So let's start off on a positive note. Nande is now 20 weeks old and weighs in at a hefty 42 pounds which is pretty good considering she got spayed last Tuesday, still has stitches in her stomach and was supposed to have a diminished appetite.
Um yeah, she's a puppy who will circle the kitchen floor five times a night just in case she missed a speck of food the last four times. Diminished appetite my eye. She wolfs her food down as quickly as ever, has even more energy than before and is basically bouncing off the walls. We've stopped the pain killing chews that they'd had her on and that seems to have slowed her down a bit. We're also cleaning her stitches twice a day with hydrogen peroxide which she doesn't like all that much but does like licking it off P's hands afterwards. The foaming action has gone from pretty intense to pretty low key so its working to clean out the wound some.
But I know the vet's office is still going to give us crap for not keeping her more confined and quiet. But hey, you try to keep a puppy quiet and mellow. It just isn't going to happen. And if the only ultimate end result of this is that she ends up with a funky scar instead of a pretty little thing then we're really not worried. My concern is only for her well being.
And now the neighbor 'noid fun.
Today is trash day, it also happens to be recycling day. We totally forgot about it until this morning when P was coming back from her morning walk with Nande down by the slough. So, as she's walking up the hill with each of the containers, Mr. Asshole is leaving for work and realizes that he forgot to put his cans out as well. He parked his truck (with a nice big juicy fresh gash along the passenger side) on the street and ran back down the driveway to get his cans. And because his eyes will burn right out of his head if he's caught actually looking at either of us, he had to run by P and Nande without looking at either of them.
This infantile moron went running by with his head crooked the opposite way! I wish I'd seen it and I wish he'd biffed out and eaten some concrete for his stupidity. But alas, no, he was able to complete his passive aggressive stupidity and get his trash to the street without making eye contact that would certainly kill him.
The depths of the childish behaviour from these people no longer irritates me. Now it makes me laugh. LOUD. I make sure that they know I'm laughing at them because I truly don't give the first damn about what they think or do anymore. Its obvious that they're socially retarded fools and we're really not missing out on anything by not having a relationship with them.
And I love the fact that they both have cars with damage on them and his is a work truck that isn't even his. All I can say is Ha. Ha. Ha.
Oh yes, Nande was barking at him the whole time too. Which is perfect. I want her to consider them strangers and to bark her damned head off at them. That way, if they ever come near my house or try to enter it for any reason, she'll treat them like the intruders they are.
And I'm getting a consultation with some security companies as well because there's no way I can trust them to watch over our house. Part of me thinks that Mr. Asshole was the one who tried to steal my license sticker off my truck. Boy I'd love to catch him messing around with any of our stuff.
On a side note, I'll be picking up the bamboo fencing in the next couple of days so that, soon, we'll have our privacy back on our deck and a little zen to boot!
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