I have to leave the house just before 7am, bleurgh. My mom & I are catching the 9am ferry to the mainland - I have an appointment with my orthopedic surgeon who will poke, prod & x-ray me and let me know when I can start walking again (or at least start physio... walking may take some practice, lol).
After that, we're going to go kill some time at Ikea - we don't have one on the island, so we're making the most of it. As you may know, I volunteer for an animal rescue, and someone in Vancouver wants to adopt one of our kittens; since I had to be in Van anyway, I offered to do the home inspection (which is part of our adoption process).
Once the home inspection is all done, we're driving 45 minutes to another town to pick up our little wee puppy!!! I'm super duper excited to finally meet him. I've had him "reserved" for about a month*, and I'm just way too excited to hold him in my arms. Heckler and I bought him a new bed, a harness, a flexi leash, some toys and, of course, some puppeh food on the weekend. He is 4 months old now and pretty much house trained, so I didn't think I'd need training pads for him (but I guess we'll see
)We should arrive to pick up the pup around 4:30-5pm, which means that we'll miss the 5 o'clock boat and there isn't another one until seven o'clock.. geez. That'll mean we'll get to the island around 8:30pm and home at... gosh, ten. Hopefully I'll get to see Heckler for a few minutes tomorrow...
* a note on the puppy
I'd like to tackle these:
If you'd like something, maybe we can chat 
A girlfriend loaned me a big box o' entertainment for while I was laid up after my surgery - in said box was the first season of True Blood. I hadn't ever seen it before, and really only knew it was about vampires... and I'm not really into vampires so much. But, being bored as all heck, I decided to give it a go.
I devoured the entire first season within two or three days. I had to download the other three seasons. A few days later I finished the series. Heckler is a fan of the show as well, and for Christmas he got me 8 of the Sookie Stackhouse novels... I finished them all within two weeks.
I have actually have a reoccurring dream that I am working at Merlotte's... and I'm almost always late for my shift.
I don't know what to do with myself now
I'd like to start a new series of books, but I'm feeling a little meh about the books in my collection. The same girlfriend who loaned me True Blood is sending over the Game of Thrones novels next month, but until then... I dunno... I'm considering re-reading the Sookie books. Questions: Do you like True Blood? If so, who are your favourite characters?
What books would you recommend for me to read next?
Really? Almost three weeks? Crazy! I am still sat up in the bedroom on the top floor of the house. I have a nice big tv and a bathroom I can get in and out of.
My staples came out a week ago, and that was kind of a yucky ordeal (no pics, don't worry)
I haven't left the house (or this floor) since I went to that appointment. Just sitting here, bored as anything. I am still taking pretty heavy drugs for the pain, so my attention span is super short. I haven't finished my Christmas cards, nor have I done any cross stitch or crafting. I just don't have the oomph to stick with it. I haven't even read much, which is pretty surprising for me.
I'm paler than Heckler for the first time. I'm starting to look like a recluse, I think. The curtains are open in my room right now, but there is no sun on me.
I feel like I'm talking about my recovery too much (and I find it slow and boring, so I can't imagine what you must think of it ). Lemme tell you about something more interesting:
Buster:
A friend of Pagz was planning to move somewhere for approximately a year, and then possibly to the States and needed someone to look after her dog. Originally, she wanted someone to take him for just that year, but then she realized that it wouldn't be fair to give him to someone for that long and then take him back. Since I looooooooooooooooooooooooooooove pugs, Pagz suggested that we get in touch to talk about me taking Buster. We had him for a whole week as a trial run, and then for another weekend a little later in November while his "mom" was doing something for charity. This isn't an ideal time for me to have a new dog - I just had major major surgery, plus I have my two rejected foster kittens still. I talked it over with Heckler though and we decided to give it a go.
(taken pre-surgery)
Buster is currently curled up on a pillow on my lap, snoring away. He's super sweet and I love him to bits. The only thing I really worry about is the chance that his "mom" *might* come asking for him back in a year. I don't know that I'd be able to part with him. She said that it would "most likely" be permanent, but for now she doesn't know. It's kind of scary, but I'm hoping she sees how happy he is with us (and the kids, and the other dogs) and decides to let him stay.
