Nessas Place

Shall We Count The Ways?
We love that creepy little grin that Tyler gets you to do.
We love it when you chase off HUGE dogs that are 50 times your size because they dared to come near your kids.
We love how we can't leave anything sweet around because you will sneak it at the first opportunity.
We love how you stand and shiver staring at us in hopes we'll let you snuggle on the couch with us.
We love how you bite us for trying to give you a bath. It's annoying for sure but it's always been your way.
We love how we have to warn the Vet that he'll need to sedate and muzzle you to do almost anything and yet your part Pitt bull brother allows the vet to do anything he wants. Irony there.
We love you totally and completely for just being you.

Now why am I listing all these things? I'm calling it a forgiveness list. Minnie had her surgery yesterday. When she first came home she was still woozy and probably a little in shock so she was all for some snuggling and sleeping. Then at 4 this morning, she snapped out of it and let me tell you........she's pissed. I can't say I blame her really either. We know she hates to be messed with, especially by strangers.

Yesterday when we took her to the vet, we handed her over to a stranger. Strike 1
Strike 2 was when the strangers actually dared to try to take blood for a test and we didn't save her.
Strike 3 was when she woke up after the surgery and realized we weren't there.

At 4 this morning, I don't know what happened, but I was laying there sleeping and the next thing I know the little bundle on my bed came alive and she was standing there staring at me like "WTF have you done?" I tried to sweet talk her and get her to calm down but it took awhile. This morning she pretty much won't even look at me. Like I said, at this point I don't blame her.

She has staples from her hind legs to her front legs. She lost right at 3 pounds during the surgery. I was told yesterday that it was 2 but the vet tech called this morning to check on her and told me it was 3. Minnie is a chihuahua so she doesn't weight much to begin with. But all the weight we thought she had turned out to be the fact that her uterus was incredibly enlarged and then she had the tumors as well.


Sooooooo, not only did she have the tumors removed, she also had a complete hysterectomy as well. Now she feels like half the doggie she was before when we pick her up.....very carefully. Mostly we try to NOT pick her up unless she just really insists. She bites us every time no matter how careful we are so I feel like the more we can get her to stay on the ground in her bed with a blankie the better off she'll be and the faster she will heal.

On the upside, when she woke up again at 6 we got out of bed and she walked around for a few minutes. She kept staring at me like she wanted something, possibly to kill me. So I got her a bowl of food to see if maybe she was hungry. She ate a few good bites and drank some water. Then she started trying to lick the incisions so I realized she might need her pain meds. The easiest way to give them to her since it's a liquid is to hollow out part of a hot dog, squirt the meds inside and then she'll take it just fine. She also ate most of the rest of the hot dog as well. So she's doing pretty good i think. She's resting comfortably now in her blankie.

Keep saying prayers though please.......she has to keep the staples in for 2 weeks and we are waiting for the test results to tell us if the tumors were benign or not. We're desperately praying that they were just a product of the over enlarged uterus and high hormone levels, which is a very good possibility. She's heart worm negative and the x-rays did not show any spreading so we're hoping that's a good sign. She's 14, we know we won't have her forever, but we have always tried to make sure she's loved, protected, kept in good health and spoiled in a manner to which she's become accustomed. We wouldn't want it any other way.

Nessa

I woke up this morning with an attitude. I admit it. I can't say anyone in particular put me in this mood. In fact i think I went to bed with the attitude as well. No one really caused it. I think I'm just sick of the stupid crap that seems to plague my life. Normally, it just irritates me. Which causes me to be in a bad mood and irritate everyone else. So this morning, when I got up with the attitude and read some emails, I decided that I have 3 choices.

A. Get even more irritated and find a way to go through the computer to bitchslap stupid people. This would probably be the most satisfying approach. I won't lie..........I'd love it if I could figure out how to do it. The problem is, I'm no mathematical genius with the abilities to design a time machine or wormholes through space, etc. If those ever become available, people better watch out, but until then, I think another approach would be better.

B. Ignore them. Ummmmm, yeah, that might work for some people but not me. I'm entirely too bitchy and smart ass to allow true stupidity to pass without comment.

C. Laugh. Nothing makes stupid people madder than being laughed at and having their stupidity pointed out to themselves and others. No, it's not nice, but this debate isn't about how to handle the matter sensitively. It's about me finding the best way to deal with stupid people and ignorant situations in such a way that I don't stay mad all day and others aren't harmed.

So, armed with those choices, I chose the latter, more ME approach and have decided that from now on I will save all my "stupid moments" up and share them on Wednesdays. That way I can look forward to sharing them and maybe some of you can grab a few laughs as well.

So here it is for your reading pleasure. Stupid Moments Of The Week. First Edition:

#1. I listed a GE Mini Refrigerator yesterday for $40 as a Today ONLY special. At the end of the listing I specified I would NOT hold it for anyone. I got the following email, not once but twice from the same person. This is a copy and paste, not MY spelling.

"Hi can you hold the refigertator until Friday and deliver it? I can buy it from you for $35. Thank you." ( gee thanks!! You mean I can, hold it, take less for it AND deliver it??? Where do I sign up?"

then I got :

"If you are unable to sell this I would be happy to take it for free" ( I realize the economy is tight right now, but hello??? I'm pretty sure most people would love for me to give it away as well genius, but i'm glad you're willing to be so generous)

On put this on an auction site almost a week ago:

Very cute design for backpack, t-shirt or pretty much anything. iron on is great quality and good for one use. Includes instructions

I was asked this question:
"can it be used on skin and how long does it last" I answered about as politely as I could but the whole time I was thinking " i almost want to say yes, just to see if someone tries it". Aren't you glad I'm nice?

Last but not least, I listed the following on craigslist:

Non-running EZ-Go Golf cart (Yes this was the actual title)
I was asked by 4 different people "Does it run?" Because the question was just too stupid for words I sent them all the following picture in reply:



Nessa

I know i'm starting to get redundant. You don't have to tell me. We just had such an awesome day at the lake last weekend. The sky was beautiful, the water was nice, cool and not too many waves. There weren't a whole bunch of boats in the way to mess things up for us either. So we had loads of room to pull the tube and ride the jetski. Awesome, Awesome day!

On the downside we probably won't be able to do it again this weekend. Our little Minnie is going in for surgery on Thursday. I'm actually pretty angry about her needing to have this surgery at all. I had taken her in about 4 years ago and asked about her getting spayed. she was 10 at the time and the vet told me that there wasn't really a point in getting her spayed since she was always with us and due to her age. So I listened to him and left well enough alone.

Then about a year later I took her in because I noticed she had a knot on her stomach. The same vet said it was a Mammary knot and not to worry about it unless it started growing. It stayed the same for years and in the last 2 months started growing at an alarming rate. So we took her to a vet in our new area and now we are headed for surgery. She'll have the knots removed as well as be spayed to prevent any further issues.

To be honest, I'm conflicted about the whole thing. One one hand the knots have to be removed. On the other, she's 14 and I'm so afraid she won't survive the operation. The vet says they are going to do several tests before they do anything else and if it's not safe, they won't do the operation. if it comes to that the plan will be to make her as comfortable as possible. She's not in pain it seems, and anti-inflammatories keep the biggest knot from impeding her ability to jump on the couch , etc. She eats fine, she plays, she is her normal self so she is definitely not suffering. Hopefully, she will be okay and this will just be something that will piss her off a bit but keep her in our lives a bit longer. We'd be lost without her.

Sooooooo, please keep a prayer in your heart for her and "her kids", AKA, my kids lol. They need each other.

Nessa