Shit.
4 AM Saturday morning, I was awakened to a crash, which was my 13-1/2 yr.-old Australian Shepherd, Baker, having a massive stroke. Cried my eyes out until 8AM, had the girls say goodbye to him, and took him to have him put down -
then the vet says that he might recover in a week although he can't walk, shit, pee, or anything. I am trying to use a turkey baster (sp) to give him water - now, all he can do is roll in circles - so sad (I will put up a sweet tribute thread to him should he not make the week). Hopefully he makes it a bit longer, but he's winding down.
Our baby has been sick all week with fever and doesn't sleep for shit.
Trying to start a new business and am getting luke-warm help from two of the critical people that I need support from...
Wife gets mad at me this morning - completely flips out, reminding me of last winters travails.
We went on the river with her mom, dad, sister, two brother-in-laws, and 5 kids today (wakeboarding was solid = bright spot), then after dropping off most of the crew, I hit a sand bar at 40 mph and ripped the drive shaft completely out of the bottom of the boat, sheered off the rudder and practically sank. Fortunately some dude in a big cruiser saved my ass and towed me back to a marina right as the ship started to go under.
Digi camera ruined, and now my wife is questioning the safety of being a river rat...again, and is pissed, oh and she has a migraine and 102 fever.
I just stepped in dog shit trying to get my dog to go outside and pee.
Well, after a stressful, costly weekend, all I can say is that my girls rock and my 4-yr. old was an absolute angel today - she just makes everything else seem insignificant, which it is, if a bit frustrating. At least no one got hurt - hopefully baker's condition improves.
[end rant] thanks for listening, and for maybe caring. I just had to put this down somewhere regardless of what a gay, cry-baby I am... sorry.. Soon, we ski![]()
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