Not too much happening around here. I had a virus, which I am pretty much over--only a bit of a hacking cough and a big cold sore indicate that all was not well last week. I am scheduled to work both days this weekend, so any sewing that happens this week is going to have to take place Thursday and Friday. Never fear, I plan to dedicate myself to the cause. I have at least six Jacobs Ladder blocks cut out and ready to stitch together.
The photo above is one I have been saving for one of those days when I have nothing else to share. Ozzie, the scavenger, got hold of a box of Eva's goldfish crackers, that she had carelessly left laying around. He stuck his muzzle into it, in order to lick up every powdery crumb, and what do you suppose? He couldn't get the thing off his face.
He wandered around, not particularly troubled with the fact that he had a box stuck on his face. After all, there were still a few crumbs in there to distract him. At some point however, he did tire of having this new appendage hanging off his nose and started to try to shake it off. I swear, I only left it on long enough to take a few photos, then rescued him.
That dog, I swear, it's always something.
When we were at Disneyland, we boarded him at our local veterinary hospital. We got a call on the last day of our trip, from a veterinarian, informing us that Ozzie had developed a cough. He sure did. He's been on antibiotics and anti inflamitory meds and still is hacking away. A $60 boarding bill turned into a $375 bill after medications and blood tests and x-rays. My theory is, he barked so much while he was in the kennel that he gave himself a major throat irritation. Our house sounds like an infirmary, between me and the dog. I am sure we will both get over it.