Happy 4th on July

We woke up this morning to dark gray skies and a pretty strong wind. Looked like winter, but it was hot and muggy outside. Inside, of course, it was a perfect 72 degrees. Everyone knows I need to be refrigerated. I nearly fainted yesterday at the car dealer's--no air conditioning and it was HOT.

Luckily, after picking up a few things at Henry's grocery store, we were home by noon. We let the horses out and let ourselves in for the rest of the day. It was our turn to make dinner. On Saturday we had broccoli omelets at Mom's; tonight Dennis cooked a lean meal of kale, asparagus and a smidgeon of ham. It was good. For dessert he made crepes with fruit and pretend ice cream inside. The crepes were from Ikea--they have the best food.

Mom went home around 7 pm and Dennis and I slugged on the sofa for a couple more hours. We have to put drops in 50-50's (the cat) eyes every day. She was on my lap and we decided it was a good time to do it. However, Dennis forgot she was a cat, not a dog, and he grabbed her making a growling noise as he did it. Of course, she grabbed on to me, getting my shirt with one claw and my finger with the other. Yowie! All of a sudden I had a hand full of  blood and a throbbing finger. Taking Plavex is a real pain. Every scratch ends up a bloodbath. I ran to the bathroom cupping my hand so it wouldn't look like there was a murder in the living room. What a mess.

The cat ran outside through the cat door and we didn't see her again until this morning. She got her drops this morning...I did it myself with no hysterics.

We have the day to ourselves, doing tasks we didn't do the rest of the weekend. I'm going to the glass shop, Dennis is outside fixing things. Tonight we are having burgers (meat for Dennis, turkey burgers for Mom & me). Dennis will barbeque and we'll probably eat outside if it cools down.

This is how we like to celebrate---low key.

Happy 4th to you however you do it!

Walking

 Mom is walking the mile trail with us again. We've walked for two days in a row and will walk again this morning. Good job, Mom!

Car Shopping

We are going car shopping this morning. Dennis's daughter needs a "new" car and we are going to look for one. Because we hate to car shop, we're going to breakfast to sweeten the pot.

Horseback Riding

This was the week for it...riding lesson on Wednesday, Trail Ride on Thursday, and a trail ride on Connie's Loop with Dennis on Saturday. Doc is pooped!

That Bird Ate My Fingers

Well, not really. But he tried to eat them and would have if he wasn't on the other side of the window. We were waiting for our lunch at the Fish Market at the Embarcadero when a very fat seagull strolled up in front of our window. I tapped the glass and he tried to peck me. Well, it killed some time before lunch.

Mom and Dennis.

Movie Tuesday

Finally, we went to the movies again. There has been nothing worth seeing for such a long time. Today we saw Super 8 and we all liked it. Not an Academy Award Winner, but entertaining and fun. Popcorn was good, too.

Spike

Last Friday, Spike, our 16-year-old Yorky, gave us a scare. At about 9 p.m., he had a seizure that seemed to go on for several minutes. Afterwards, he was disoriented, walking into corners and roaming around the house. He didn't seem to know where he was. He slowly came out of it after about an hour and eventually went to sleep on his bed in the living room. I, however, didn't sleep a wink all night. On Saturday I took him to the vet. They took an exray, but the only thing they could find was an enlarged liver (double the normal size).

I found out something interesting. They told me that seizures seem to happen at the same time of day...a day later or two or a year later. There's no way of knowing, but it will probably happen at the same time of day. Huh. Also, I was relieved to learn that there is no pain involved. It looked like Spike was in terrible pain, but they said no. It's neurological only--no physical pain.

As of today, Spike is acting like his normal self--eating or sleeping all day for the most part. He spends a lot of time in the closet.