Sick as a dog
I suppose Nikki couldn't be anything other than sick as a dog, being solidly canine all her life, but I'm trying to come up with at least modestly interesting titles for these entries, so you'll have to bear with me in my creatively lame moments.
Not a lot of news one way or the other on Nikki. Most folks who might come to my door probably wouldn't even realize that she's sick, since she's walking around and even wagging her tail some. But I know her, and I know her body language, and I know she's not well yet. She doesn't have her energy, she's still not drinking (not a drop since yesterday morning, and then only a sip), and she's not eating much today, either. On top of that, she seems to be trembling a little bit more often than before.
I'm a worried owner. This is the first time that "one of mine" has been sick enough to bring in to a doctor, and it's stressful. All of the little quirks that a dog might do (coughing in a certain way, being a picky eater, etc.) become magnified, and it's easy to start wondering, "Is this a symptom of something, too? Does the doctor need to know about this?" =(
Anyhow, I probably won't be going to the football game tomorrow. Litchville's team is playing for the state championship. I know it's an important community event, and I'd really love to be there, but unless Nikki's eating and drinking again, I just don't feel like I can leave her alone all day like that. Hopefully my absence won't be a big deal to people, but it's definitely not a good thing for a new pastor to miss in a small town, that's for sure.
On the up side, Survivor Night at my house went well. I cooked, and it was probably just about the first time I've cooked a real meal for more than one guest. Dad sent me his tried and true meatloaf and scalloped potatoes recipes, along with his infamous Bavarian Chocolate Torte, which was a hit. The cooking went well (hard to mess up most of this stuff) and I've got plenty of leftovers. Due to the quantity, not the lack of quality! (Shame on you for thinking I had leftovers because no one ate! *LOL*)
I like entertaining. It gives me a good excuse to straighten a little around the house and to cook. I feel a little bit less like a bachelor and more like a gentleman when I have guests. =)
Time to blow out the candles, though, and hit the hay. Hopefully Nikki will be interested in a good, long drink tomorrow morning.
Not a lot of news one way or the other on Nikki. Most folks who might come to my door probably wouldn't even realize that she's sick, since she's walking around and even wagging her tail some. But I know her, and I know her body language, and I know she's not well yet. She doesn't have her energy, she's still not drinking (not a drop since yesterday morning, and then only a sip), and she's not eating much today, either. On top of that, she seems to be trembling a little bit more often than before.
I'm a worried owner. This is the first time that "one of mine" has been sick enough to bring in to a doctor, and it's stressful. All of the little quirks that a dog might do (coughing in a certain way, being a picky eater, etc.) become magnified, and it's easy to start wondering, "Is this a symptom of something, too? Does the doctor need to know about this?" =(
Anyhow, I probably won't be going to the football game tomorrow. Litchville's team is playing for the state championship. I know it's an important community event, and I'd really love to be there, but unless Nikki's eating and drinking again, I just don't feel like I can leave her alone all day like that. Hopefully my absence won't be a big deal to people, but it's definitely not a good thing for a new pastor to miss in a small town, that's for sure.
On the up side, Survivor Night at my house went well. I cooked, and it was probably just about the first time I've cooked a real meal for more than one guest. Dad sent me his tried and true meatloaf and scalloped potatoes recipes, along with his infamous Bavarian Chocolate Torte, which was a hit. The cooking went well (hard to mess up most of this stuff) and I've got plenty of leftovers. Due to the quantity, not the lack of quality! (Shame on you for thinking I had leftovers because no one ate! *LOL*)
I like entertaining. It gives me a good excuse to straighten a little around the house and to cook. I feel a little bit less like a bachelor and more like a gentleman when I have guests. =)
Time to blow out the candles, though, and hit the hay. Hopefully Nikki will be interested in a good, long drink tomorrow morning.
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