Think she already has the restraining order. He hasn't shown up for a couple of years now, so we're hoping he's gone!
Oh! I thought this was ongoing.
Think she already has the restraining order. He hasn't shown up for a couple of years now, so we're hoping he's gone!
Venting! Venting!
I turn the computer on and where the heck is my home page? Comcast has turned everything upside down. All I wanted was to get into my email. No matter what I did, all I got was Comcast trying to sell me all of their services and products. It took me 30 minutes and two phone calls to Customer Service to get where I wanted to go. And then they had the nerve to ask me if I like the new Comcast? I held my tongue. Now I am afraid to shut my computer off. Because I have no idea how I got here. Son #1 is going to have to come and refigure my computer for me.
Now for yesterday. I was sitting on the edge of my bed. Puppy dog had that sorrowful look on his face. I patted the edge of my bed and he jumped up right next to me. The edge of the bed was tilted downward and he started to slide off. He tried to grab my arm and his claws did a number on my arm. Due to old age, I have thin skin. He took a couple of layers off. I thought the bleeding would never stop. He knew I was furious with him. He went into hiding where I couldn't see him. Once I calmed down I realized it was as much as my fault as his. He jumped up right to where I had patted. So I called to him. He came out of hiding real slow. So I patted the bed away from me where it was more stable for him to jump on. Sure enough, that is where is jumped up. He found his way over to me, put his little head on my lap and looked up at me with those sorrowful black button eyes of his. How could I resist. All is well again in doggydom.
Addie,
You need to make him some stairs!
+1! Seriously. My little beagle loves hers. I built a set from a kit from Drs. Smith and Foster catalog. Some Walgreens stores carry an inexpensive set, and I think you can get them from the pet stores.
I have a small stool that he uses. But it is down at the other end of my bed. This accident was completely my own fault. He can jump up on the bed without any problem, but I pointed to where I wanted him to jump up. And he obeyed me.
But my arm is one mess. I put some Bacitracin on it. When I went to change the dressing this morning, it was still leaking. But it is now scabbing over. Because I am on two blood thinners, I get those black and blue marks you see on a lot of elderly. He broke two of them with his claws. They are filled with blood and are on top of little capillaries that are weak. Hence a lot of bleeding.
These black and blue marks are really hideous. In the summer I have to keep them covered when I go outside. The heat of direct sun will cause them to get to the boiling point and very painful. And I LOVE the sun. Whenever one gets accidently broken, there is a lot of bleeding as the blood vessel underneath is still open and seeping blood to the surface. Nothing can be done as I need those blood thinners.
Aw what a nuisance with the black and blue marks. Sorry to hear about the scratches. I hope they heal up quickly. (((hugs))) Glad to read that all is well between you and doggie again.
I joke with my friends that when we were young, the sheets had blood stains on the lower half of the sheet. Now it is on pillow cases and the upper half of the sheet. I'm not THAT old, 57, but my skin is getting so thin and eczema, bloody noses, and even scratching the odd itch can lead to bleeding. And yes, my doggie.
Funniest was that I meet friends for drinks every Friday. I looked down and a scratch that puppy made on my wrist broke open and started bleeding copiously. I dabbed at it and couldn't get it to stop. I asked favorite bartender for a salt shaker. Dabbed the scratch with spit, then salted it, then dabbed some more. Stopped immediately. My friends (and said bartender) just looked at me. "How did you know to do that?" You know, I really don't remember where or why I learned to stop bleeding that way.
Funniest was that I meet friends for drinks every Friday. I looked down and a scratch that puppy made on my wrist broke open and started bleeding copiously. I dabbed at it and couldn't get it to stop. I asked favorite bartender for a salt shaker. Dabbed the scratch with spit, then salted it, then dabbed some more. Stopped immediately. My friends (and said bartender) just looked at me. "How did you know to do that?" You know, I really don't remember where or why I learned to stop bleeding that way.