Wiped out Wednesday

Hi guys..well what a month it has been..we have been running a revolving door to the vets with Dinnermintz,Pickles,Marbles,Forrest and then Doc..
To say between this and yard work and Christmas preparation I am tired is an understatement.
Hubby has at the same time been working ridiculous hours some days 21 hours and travelling interstate to the point that neither of us remember where he is at times…sheesh. I think he is in Sydney…I think..

We are having the family up a week before Christmas and so if you think you are behind…then it’s ok..i am even more behind hahaha 🙂

The weather has been odd, we had some really stinky hot days then back to the heater..now it is warming up again and quite humid at night..great when you have internal combustion giving you trouble at the best of times.
The garden needs a pruning again as things have grown like mad, my tomatoes are coming along really well and once we can fence the whole part off from the pups the other beds will be planted out with Zucchinis (I love the flowers stuffed) ,cantaloupe, capsicums,chillies,peas,lettuce,corn,pumpkin,squash,spaghetti squash and a heap of other goodies…my greatest joy is to get my hands in the soil.

My camera decided to have a little hissy fit the other night…and I have to get it to the camera shop to be looked at..it seems ok but there is clearly something up with it..since it is my lifeline to sanity I was a tad unimpressed to say the least..i almost went into a panic mode..
But I had words with it and took it out and managed to calm my farm with some shots outside..nature..i thank you ..you always remind me my problems are smaller than they really seem..
Have a great day everyone..i need sleep…flying solo with 4 cats and 2 dogs and 3 sheep and 11 acres of scrub is weighing heavily on my mojo:)

A backyard visitor..a new species too number 51!

A Cockatoo having a cheeky drink from the sheeps water

At a good 9 foot tall now I was so excited to see a pink Hollyhock make an appearance

Mum..bub and a peaceful moment

What a lovely way to calm myself

Oops..i was spotted

A side order of Ribs….Marbles vet visit

Ok I am an idiot..Marbles was taken to the vet this morning…we arrived after some changing of times as the Weekend vet Dr Nadia Wong was called to a Pony with colic..then our appointment was changed back as sadly the poor pony had died before the vet could make it…
I was waiting with Marbles who never even sang the song of her people once..not once and was happy to watch Wonkin the surgery kitty strut his stuff.
Another doggy with a sore paw..and then my heart broke..a family carrying their poor pup out in a blanket..he had gone to the rainbow bridge.of course I start snivelling and gave a look of ‘I understand’ to the poor pups owner as she stood there in tears with her doggy..the vet counsellor came up to me and said hello to Marbles..i told her I was teary for the poor doggies owners.she said how sad it was and that the vets tried everything but he needed to come in earlier..his owners just didn’t realise that..
So the vet calls us in…within in two seconds she smiled and said..
“It’s her rib you can feel! she has the same here on her chest have a feel..i can see why you thought what you did as the other rib is not as pronounced”
So a check of her weight revealed that she has lost 100grams since her last yearly check up which is good as she is a little…well… hubby calls her an Armadillo!
Marbles had her yearly and boarding vacc’s done so that is over and she has more meds for her arthritis which she showed the vet she was in pain with..
So I am relieved and I had felt a little like an Idiot..however I will remember the sadness of the people who today lost their doggy when an earlier visit may have saved it’s life..perhaps being hypervigilant is good..
So the next visit for my darling old girl will be in a few months for a dental visit…a clean and good look..her teeth are not as the vet said in a state that means she is in pain but they will need to be done sooner rather than later..next pet to visit the vets will be Pickles..then Dinnermintz then Forrest then Cleo..unless something unforseen happens to change the order!
It was lovely that we needed a new Booklet for her paperwork as we had a full one..this of course says to me that we have had our darling for 13 years..of vaccinations and check ups..and that is a great thing..
So I thank you all for your POTP your concern and your love for our girl..and when I have cooked dinner and fed all the animals I will personally reply to your lovely comments..

So anyone for an order of ribs??

BASHFUL’S FIRST DAY DOWN UNDER!

Well..after a good sleep and a fair amount of snoring….yes..snoring…  I heard faint rumblings and went to check on our house guest…..no sign of the little guy…all I could think of was ..great he has travelled over 9 thousand miles and still he wants to keep on rolling!

No ..he hadn’t gone far..just into my Castlemaine Rock…. a unique rock candy made locally for ever….so after a few chats about the dangers of addiction and tooth decay ..we eased into the cold wintry day..think Bashful thought we would be in shorts and t-shirts..poor guy…rug up little dude coldest Spring in 40 years..

After awhile I noticed Bashful was still a bit snuffly…now I know Bacon had told me he had the sniffles but I was concerned..he also seemed a little wonky eyed! hmmmm..ok ..so action plan..

I rang Vet’s all Natural… I spoke to Amy our vet nurse (who also is the proud owner of her own Forrest, a bulldog!) and explained my concerns and what I had noticed.

Amy swung into action and an appointment was made for 11.am with our vet ….Dr Rayya!

Yep…most of you know of her from her bloggie and Facebook…well she is our Vet! cool hey….

Anyhow..off we went..Bashful getting more wonky eyed by the minute…I really was worried.

We arrived and Dr Rayya lead us straight in…and she was thorough….are his Vacc’s in order,what has he eaten,what ports did he stop at…after many questions Dr Rayya began her exam…

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CONCLUSION..BASHFUL HAS MILD SNIFFS PROBABLY FROM TRAVELLING IN PLANES…NO NEED TO WORRY ..AND….WELL IT SEEMS HIS WONKY EYES WERE DUE TO THE LIFT FROM THE AIRPORT BY MISS ROO..HE IS NOT DESIGNED FOR POUCH TRAVEL AND THE DIAGNOSIS…..

POUCH HEAD…CAUSES EYES TO GO WONKY …A FIRM ‘OUCH’ BANDAGE FOR A DAY AND THE LITTLE GUY WILL BE A.OKAY

SO THAT WAS DAY ONE..BASHFUL HAS HAD A MIXED GRILL FOR TEA A BIT OF TV A SNUGGLE AND IS PUSHING Z’S!

STAY TUNED FOLKS I AM SURE HE HAS LOT’S OF THINGS TO SHARE WITH YOU!

******WELCOME TO TODAYS CREATURE FEATURE******

Hi i’m Doc

Hi everyone i am Doc.

A little bit about me

I was born on 17th October 2002

My grandma (fozziemum) bought me for my dad and she has since dognapped me and held me captive!

You see when dad left home mum said it would be unfair to take me away from Forrest and plus dad has to work and so grandma (who is lazy) said he can stay with me because i am always there.

I am a foxterrier x mini fox terrier…grandma says i am a foxual terrier (i think she means cos i am cute or she is one sick unit! )

Grandma calls me foxual

I am a real active boy,and because of this i have had several accident *remembers and shudders*

The first one was my knee..you see i love to run like i am being chased by a dog catcher!

I had to have a knee reconstruction..it was not nice..the vet (at the bad place) told my grandma i had to be kept still for weeks…and then he laughed..grandma said it wasn’t funny how was she supposed to keep me quiet for such a long time,she said i wasn’t a Basset Hound..i dont know what she meant.

Grandma slept by the fire on the doggie beds with me all night *touches chest with paw* it was so nice to have her comfort me.

Soon i was back to my old fantastic/overactively annoying self.

Playing chase with my bro Forrest (we call him Fozzie) and the smelly fat/delicious sheeps

That’s Oscar the sheeps he is smelly/delicious !

Then much laters grandma thought i had a cancers …her and grandad had lost our friends Simba and Merlin ( those cats that make the chips in hot oil noises when we bother them) and were very upset.

Dr Findlay (at the bad place) said we need to operate…grandma was leaking from the eyes alllll morning..until the Dr rang and said it is okay it was a deeply imbeded grass seed..so deep for so long that it then blew up in my armpit!..

Ouchie!

Grandma stayed with me…

Mr bro Fozzie is always there for me ..even when i get scratched up by the rose bush…

Forrest tending my wounds/tasting me

We play together

My bro Fozz

I like to help around the place/intefere…when we moved we needed to fix stuff up..grandma loves cooking and she said the kitchen was hid-e -mouse…so i helped with ‘site management’ i did this by yelling at the peoples that were breaking grandmas kitchen..this made me tired!

I just got so tired i fell asleep on the job

I have to help with crumbs when grandma misses her mouth and her tongue can’t reach the floors

I am right here grandma so don’t worry if you get clumsy

I yell at grandad when he gets the noisy chasemonster out and so he thought i could indeed help…i didn’t like it so i quit!

Maybe i don’t want to help with the noisy chase monster

I don’t like baths…i don’t like smelling all pretty..grandma has to get in the bath with me in her shorts and t shirts because that’s the best way to humiliates me she says *grumbles and licks bum*

Please grandma …really

I would much rather get clean in the dirty smelly yabbie filled waterhole that grandma swear at ( she always calls it the dam! ) grandma keeps me and Fozzie on long leads because we don’t know how deep this dam thing is

This is a better smell than grandmas bath!

I can be naughty..like one time i got up high on the bench when no one was watching/caring and i found the left overs..grandma growled at me*frowns* but then she took my picture..because i am cute …

Helping with the dishes..really i am!

We celebrate my birthday with treats that i am not allowed all the time..because i got Pan-cre-at-eyetis once and was in hospital three days or 21 doggie sleeps..

Happy birfdays to me

And i love Santa..i know when he is coming i hear his hat and my grandma and grandad laugh cos i almost hyper-vent-imilations with excitement..i stare at Santa all season until Grandad suffocates him in a bag and puts him in the roof!

Where is Santa?

To finish i would like to say some more things.

1.I never had a flea ever..and when i scratch grandma says she will buy me some fleas for xmas so i have a real reason to scratch.

2.Anyone who comes here to my house is coming to kill grandma..i just know it

3.I have never been a dad because grandma made me get a newt-turning

4.I think all black cats smack..because they do cept Cleo who hasn’t done the frying chips in hot oil noise at me yet

5.My dad got married to my Aunty Sarah last year and now she is my stepmums

6.My grandma tells my dad not to ‘razz’ me up when he comes..cos i start to cough a bot and grandma says i will get grass lips (when i need to chew grass and then backwards eat)

Thanks everyone for reading my story/tail .

Tomorrow i have an idea who is next on creature feature so i wait for their SPOTLIGHT .

Have a great day

Doc

 

 

 

 

 

Oh dear Cleo

Well…trip to the vet this morning…Cleo last night appeared from her sleep on our bed ready for dinner…she bought her own pumpkin…her head…a quick after hours phone call to the vet and it was decided an antihistamine until this morning….she settled fine on our bed except for shaking her head all night…the bells…the bells…drove me nuts!! Oh and i think she knows i put her pic up..so better pop a nice one up..sorry Cleo 🙂