Adventures in Bartlett

How did I manage to go a month without posting? Yikes.

Woody stayed with Andy and Michele while we were in Mexico. He had some mixed results. He did fairly well -- he LOVED Michele. The kids were too much for him. Mitch and Luke are a little crazy -- they're boys -- and Woody just isn't used to all the noise or action (lots of dancing and jumping). He barked at them a couple of times and snapped at Luke. I feel terrible about the snapping. Michele assured me it wasn't bad and he made no contact with Luke -- just a warning to stay away. She said he waa welcome back.

Since he's been home all he has done is sleep. He was exhausted.

Hilary is going to watch Woody while I have surgery. He has offered to stay at our place -- I think we might take him up on it.

I'm just glad we're all home.

In the morning...

February Blues

Now that January is almost over -- was it the longest January on record or what? Felt like it had 6 weeks in it instead of the standard four. February is upon us and I'm full of nerves -- for both me and Woody. I'm nervous about Woody staying with Andy and Michele for 6 days. Poor Woody. Poor Andy and Michele. He's low key but he's a handful. And he pees. In the house. Not much but enough to make him an unwelcome house guest. Well, he does here about 1x per month. He never has at my mom and dad's house but at Cory and Lou's? Well, that's another story. I'm worried he'll get sick when we're gone. What if his stomach stuff kicks up while we're away? He's been off his medication for a month now and he seems fine. I just worry. And we'll miss him. And he'll miss us. Then there's Maxie...poor Maxie. His thyroid will be a hot mess when we come back if people can't give him his medication. And he'll be really lonely. He hasn't been left alone for this period of time ever -- Kafka was always with him before. He's going to be so sad.

See where I'm going with this? I am going to feel so guilty.

Then it's time for my surgery. They'll both have to be taken care of, again. Then I'll come home and I'll smell different, won't be able to walk and will be in so much pain. And Woody will get underfoot. And I'm afraid I'm going to fall. This is the stuff that keeps me up at night and up early in the morning. If I fall during the first 4-5 weeks and land on my foot -- my foot is toast. That makes me sick to my stomach every time I think about it. It's going to be hard on all of us. I just hope we all survive the next few months. It's going to be a long haul.

Chewie

Okay, I don't normally put other dogs on my blog but this little guy, from the Daily Puppy, is just too cute not to post. His name is Chewbacca and he's a poodle mix. What a face!

It's a BEAGLE!

Woody's DNA test came back -- he's all Beagle! He's a level 1 Beagle -- whatever that means.

Cuddle Pup

I had the worst night's sleep last night but the most comforting sleep this morning. I woke up at 3:00 am. First of all I was in a panic that I was late for work but then, when I realized it was Sunday morning, I started to notice my foot hurt -- a lot. Then I started to worry about my foot. I see Dr. Pacaccio tomorrow but I'm afraid he's going to tell me it's getting worse and I can't wait until Feb. 24th, which means no trip to Mexico for us. So I'm in the middle of my panic, shopping for Donna's baby shower gift and Woody comes over to me on the sofa. I lift him up, put him beside me and we went back to sleep until 9:00 am. He is such a cuddle pup. I can pick him up, curl him up in my arms and he just stays right there with me -- like he knows I need comforting. I love that about him. Andrew woke up and was going to take him out but he saw us and didn't dare disturb us -- smart move!

Little Pink Blanket