On the Mend

He's home and he's ok. The x-rays don't show any signs of damage. Other than some discomfort he should be fine. Right now he is chilling in the living room, relaxing in style on his bed. The only clue to his ordeal is the green band around his stubby forearm from his IV.

This is one of those times when money just didn't matter. We hit up savings without thinking twice. Sure he drives me nuts sometimes but so do the children. I'm just relieved he's going to be fine. It hit me in the gut while I was waiting for Logan to arrive home on the bus. It would get pretty dang lonely waiting for that bus all alone each day.

Animal Cruelty = Art?

Guillermo Habacuc Vargas do you recognize that name?

This idiot paid two children for a dog which he placed into his art museum, tied to the wall, without food or water until the dog eventually died. Then he had the nerve to call it art.

But wait, it gets better. Someone from a different gallery has asked him to do another exhibit like the first with another dog and there is a petition online to stop it from occurring. You can find it HERE.

Doomed

First I stubbed my toe when I woke, then I spilled coke all over my keyboard and finally while pulling out of the driveway to go to the doctor I backed over the dog.

The toe is fine.

The keyboard still sticks.

The dog is at the pet hospital.

I'm not leaving the house again today. I can't risk it.

Waiting for the Bus

And he's here~!!

Arrrgh!

When Bunny died a few months ago, I was sad. He was a cute bunny and friendly. I like to think he had a decent life. He ate, lived and played well during his time on this earth. I was also partially relieved at his passing. I have enough going on right now and rabbit just added to it.

Then this last weekend my Mother in law took Arwen to buy another rabbit. She didn't ask for my OK beforehand but when she called to ask for the indoor rabbit cage I figured she'd just decided to buy the rabbit for Arwen to keep at her home, which was fine by me.

So Sunday she brings my daughter back, along with the rabbit cage and rabbit sitting inside. I didn't know what to say but I wasn't thrilled. I figured Jimbo must have given the clear for the pet and I'd talk to him about it later. Only when I talked to him, he didn't get asked about it either. Instead she decided on her own to purchase a critter that would live in our home until the spring arrives and rabbit can live safely in the weather outside...and until then I have another little mouth to feed, clean and care for.

It's rather frustrating for me. I already have enough going on without this added chore. It's not that I dislike animals but I'd like to make the decision to bring one into my home that I'm responsible for. I don't like having it thrust upon me. Today while cleaning the cage and changing the towel (to keep it from staining my carpet) I had to stifle some inner anger about it. I have two bathtubs to scrub and floors to vacuum but first I have to clean this stinky rabbits cage before my daughter's room smells like rabbit pee and poo.

Thanks Mom.