So tonight it's a story about one of my other kids Mac. That's him. When he's being good.. ... So I got home tonight with the expectation that I was going to let everyone out for a quick whizz and head off to a ROFF meeting. ROFF is rescue our furry friends. Since the GSR-SP is far from me, I've decided to try to work locally as well. I had been a member of the board of another charitable organization. I had a falling out with a friend who helped direct the board, though she wasn't a member. After planning several events for the organization, she said some pretty uncalled for things about my willingness to put enough time into the position of president of the board.. Well, you know what, there are other organizations that would be happy to have another volunteer. So anyway, with some time on my hands ( Really?) I decided to see what I could do for the local rescue as well. So anyway, tonight was a meeting for a cash night they are going to have in two weeks. And when I opened the door to the kitchen... I saw that the paint was peeling off the walls. Ok maybe it wasn't that bad. Not this time... i've come home and seriously considered just lighting a fire -- knowing that the stench from the fumes would cause the house to explode.... and that might not be a bad thing...
So I spent two and 1/2 hours scrubbing the hardwood floors to get the diarrhea up.... He managed to barf in every room, thankfully he did miss the bedroom. So at least it won't be too bad to sleep in there tonight... i probably won't need a gas mask.. I am just too tired to shampoo the entire house tonight... I'm working on getting up the carpet... one room at a time though.. there is only one of me! so I think that will be the weekend project -- after I finish getting my taxes together... I have got to get those done or Uncle Sam is going to hunt me down.
While I was changing the water in the bucket I looked out the window and saw crap just shooting out of mac... Poor guy. I really hope this is just because I gave him a bone from the local butcher on Sunday and it was just too much fat for him... Occasionally if I mess with his food... Purina One all the way... he get these attacks... sometimes they last for weeks... he has to go on a chicken and rice diet and take medicine. Do you have any idea how much chicken and rice you have to boil to feed 3 dogs? ( now 4?) Alot! You know you can't give just one dog chicken and not everyone. Lord I'd never hear the end of that. They already plot against me during the day so I don't want to take any chances..... Well fingers crossed this is just an aberration and not a full blown attack. I still have to do laundry tonight, or it's naked to work tomorrow and I think they frown on that... plus it's just not quite warm enough to do that...
