Your prompt for #JusJoJan the 28th and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “throw in the towel.” Use the phrase “throw in the towel” somewhere in your post. Enjoy!
I’m so ready to throw in the towel with these darn dogs!
I love my dogs, y’all know I do, but two nights in a row added to more from last week have me ready to throw in the towel on how to get them well. I don’t know if they don’t like our new lifestyle, or they have picked up something at one of the dog parks, but every night, we are up and down all night taking someone to the bathroom.
As you know, here in the new location, the dog park is kind of a hike from our site, and many times we can’t get them to just “go” outside the door around our motor home. So off one or the other of us goes-the past two nights it’s been Whiskey- to the dog park at 2 or 3am. In addition to that, now Whiskey won’t eat. Brandy is still getting over pancreatitis, she has two more doses of her medication to go, and her appetite is fine. Wth is going on with Whiskey now?? She is so psychotic with her eating habits on a normal basis, it’s almost funny. Every night she does what we call The Dance. First, she begs us until we feed them, only to watch Brandy eat her food while Whiskey ignores hers. Then, she will wait a while, sniff everything around the floor and near her bowl, sort of sneak up on it, before finally eating it. This behavior has only gotten worse over time. And that is only if she eats at all. And when we were feeding her table scraps, she would act like she was scared to death of it before tentatively taking a bite. Weirdo.
She doesn’t act sick otherwise, except for night before last, she had the runs. Last night she wouldn’t eat her dinner, so her stomach growled all night, and two separate times one of us had to haul her down to the dog park. When I took her, around 3:30am, she only peed a couple of times. I heard some coyotes off in the distance, so I wondered if that was what got her up. Idk, but she still wouldn’t eat, so another bowl of food was wasted. She also has not eaten her breakfast today. Ugh. The difference between her and Brandy’s situation is that she is not shaking, in pain or distress, or panting and looking disoriented like Brandy did when we finally took her to the vet.
There is nothing interesting for them to see or really do here at this location. Not many dogs are around either, compared to Picacho. Could that be it, or maybe she is acting out because we’ve stopped giving them food from the table in an effort to keep them well. Brandy has been confirmed by lab tests to have too much fat in her blood, so we are giving her only her dog food and dog treats.
We don’t want to run to the vet with Whiskey since she doesn’t act sick, because it’s very expensive for one thing. But my goodness, we are almost walking zombies at this point! It’s also no fun for me to try to get comfortable and sleep after using my CBD to then have to come out of the fog, get up, get dressed, and walk a dog to the dog park in the cold, in the middle of the night. Dave is grouchy, no wonder, probably because he has also lost a lot of sleep, but he is the type that gets mad when he sees those he loves hurting and he can’t fix it. I think the dogs can sense this, but I can’t convince him to take anything to relax. And he more than dotes on these girls, they are like grand babies to him. I think he’s also ready to throw in the towel. But I wouldn’t want to find out what he would do if we lost either one of these girls. Say a prayer that things go back to normal soon!
This sad and confusing post was brought to you today by Linda G Hill for SoCS.
No, the earth is not slanted, just my view after snapping this pic as I tooled down the highway on a grocery run going nearly 75mph. Am I going to hear about it from somebody? You can count on it!
I know it was dangerous, but sometimes you just gotta get the shot, am I right?! Not the first time I’ve gotten a cool shot driving down the road, and honestly, it probably isn’t the last. I guess I’m kind of a daredevil photographer 😛
I was suddenly overcome with a feeling that if I didn’t get the shot, I might lose my chance, and that picture I took the other day just didn’t give justice to how green the desert floor is becoming after the recent rains. Another time the same feeling came over me when I shot the statue of Sam Houston in a selfie as I was going down the freeway on my way to meet up with friends and go on a cruise. That was an epic shot.
Once upon a time, I decided to tackle three writing prompts today-Bloganuary and the JusJoJan/SoCS prompts for today.
What is your preferred mode of travel?
I thought about this for about ten minutes before coming up with driving as my answer. Why?
Sure, flying is fast and convenient, but all this rules and regulations make my teeth itch. Bus rides have way too many stops along the way, it feels like one is never going to get there. Trains might be cool, but with everything zipping by so fast, what do you really see?
For that reason, I say driving is the best mode of travel for me. I want to see the landscape change, and be able to stop if there’s something interesting to see. And, now that my wheels are also my house and all my belongings, I don’t have to pack a suitcase every time I want to move locations. Oh! I can move locations!
That is just what we will be doing come the 23rd of this month. We will travel to Wellton, Arizona, near Yuma, to stay in an RV Golf Resort for a month. It’s called El Rancho Mirage and we visited the site yesterday on our way back from San Diego. Dave will be able to golf and the sites themselves seem a bit more private. We did not go in the gates, so I didn’t see the entire resort, but they have everything this one does and more as far as amenities. It will be a nice change of pace and scenery, which is what it’s all about when you live the RV Life.
After a month there, we will come back to Picacho -unless we like it better in Yuma- then go home to Ft Worth for a month or so before heading south to the Texas coast somewhere. It will be awesome to see my brother and the kids and catch up. Plus we have doctor appointments to take care of and probably other business to attend to by then.
So yes, driving is the best way to truly see and experience getting from one place to another and so far, we are enjoying the adventure!
Right out of the box I need to say that referring to yesterday’s post, things can change and sometimes they do, resulting in good times all around!
I’m going to leave you to ponder that while I address Linda G Hill’s SoCS prompt for today: Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “out of the box.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think “out of the box.” Enjoy!
We still give Amazon a lot of business, so we are always getting something out of the box -or bag as it were. Just today I received the tension bars I ordered to keep everything in the refrigerator from sliding out during travel. The door latches, of course, but with heavier items like a bottle of wine, I don’t trust it to stay shut. I am not going to take the risk. Of course, we can also use them on the cabinets to keep glasses from tumbling out. I’m probably going to do a bit of reorganization before the next trip to western Arizona.
We had to go into the sad little town of Eloy today to get some hardware to finish our repair under the sink, which Dave will do tomorrow. I feel so bad for that town because it is very old and run-down. I think it would take a billionaire to revive it, and it doesn’t look like the inhabitants care much at all. I guess the main sources of income are the truck stops and a truss factory. But, it’s a close spot for us to run and get fill-in groceries, hardware, or dollar store items, which saves us time and money so we don’t have to go all the way to Tucson or Casa Grande. Right out of the box I’d say the IGA in Eloy is about 1/8th the size of a Walmart Super center, but it will do in a pinch.
Otherwise, the news is just a lazy Saturday catching up on reading and writing, looking up things we need or want to know about on the internet, and later hopefully, another round of Acey Duecy. When we miss a game night like last night, we can always play that together. Also, neighbor Darcy finished adding a few rows to Whiskey’s sweater he made her, and now they both have colorful crocheted sweaters for the cool evenings around here!