Well – almost. I can’t figure out how to fit the soft close hinges and the instructions are worse than useless. Just a couple of diagrams that make no sense. I’ll need to have another look tomorrow. Now all we need is the bookcases & new bedside cabinets (which will be delivered next week), plus new curtains, new lamps & new lampshade. Although I may not bother with the new lamps, even though the ones in there are really old. This is a bedroom that gets used once every few years!
Weatherwise it has been wet and miserable. I got out of walking the dogs yesterday as I had to take Jez for her physio in the morning, and by the time I’ve driven her there and back it takes the whole morning. Chris them took them out in the afternoon. I had a long discussion with Rachael, the physio, about Jez’s leg. We really can’t understand it. Rachael can’t find anything wrong with it, Jez races around on it, jumps up on her hind legs, sits straight (none of which she could do / would chose to do if it were hurting her), and yet she still holds it slightly off the ground when she stands and often sits with it stuck out & lifted slightly (a sign of a cruciate ligament problem). And her muscles have completely built back up now. So we don’t know what the problem is. Rachael is beginning to wonder whether it’s habit. So I’m going to try an experiment and put her back on her full dose of anti-inflammatories for 2-3 days and see if it makes any difference. If it does, then we know she is suffering some sort of pain. If not, well then it will look more as though it is habit.
The tumour on her side looks worse as well. It’s got bigger and she’s losing the hair off it. I don’t think it helps that Max is now aware of it and keeps trying to lick it. Apparently these things oose slightly (horrible thought I know), and it’s sweet, so dogs like it and tend to lick at it. It was why we had a problem with the one on Max’s foot last year – he just wouldn’t leave it alone and then it became ulcerated. We need to keep an eye open now and make sure he leaves her alone.
I’ve been to the optician today. He’s been checking my contact lenses. I started to try out new, progressive, monthly ones last September/October, but struggled to read with them. I was going back when I went down with a horrible cold that hung on for 6 weeks, and I’ve not got round to it since. This is the problem with contact lenses as you get older – trying to correct the near/far sight issue where your eyes do no adjust as well. I was wearing daily monovision, but they got to the stage where I couldn’t see very well either, so I was trying these new ones. Anyway, he’s altered the prescription so I’ll get a new pair to try in a few days.
I saw the headline in the local paper today is ‘Pet dog savaged to death’. Poor little thing was a Border Terrier that was attacked by 2 boxers about half a mile from here, which is worrying. I feel a bit guilty as I breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn’t a Staffy involved – they get so much bad publicity and didn’t need more. Better keep my eyes open for those boxers though – I don’t want them anywhere near my two. And before you ask, the police are looking for them & their owner, who apparently looked panicked and then walked off – what a cowardly shit he is.
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