An update on pudge-dog

JessieDog gave us one hell of a scare over the weekend, when she started wetting on everything. Not only was she going prodigiously, but good lord, the smell. Of course I was thinking the worse — with her lymphoma progressing much more rapidly than we’d like, I assumed organ failure of some sort.

We took her into the vet this evening, and our wonderful vet said that no, we’re probably not there yet… for now we’re all assuming it’s the world’s stinkiest bladder infection. She got an injection of antibiotics, and she’s on some really strong stuff for the next ten days, and we’ll see where things go from there.

I’m torn between the desire for my dog to live forever, and the desire all of this to be over and my dog to stop feeling like crap — even though I know we wouldn’t be together anymore. But I’d really like a happy Jessie to be here for Christmas, and New Year’s, Martin Luther King Day…. 4th of July…. my 50th birthday…..

The world has moved on

When I was a kid, back in the early eighties, stickers were all the rage. We collected them and stuck them in our sticker books, which I suspect were just glorified photo albums, but the pages were specially treated so you could take the stickers back off without them ripping. (If your folks wouldn’t or couldn’t buy you a sticker book you usually did end up with a photo album, and trading stickers was a lot harder then.)

I just got my NaNoWriMo stickers (which are ultra-cool), so I thought I’d go buy a sticker book like I had as a kid. (Obviously all my stickers were round-filed years ago. Shame, too, because by now my smurf stickers might’ve been worth something.) But all the sticker books on Amazon come with stickers – and they’re all branded. Getting stickers with your sticker book is cool, but having a sticker book that’s branded to Disney or some other cartoon isn’t as cool – everybody’s going to think those are the only stickers that you’ve got. How lame.

I guess the time has passed for sticker books.

I’m tempted to look for a photo album, but I’m afraid if I did I’d find out that they come pre-filled with photos too.

Websnark: A moment of history, a remembrance of heroism

Websnark: A moment of history, a remembrance of heroism

I’d never heard this story — for that matter, didn’t know there’d been an explosion in Halifax to begin with. Somehow everything involving World War I was skipped in almost every history class I ever had with the exception of International History in college, and, well, Canada wasn’t considered international enough.