It ain't easy being Sammy

So my pobre perro has been suffering from some maladies as of late. Seeing as he's 10.5 years old and really had no health related problems until last summer I can't really complain. But man oh man does it suck to get old. First, puppy has been on a lovely cocktail of vitamins (for joints and shiny coats), thyroid meds, and arthritis medication. When he came back from the kennel for A and StayWash's wedding, puppy starting sneezing quite frequently. I thought perhaps my room had gotten a lil dusty. Until the day when he sneezed and blood came out. No good. Immediately make an appointment with his doc. Go in the next day where we encounter his old doctor that I chose to switch from. Good call on my part because something has clearly gone down between those two. I've never seen my big mean animal so apprehensive and scared with his ears down and in a crouched angry kitty position. So much so that old doc backed off real quick. Compare this reaction to new doc: Wagging tail and immediate approaching to be pat on the head. Anywho once again this doc drops the C-bomb, perhaps there is a cancer in his nose causing his nose to deteriorate. I disagree, but I don't have a DVM or MD after my name so we agree to test out some antibiotics to see if that cures up the issue. Naturally, Sammy requires the antibiotic that goes for about $2.20 a pill and because he's so large he needs 5 a day. Add it up. Toss in some additional pain killers to help him with his arthritis and you have 17 pills daily for our geriatric puppy. However, all seems to be healing so i guess it was worth it.

To add insult to injury, I took him on a car ride on sunday. Why? Because he was stalking me around the house for his weekend drive and my mom said to take him for a quick ride and then we'd hit the mall. We like to go before all those church goers get out of services, makes parking easy. Well, as i made a left turn, samson was standing and barking out of the passenger side window. Deadly combo. Yep, he fell and got wedged between the front and back seats. Neither bone, nor cheese, nor the belief that AWash (which did get him looking around excitedly) could motivate him to rise. My efforts to boost his bottom with my cold crutch were futile. Then DING DING DING, I am smacked with inspiration. Hand off the leash to my moms and go to our friendly next door neighbors who own a mini pinscher named Nico. I ask for a weird favor and then ask to borrow Nico for motivation. "might as well be useful to somebody" I am told. I get the littlest dog with the biggest complex in the world on a leash. i haven't even passed the fence when I can see my car moving back and forth as samson is trying to meet his enemy. He makes a valiant attempt but cannot get out the way we wanted. so i bring Nico around to the otherside at which point samson very eagerly escapes the confines of the car and in a great jump madly approaches Nico. Mission Accomplished!!!!

- Did my duty and voted on Tuesday...my guy won. I say "my guy" but once again it seems as though the election was choosing between the lesser of two evils. Kinda sad when you think about it, but then again I suppose its near impossible to agree with a candidate on every issue. Especially for someone like me who finds themselves leaning on the conservative edge when it comes to criminal justice related issues and liberal when it comes to everything else.

- I've got a beef with two corporations. One of them is screwing my parents out of a new dishwasher. They have a service plan that says after 4 visits POOF new machine. Well after the 7 visit in the last few months, they claim no no no, we want to try and replace all of the mechanisms inside first and if that doesn't work then you get a new machine. Seem more fiscally responsible on both ends if we just got a machine. The policy means we're not paying for these parts, but I can't imagine that essentially replacing all of the parts is more cost effective than just giving a new machine. Losers! Second beef? A certain wholesaler seems to be jerking me around. I had a choice between this wholesaler and Mt. Ida during the summer and chose Mt. Ida at the time. Given the choice again, I'd choose Mt. Ida over and over. Well this wholesaler had an opportunity on a temporary basis so I decided to give it a shot. Met with them on Monday and as today is Thursday I still have not heard from them. Seeing as the last time I interviewed I heard the same day I have an inkling that pay back might be the name of the game.

-just sent my resume and a reference within the company to this place in DC, so perhaps I'll have to consider moving once again.

-some more revelations from the wedding. It was brought to my attention that my eldest brother AWash believes that I need a man to "take care of me". The anonymous source said that at one point he was being considered as a suitable match for me but now that he is taken, my brother might be turning his sights on another friend. Very cute that he thinks I need to be taken care of, but a little sad that he doesn't think I'd be able to find someone suitable on my own. Though given my track record, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

-Working in the Development office at the Ida influenced my decision to donate to GW this year for the first time ever. What do i get? An extrememly non personal printed receipt for my records, not the slightly less inpersonal acknowledgement letter that the Mustangs send out. Stupid over priced hoity toity school.

-New favorite store opening: Petsmart (I'm sure this will wear off as Loew's and the new mall stores will be opening throughout the year). But where else can you get pet supplies, a kennel/daycare, full service grooming, and vet clinic in one place???? Totally Rad

-Ride Emmit Ride! I'm pumped that Emmit Smith made it to the finals! Who would've thunk that a running back would be more graceful than a wide receiver (love you Jerry Rice, but Emmit blows you away)