8C9ax8nziA4qAE00-U_JOQas5KVy5Scvhw57YjMFricNJEineqkricIAJibSoDkuEB0Riss_knxSD0mOKy_9G-JQKPX9mhXlbjT7gXMNqKNmDvVwSzEeWMbU9U/s3872/DSC03376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN3r4lB0A22ESek8Zg4XLO9EJUwipWpOSG-AWC4dVsK-TQRCgKEL461Pwnzzl2V8C9ax8nziA4qAE00-U_JOQas5KVy5Scvhw57YjMFricNJEineqkricIAJibSoDkuEB0Riss_knxSD0mOKy_9G-JQKPX9mhXlbjT7gXMNqKNmDvVwSzEeWMbU9U/w400-h268/DSC03376.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggG2VtZ0dbyiW4AeNVQDdudVmcoL9Rn32NKAST945C9683In91Y2A_8yVIVxYgGHv6-Yfnq4nBDaBEsybQO6HhJqMvJEik2Rc8LxZC0kD0zYt9nuJKydtv_PYwTRUg9cO0L05fxzwqN5j9DxBETmNVEcZNiKD65k2RLxTYqUloMbGwxG8zlXxbfp4/s3872/DSC03375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggG2VtZ0dbyiW4AeNVQDdudVmcoL9Rn32NKAST945C9683In91Y2A_8yVIVxYgGHv6-Yfnq4nBDaBEsybQO6HhJqMvJEik2Rc8LxZC0kD0zYt9nuJKydtv_PYwTRUg9cO0L05fxzwqN5j9DxBETmNVEcZNiKD65k2RLxTYqUloMbGwxG8zlXxbfp4/w400-h268/DSC03375.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>He runs up to Rob and rolls over expecting one. And who can resist?<br /><br /><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-60354474869935758962022-12-27T18:55:00.000-05:002022-12-27T18:55:49.783-05:00MINE!!!<p> Toddlers go thru that wonderful stage in life when everything is theirs. Their favorite word becomes MINE!!! Well, Boston is going through that stage now.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeb0PdZZJihOPn-D0br51ykIBR8a15JvRPngT2JSgRJGDKy8DJ-OyG7mPft_M4QiP1IrRhKqNbX9N0RcuYNBhHZrPqjv4nhFjHYP56TAWlSfooR8WxAWNq6YGOtSHordfa0fdeAihR9liI-M9sji0cW5hWEvdks8XzLkqHeARe6-uTPH54HehUpOg/s3872/DSC03360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeb0PdZZJihOPn-D0br51ykIBR8a15JvRPngT2JSgRJGDKy8DJ-OyG7mPft_M4QiP1IrRhKqNbX9N0RcuYNBhHZrPqjv4nhFjHYP56TAWlSfooR8WxAWNq6YGOtSHordfa0fdeAihR9liI-M9sji0cW5hWEvdks8XzLkqHeARe6-uTPH54HehUpOg/w400-h268/DSC03360.JPG" width="400" /></a></div> His first night here we spread his blanket in the middle of the living room. The next day he began gathering toys. Each toy he found that looked interesting he dragged onto his blanket until he had a pretty good pile.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-3_jyFOv8ysS_uFguhQLydlz-KVQxh39LBxDkLN9ZtjjqvVtvjE9GN7vUZQUbkfK-3V0H4_Opr0tXiqAGu8vY-lQq-N8309RkdCPpdbyWbFu9MJ4mzSOz8zwU0zC8cS2wFqgYlajeLj167_sPZ672bf1inApAwW1yYlHh4L5K5uclNFXNvibWYA/s3872/DSC03357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-3_jyFOv8ysS_uFguhQLydlz-KVQxh39LBxDkLN9ZtjjqvVtvjE9GN7vUZQUbkfK-3V0H4_Opr0tXiqAGu8vY-lQq-N8309RkdCPpdbyWbFu9MJ4mzSOz8zwU0zC8cS2wFqgYlajeLj167_sPZ672bf1inApAwW1yYlHh4L5K5uclNFXNvibWYA/w400-h268/DSC03357.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>One time he dragged Mackey's basket onto his pile and I removed it and told him NO, that is not yours.He's pretty comfy now and extends his exploration range a bit each day. He's still adding to his toy pile. Today he found a leaf outside and brought it in to his collection.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLD5llvwrAlw4zl7CMV5JXZWXR_Rv4XGsv6agqjbY9WdOinPQqz6qzugNo1cKeTyb2jG6b0_3J8spWj4GY1GEz69w41HxIOGR7OorKdulZS_Yg5z3pOX3UPa-twjwis_6tkpBrsOFPftE52JCJQHsYiHtN2dFsN1tefsQVJormRe7EL1e9ws6heQ/s3872/DSC03367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLD5llvwrAlw4zl7CMV5JXZWXR_Rv4XGsv6agqjbY9WdOinPQqz6qzugNo1cKeTyb2jG6b0_3J8spWj4GY1GEz69w41HxIOGR7OorKdulZS_Yg5z3pOX3UPa-twjwis_6tkpBrsOFPftE52JCJQHsYiHtN2dFsN1tefsQVJormRe7EL1e9ws6heQ/w400-h268/DSC03367.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p> Rob likes to take a few of the toys and spread them out around the house. Then he watches Boston find them and bring them back to the pile. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtUXTQbl7qbQo6lYaWmjfK5gh0vU_eQs6_E8pfjeyJ9BRhHJW6NIfChJVtap1vm9Z03qPOKJC7AwwcNc0yzzoCRSo4F17mcWKC6UXorrF7BAeZPbFX9MBAVVqKxhfc--hob1B3N1mwgU-XTuGx5Aal8pB8K7DdMMocc3P7sregtaSY0cUZPLz7seU/s3872/DSC03364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtUXTQbl7qbQo6lYaWmjfK5gh0vU_eQs6_E8pfjeyJ9BRhHJW6NIfChJVtap1vm9Z03qPOKJC7AwwcNc0yzzoCRSo4F17mcWKC6UXorrF7BAeZPbFX9MBAVVqKxhfc--hob1B3N1mwgU-XTuGx5Aal8pB8K7DdMMocc3P7sregtaSY0cUZPLz7seU/w400-h268/DSC03364.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>He's very proud of his toy collection but Bunny, a small blue rabbit seems to be his favorite. Each morning when he gets up he runs to check on Bunny.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kKaGrcfl-ZzQ8YEHY5EscJpGvD21t8AhEewHFju1_j4wepRfJCYA4hQGo7LlJRQzTMX4JNVS5xuu2v1pKJDRBsiZT_DANEuSNVSGpfB-cJywUmSCm-pg9NVyt-omhKXNKI75mBY26lj-DjeNNJNM4QQryBJb-Nki9sebRtNKEHDX-k0eSB8mcec/s3872/DSC03362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kKaGrcfl-ZzQ8YEHY5EscJpGvD21t8AhEewHFju1_j4wepRfJCYA4hQGo7LlJRQzTMX4JNVS5xuu2v1pKJDRBsiZT_DANEuSNVSGpfB-cJywUmSCm-pg9NVyt-omhKXNKI75mBY26lj-DjeNNJNM4QQryBJb-Nki9sebRtNKEHDX-k0eSB8mcec/w400-h268/DSC03362.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Gathering toys is tiring work and a pup needs a nap afterwards.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOQc-6xCmaYBOIngwAc61znAIIrx-Qpx719zEfHL6pbUMsGTxun1AfWHDaaCZMSlKvRhqkCL9Hwa4N6v_FEsZ0kLX3uRKpE9KnTwWlrq8uWHIT-rVtHp5MymYJ5e3gAMrjjsY-fDfz2rp3cOr44tcuaCtItZ7gQj9N_5TM_-M2HedZIX4YDCaYZQk/s3872/DSC03355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOQc-6xCmaYBOIngwAc61znAIIrx-Qpx719zEfHL6pbUMsGTxun1AfWHDaaCZMSlKvRhqkCL9Hwa4N6v_FEsZ0kLX3uRKpE9KnTwWlrq8uWHIT-rVtHp5MymYJ5e3gAMrjjsY-fDfz2rp3cOr44tcuaCtItZ7gQj9N_5TM_-M2HedZIX4YDCaYZQk/w400-h268/DSC03355.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Shhhh, don't wake him.<br /><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-41694323261103039202022-12-24T18:40:00.000-05:002022-12-24T18:40:36.839-05:0012/24/22<p> Happy Christmas to all, </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN1egNRnGn0W5eGfXR3IXtGfLOnyqsbFDIs62xGoUf-AcfqJeCtSWDh65AJBTtddeY2EScHO9Sue_i5eeyZDJ2_bQDmttkAMd-8EjhEliPFVvqFq7Chz3Cmfn-cZN3gRoQIjZqqrXsB_7xOfwiClz1x0pb_bp0vaEi89b4ouO8Kl84gLxKdTMhEqA/s3872/DSC03297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN1egNRnGn0W5eGfXR3IXtGfLOnyqsbFDIs62xGoUf-AcfqJeCtSWDh65AJBTtddeY2EScHO9Sue_i5eeyZDJ2_bQDmttkAMd-8EjhEliPFVvqFq7Chz3Cmfn-cZN3gRoQIjZqqrXsB_7xOfwiClz1x0pb_bp0vaEi89b4ouO8Kl84gLxKdTMhEqA/w400-h268/DSC03297.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi616iwnzaYQXTSXZUoCr85JYBsTEpfUMlVYL-QqLAqUDvTmPJLQmHeqfwQAg9QoHAvAmJqptIqLRYxsdkenmRbtPuI5b910AcAgl-dZDm1heFH8Tj3RYL6JBVsItxrUi4U1jYoVoMVNsWX-NaU7qH08V3aOVnwDx0E3A5w4_bcJM7GaBoEEoHX8Q/s3872/DSC03355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi616iwnzaYQXTSXZUoCr85JYBsTEpfUMlVYL-QqLAqUDvTmPJLQmHeqfwQAg9QoHAvAmJqptIqLRYxsdkenmRbtPuI5b910AcAgl-dZDm1heFH8Tj3RYL6JBVsItxrUi4U1jYoVoMVNsWX-NaU7qH08V3aOVnwDx0E3A5w4_bcJM7GaBoEEoHX8Q/w400-h268/DSC03355.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>And to all a good night!<br />Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-69665896409667773832022-12-23T12:20:00.001-05:002022-12-23T12:20:40.459-05:00Settling In<p> Boston had a rough first night but last night went better. He sleeps in a carrier next to the bed. Mackey has been sleeping beside the carrier so she can check on him and let me know if he needs me. He whimpered a couple times during the night but went right back to sleep. We're all feeling less sleep deprived today.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYc3X0Wn_XX1NdvEkQuQlnD1WWz55QGBGiBK4atfCjrNIC5q7vGbMjSkB3ZMN7dmCYF0I9CkWEl3_NgKJNkYj2m09MbbaCMzrIlfYlPh2KZxSt15qBnNjFaGMdT_lJH7YYiMXiDpmj2rT1damOMT74WP2XcQNA6j4_AaOzzMAehX7HzA2YyWnh4-g/s3872/DSC03338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYc3X0Wn_XX1NdvEkQuQlnD1WWz55QGBGiBK4atfCjrNIC5q7vGbMjSkB3ZMN7dmCYF0I9CkWEl3_NgKJNkYj2m09MbbaCMzrIlfYlPh2KZxSt15qBnNjFaGMdT_lJH7YYiMXiDpmj2rT1damOMT74WP2XcQNA6j4_AaOzzMAehX7HzA2YyWnh4-g/w400-h268/DSC03338.JPG" width="400" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The living room looks like a puppy is in residence. There are toys scattered everywhere. His attention span is pretty short and he goes from one toy to another, then falls asleep to refresh his battery.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu7m6pn_ZJx8ypfioS6DS9vpW6PKMZQEftiwU-dr8PmtYcei2WXfOt_xVTuFqqCAXKhvsF7s0859XfWIAx4Q6BlaDzOWUwUC-MFWXDELAnAjj40uAchNqGRwk2v6MvrFRiF8WnT0kE1yjQmOxbEY14YkQSDLzQLuO2JHiKlPQBGPPv4W5MVJau37I/s3872/DSC03354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu7m6pn_ZJx8ypfioS6DS9vpW6PKMZQEftiwU-dr8PmtYcei2WXfOt_xVTuFqqCAXKhvsF7s0859XfWIAx4Q6BlaDzOWUwUC-MFWXDELAnAjj40uAchNqGRwk2v6MvrFRiF8WnT0kE1yjQmOxbEY14YkQSDLzQLuO2JHiKlPQBGPPv4W5MVJau37I/w400-h268/DSC03354.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p>He really likes his dinner and has no trouble digging in. I'm feeding him in a crate so he learns to associate the crate with good things. After he eats he usually naps for awhile. Yesterday he discovered the water bowl in the kitchen and makes numerous trips to drink. I expect to find him splashing in the bowl soon.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4A1h89l-MGRP26NhtEMhh3Wmie_Z97TYputpvP4OP1T8em-5CUyU_euUQ1dBzqGUUbL0BbwAubv-OKDgfN2YEakwI2PVBHNGhvbhQ0ZCCE2TsUzGI1xSFT1uuMQlHBaRujeWv9CetbDnEdQIC6c44bZ9bEV4BXZixMu8aB-5GphBaIOAfXogPXrE/s3872/DSC03337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4A1h89l-MGRP26NhtEMhh3Wmie_Z97TYputpvP4OP1T8em-5CUyU_euUQ1dBzqGUUbL0BbwAubv-OKDgfN2YEakwI2PVBHNGhvbhQ0ZCCE2TsUzGI1xSFT1uuMQlHBaRujeWv9CetbDnEdQIC6c44bZ9bEV4BXZixMu8aB-5GphBaIOAfXogPXrE/w400-h268/DSC03337.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Today was his first vet visit and it went great. Dr B was taken with him and told me how happy he is for us. Boston checked out perfectly and didn't even complain about his vaccination. I asked Dr B if Boston's eyes would turn brown and after checking them out closely he said that they're green and probably will stay that color. How odd.<p></p><p>The big storm has put a damper on our house training because of the temperature but we'll get back to it soon. I think he's going to be pretty easy to train He likes to go outside to pee and look around. <br /></p><p><br /></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1336283699663453373.post-36185998162352460612022-12-22T13:00:00.001-05:002022-12-22T13:44:22.402-05:00Surprise!<p> Santa came early to our house.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGAwvnJCRCOYSaK4XttWoHwDXyeeNbKXdjeeP5RTPLN56bJ7b-SfPBVCWUlYlXPTN_59-keqRTrhR9vgRBv1zeIJTN82_bI493Nb0Lg5FMzTRb2Nme8C9oggNnDX25Y5admoJQmdel4UfsGz9IKMZZYCda0qj5Zkb2iz5Xt6qUgYfC9B5KWjY4UE/s320/dmw5xu.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="240" data-original-width="320" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfGAwvnJCRCOYSaK4XttWoHwDXyeeNbKXdjeeP5RTPLN56bJ7b-SfPBVCWUlYlXPTN_59-keqRTrhR9vgRBv1zeIJTN82_bI493Nb0Lg5FMzTRb2Nme8C9oggNnDX25Y5admoJQmdel4UfsGz9IKMZZYCda0qj5Zkb2iz5Xt6qUgYfC9B5KWjY4UE/s1600/dmw5xu.gif" width="320" /></a></div>He brought us a special gift.<br /><p></p><p>His name is Boston. He was born November 12. Mom is a chocolate Lab and Dad is an Australian Shepherd.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3pHQdrQiEZtNqmhskEl9Knhj5ET6g787QYs_ib4QCmCahsKqHxao1EmD-xzfyKALC-TPctO2fKSmNWybY_yxzGvkN-ZR_kq2L81ssKBt9neaoR30Mp1JY-qduFUkKA273JhaK7TztqKl7Aj4E5g7m7_UTVyplCLFNoEiarT_W-odrCW1HyEPKBkQ/s3872/DSC03334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3pHQdrQiEZtNqmhskEl9Knhj5ET6g787QYs_ib4QCmCahsKqHxao1EmD-xzfyKALC-TPctO2fKSmNWybY_yxzGvkN-ZR_kq2L81ssKBt9neaoR30Mp1JY-qduFUkKA273JhaK7TztqKl7Aj4E5g7m7_UTVyplCLFNoEiarT_W-odrCW1HyEPKBkQ/w400-h268/DSC03334.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Boston is very active, very nippy and very loud. We all had a short noisy night and he is currently complaining about being confined in a crate. Who else would bring home a new puppy at the start of a major winter storm? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzutX1ck_LP_omBmtnYI1I2NGZhTy0Kys1Cfz10Ol7tbtL1kPNvqgYFhzG8hv2x9ZQo2crHUumZRrxAzOlC9GtSjCfVbY9EJ_viubShLQUKuMnTrx83XUzgb2KHdRaRk4YTMpJL7pBpLz2LDCDBhWEAFWNNPaFJFX8QqIu_7AxQ7tp0uoaGL88BTw/s3872/DSC03335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2592" data-original-width="3872" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzutX1ck_LP_omBmtnYI1I2NGZhTy0Kys1Cfz10Ol7tbtL1kPNvqgYFhzG8hv2x9ZQo2crHUumZRrxAzOlC9GtSjCfVbY9EJ_viubShLQUKuMnTrx83XUzgb2KHdRaRk4YTMpJL7pBpLz2LDCDBhWEAFWNNPaFJFX8QqIu_7AxQ7tp0uoaGL88BTw/w400-h268/DSC03335.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>I hope Santa brings just what you want for Christmas.<br /><br /><p></p>Suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05100381901254968075noreply@blogger.com2