Great news people, Ben's hip was just dislocated pretty badly, but it's good he didn't need surgery. His leg will be taped up in a sling like apparatus that makes the healing go more smoothly. He is slowly but surely learning to get around on three legs.
Well I had hoped for inspiration for a new blog, but I got the kind I don't like.
Before I left work tonight Dad called to say they wouldn't be home when I got here since they were going to the vet because his dog Ben got hit by a pickup. I guess he ran in front of it going to my Grandma's and luckily he is a big dog so he got some cuts, and his hip is displaced or broken. If it's displaced then he can get taken care of no problem here, if it's broke he will have to go have surgery, but Dad reminded me what kind of pet owners we are when he affirmed that the cost is no matter.
Ben became part of the family New Year's Day 2005 and he's been a hoot ever since. He's a bird dog, but dad is okay with the possibility that he won't hunt again because, "he's my buddy". The last time I saw dad show some real emotion, of the sad nature anyways, was last fall when I had to put my dog down. Shady was here when I went away to college and I think that's when dad and her got really close. She got right back into my world whenever I came home and eventually moved home, so Ben is firmly dad's but we all love him.
So,if you would say a little prayer, send a good vibe, whatever you think appropriate for Ben's full and quick recovery, it will be much appreciated over here.
I know nothing about dealing with women, and so I frustrate myself over and over again. I hadn't texted Jo in a few days or tried to get a hold of her becaue by Gawd she can make an effort too you know. Then at a dead spot at work I caved in and texted her, but I was semi-cryptic just to see what reaction I would get. I said, "You're not a cat person are you?", may not seem like much, but I did want to know, and I figured if I was going to cave I might as well make it vague. She replied nope, and I said Good, just checking. I left it at that, usually I go on and expand on the topic, but for once I wanted to keep it really simpl while keeping the line of communication semi-current. I don't know what she thought, and since she is a woman I probably won't ever figure that out, and that' fine, just hope somthing comes from it.
I cave a lot if you were wondering, I firmly state something in my head and vow that I will stay firm, I won' bow to somethng, won't be the first to apologize, won't ask what's going on because they never ask me, I'll show them!! Then a few hours later I do that which I said I would not, simply because I am to damn curious to do otherwise.
Is that a character flaw? Is it being overly empathetic (sp.)? Or am I just living in my own head to much again?
Well I had hoped for inspiration for a new blog, but I got the kind I don't like.
Before I left work tonight Dad called to say they wouldn't be home when I got here since they were going to the vet because his dog Ben got hit by a pickup. I guess he ran in front of it going to my Grandma's and luckily he is a big dog so he got some cuts, and his hip is displaced or broken. If it's displaced then he can get taken care of no problem here, if it's broke he will have to go have surgery, but Dad reminded me what kind of pet owners we are when he affirmed that the cost is no matter.
Ben became part of the family New Year's Day 2005 and he's been a hoot ever since. He's a bird dog, but dad is okay with the possibility that he won't hunt again because, "he's my buddy". The last time I saw dad show some real emotion, of the sad nature anyways, was last fall when I had to put my dog down. Shady was here when I went away to college and I think that's when dad and her got really close. She got right back into my world whenever I came home and eventually moved home, so Ben is firmly dad's but we all love him.
So,if you would say a little prayer, send a good vibe, whatever you think appropriate for Ben's full and quick recovery, it will be much appreciated over here.
I know nothing about dealing with women, and so I frustrate myself over and over again. I hadn't texted Jo in a few days or tried to get a hold of her becaue by Gawd she can make an effort too you know. Then at a dead spot at work I caved in and texted her, but I was semi-cryptic just to see what reaction I would get. I said, "You're not a cat person are you?", may not seem like much, but I did want to know, and I figured if I was going to cave I might as well make it vague. She replied nope, and I said Good, just checking. I left it at that, usually I go on and expand on the topic, but for once I wanted to keep it really simpl while keeping the line of communication semi-current. I don't know what she thought, and since she is a woman I probably won't ever figure that out, and that' fine, just hope somthing comes from it.
I cave a lot if you were wondering, I firmly state something in my head and vow that I will stay firm, I won' bow to somethng, won't be the first to apologize, won't ask what's going on because they never ask me, I'll show them!! Then a few hours later I do that which I said I would not, simply because I am to damn curious to do otherwise.
Is that a character flaw? Is it being overly empathetic (sp.)? Or am I just living in my own head to much again?
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I'm sorry to hear about that other guy finding is girl with someone. I hope he is ok. That is just messed up. That is the second incidence of precisely that situation I've heard this week. Seriously - if you don't want to be with someone, then break up. If you want to be with someone else, then say so. Don't cheat. You NEVER have to cheat. Just don't do it. Yeesh. And seriously don't tell someone you want to see them more and then go ride someone else's Pony Express. All kindsa wrong.
Ok, I'm afraid to ask, but I must ... what is a moob?
I don't want to weed them out .. I want to show them they are hurting themselves, and make them stop. :/