Things have been a little hectic lately and I've found other distractions than taking the time to blog and think and muse. Well I've been thinking and musing but not much of the blogging thing. I am pondering the thought of a month without Facebook but I'm not so sure how that will go.
Right now I am trying to recover from inventory and a severe desire not to do anything. I would like to sleep, listen to music and play on Facebook, which would be okay if I were actually interacting with my friends but alas I am kinda addicted to playing Pioneer Trail. It is not easy to just quit playing because I have all these missions to complete and I get prizes and some are on a time frame. The ones on a time frame are currently getting under my skin because some of them are not very realistic goals or they change, there were a few I had until the end of January but now have less than two days to complete and I'm pretty sure that January is not over just yet. Which means that they will be rolling out missions geared for Valentine's Day and that stinks. Then every time I finish a mission they give me three more or there are more parts some of them are six or seven parts long.
Sorry just a bit of a rant. Just a Boy doesn't understand it. I am happy to say that Just a Puppy is getting back most of his hair in the long and slow process of a month of every other day baths and believe me he doesn't like it. He is suffering from a bacterial skin infection which is much better than having mange which would have effected the other dogs. So every other day we go to my in-laws, take him inside, wash him with flea shampoo first, then the anti-bacterial and wait 10-15 minutes with that on and if you have never dealt with a soapy puppy 10-15 minutes might as well be two hours, then we rinse, blow dry and then give him oral antibiotics. The difficulties associated with this include Just a Puppy's over protected Catahoula leopard wanna be mama, Sassy who has taken to standing over him when we show up and poking people by which I mean me in the stomach with her paws. Inside we are greeted by a Shih Tzu puppy who thinks he can fly, Hotch and a pug who could care less, Tater. Hotch really only wants to know what is in Just a Boy's arms more than anything. He usually spends bath time being pathetic outside of the bathroom door moaning and whimpering until we come out or someone entices him to come to the living room. Hotch thinks that anytime the front door opens he must be there to greet you.
Getting in the door at my in-laws has to be done in steps. Usually one of us stays behind to distract the outside pups from trying to go in especially since the inside pups want to come out. Once the screen door is open you are trying to keep two out and once you have the inside door open you are trying to keep those dogs inside. It is equally complicated whether you try to do this one person at a time on entering or as a group. If you have someone new to the group though we have to break it up. Hotch doesn't understand the etiquette of greeting people. That you must let them enter the building before you start freaking out that you don't know who they are and you want to be best friends with them and tell them all about yourself. And he will continue to try and dance with you and pounce until you acknowledge that he is there.
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