1. Owl’s walking ability is increasing by leaps and bounds (or, more accurately, by thumps and wobbles) on a daily basis. From his first steps on Thanksgiving Sunday, he can now drunken-master stagger (giggling madly) across an entire room before falling onto his face or throwing himself into out waiting arms with the mad self-confidence of a crowd-surfer.
2. At daycare he learned where his nose was, and how to kick a ball. I feel like a useless mother. I’ve been trying to teach him where his nose is since HE WAS BORN. I think it’s a result of the model/rival technique used by Irene Pepperberg of Alex the Parrot, but that’s another post.
3. The Inexplicably Loved Cat knocked the Thanksgiving ham bone down to the Beloved Dog, who had a feast. He was peeing massive amounts the next day, which didn’t surprise us because PH did the same thing after eating that massively salty ham.
But a routine just-to-check test at work showed blood in Beloved Dog’s urine, and small amounts of bacteria. There were no crystals, though. I have no idea if these two things are related, but I put him on antibiotics just to be sure.
4. A Dachschund who has ALL the infection (read: multiple bulging, pus-filled abscesses that keep sprouting all over her face despite a bunch of dental extractions and a full course of antibiotics) bit me on the nail bed of my right thumb yesterday and it was surprisingly painful. I never realized how much I use my right thumb, despite being left handed. I now find it excrutiating to:
- Turn the ignition of my car
- Change gears
- Open the baby gate while holding Owl.
- Pick Owl up
- Turn the pages of my book
5. I haven’t had time to catch up on my blogging, or basically do anything other than eat and sleep and watch tv.
So. How’s YOUR week been?
Well, suddenly it seems better, as it has been wholly free of pus.
That’s a step in the right direction :-p
@grammargreek – ha ha ha!
You need to post a video of wobbly Owl. I love it when babies first learn to walk. We spent last weekend in Maryland with my BIL and SIL. My SIL has another niece who is 3 weeks older than my littlest one and has been walking since she was 10 months old. At 14 months, she is a pro whereas my girl has zero interest in mastering that skill. She does know where her nose is though (a new trick). That’s been the highlight of my week.
Sorry about your thumb. I hope it’s back to normal soon. And as for that dachschund, what a pitiful, disgusting sight that must be. I hope that pup is better soon too.
A video will probably appear some time this weekend 😀
Yay, ew, and ouch, in that order.
Hope your fumb is better soon. 😉
Thanks!
You started out on such a high note! Then, the dachshund. Poor thing. Hope your thumb heals quickly, and Beloved Dog is a-okay!
Yeah, I decided to start positive and then slowly bum you out :-p
Geez, and I was wondering why you hadn’t posted lately. :p
I miss having a standard shift. There is no such thing in a minivan and I’m half-afraid I wouldn’t know how to drive stick if confronted with one anymore.
My car is an automatic too, but the gear shift that goes from park to reverse to drive is in the same place as a standard gear box (unlike a van, where they weirdly tend to put it up with the signal lever and such), and requires you to press a button with your thumb before you can shift it it!
Next time you cook a ham with bone, add ginger ale to the bottom of the pot and cook it covered. It will remove the salt. Makes a ham so yummy you’d step over your own mother to get at it.
It’s okay, we loved the salty ham. That recipe sounds good though! I was going to make soup with that bone. Then my stupid dog went and gnawed it and now it has dog cooties.
No one died – that was good.
@Misty – gingerale ham sounds magical!
That’s true. On all counts.