Thursday, September 26, 2019

Some days take more then One cup of coffee....

Busy busy mornin'.....hard to figure out how to start.....first, Roxy just had to run in an' wake mom up by jumpin'up on the side of the bed an' rakin' her arm tryin' to reach for her face. That woke her up alright....but it's mom's fault, she should really remember to keep all extremities under that blankie...or sleep on her other side. Anyway, she said it was hard to get mad at somethin' w/a big smile an' a tongue that was about 3 feet long tryin' to kiss her...not to mention the excited jumpin' up an down in her face.
Although, when she did get up...she really could do w/out the help tryin' to get dressed an' goin' to the potty. At least she didn't get tripped....but when she's got one leg in her pants an' Roxy's yankin' on the other, it's real concern when she's not fully awake.

Then she goes to the kitchen to make coffee....dad has the broken dishwasher pulled out...an' is in the middle of draggin' it outa' the house. Mom managed to pull off our Airedale Magnet as dad dragged it by her. He got it out to the driveway. Then came back inside an' began unwrappin' the new one that was delivered yesterday. "Ooops" he said...he forgot to keep the water hose from the old one....out he ran to the front, to witness someone loadin' that old one up in a truck an' speedin' off. It wasn't out there 2 minutes!

"Well, good news an' bad news", he said, "....can't install the dishwasher, 'cause I have to go to work....but you can still use the sink, an' we don't have to worry about havin' to wait 'till next Wednesday for trash pickup...".

Mom was ok w/that....the dishwasher's been broken for a couple of weeks, anyway. So, dad continued to unpack the new one....an' mom continued chasin' Roxy around the livin'room takin' lil' pieces of stryofoam outa' Roxy's mouth. This was a whole new level of fun for Roxy...playin' keep away around the coffee table w/mom.....mom not so much.

After about 3 times of this game, mom decided to take us (mostly Roxy) outside so dad could finish uninterrupted. Out we all went....mom moved a big empty pot out to rinse it an' let the sun dry it. She didn't get far....that pot got dropped like a hot tator! Then she was movin', slappin'...pullin' up her pj's to her underwear...then shakin' the legs out...tossin' her shoes.....it was a site! We were all watchin' 'cause this was a whole new level of early mornin' activity for mom....I, in particular, was concerned. Mom was concerned that she was gonna have to take her pants off before gettin' back to the house. That pot was sittin' on a huge fire ant colony, an' they had set up inside the pot, too. It was a sweet setup, too, as far as they were concerned...that's why they attacked mom w/a vengence when she moved 'em.
We followed mom back in the house. She got all the ants off her an' kept her clothes on...but she did get bit in various places.

Dad had moved the new dishwasher in the hole, so at least none of us (Roxy) could get to the electrical stuff. So, mom fixed us breakfast. Got it all laid out....dad gave Lexie her pills...mom was gettin' mine....an' she dropped my arthritis pill.....it bounced on the floor an' before mom could grab it.....Roxy did (boy can she catch)....an' swallowed it.

That called for a call to the vet........who said she wasn't worried about it...to just watch for vomitin'.....but about all it would do was to make Roxy "feel really good"......at that, mom rolled her eyes an' said, "great!"....in "that voice".



Mom gave us our breakfast, made herself a cup off coffee...looked at the clock, which said 9am.........mumbled somethin' about this day was gonna take more then one cup........

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