God? Can You Please Give Her A Sleeping Pill?

Or hit her over the head with a stick? Please?

[Editorial note: I mean hit ME over the head with a stick, not the dog. I reread this today and thought, Yow! that sounds sooooo wrong!]

Well Sadie is sorta better but not really, I can tell she's in pain. She sleeps more than the average dog but is sleeping more than Sadie-usual. It is probably the codeine but it still makes me worry.

The boys (being Buzzy and Nico) are aware something's different and Buzzy, used to being the Momma's Boy, is not taking well to the attention I'm giving Sadie. Out of necessity, yes, and out of fear.

Fear. Shit. I have been afraid since February 2007 when I learned she had liver problems. My dogs are my "children" - I opted for the furry type - and I'm sick as hell that I haven't been able to get someone to "fix" this problem.

I pray (yes, I pray) that it isn't cancer. The thought alone makes me want to vomit. Makes me want to crawl under the covers and never come out. But I have to. They depend upon me. I have to be strong.

I just wish I could take her problems on as my own. If my liver could fit into her tiny body, I'd give it to her. I'd give any of them my left foot to be healthy. Only a few more days until I get the biopsy. I tend to expect the worst, hope for the best, and shoot down the middle. Save a prayer for Sadie tonight, tomorrow, whenever you read this.

PSA: Please get pet health insurance. NOW. I wish I had done so. I still have one without pre-existing conditions, I'm going to get him on insurance before it's too late.

It's 1:47 And I Still Can't Sleep

I blame the Benadryl. It always makes me have insomnia. Well, more so than I normally do. Think I'm gonna go catch this week's episode of Medium on the DVR.

Until we meet again...snippets!

• For some reason, when I get pedis, the first toe to jump ship (aka, lose its polish) is the Navigator Toe. You know, the one next to the Big Toe, or Captain of the Toes. Yes, I think about these things quite a bit. Stop staring.
• I'm not afraid of the Big Bad Wolf. I'm afraid that the Big Bad Cat will get in my backyard again, and that Nico will have scratches on his face and paw similar to those received on Sunday afternoon.
• My mage is 67. Three levels to go, baby!
• I've had Lottery Fantasies several times in the past ten days. They are taking over my sex fantasies. In fact, my sex fantasies involve money, which is downright disturbing. Even more disturbing? It's WoW money. And I'm hooking to buy better gear. Guess it's time someone took a vacation???
• I can't stop looking at Sadie's incision.
• I have an unwritten agreement with my parents that, should I go into a coma, any weird facial hair will be removed regardless of my state of mind. I just couldn't stand it.
• I'm beginning to think it's time for a Freaky Friday and that Nico needs to go into the office for me for a few days so I can lie about on my chunky ass and sleep.
  
• Who else is counting the days until the SATC movie comes out?
• Why do they tie the little chickens' legs together when they rotisserie them? I always found that quite disturbing to cut apart.
• Even as geeky as I have become, I still can't get past the random Chuck Norris and Murloc jokes in Trade Chat. Who ARE these people??? And why have I decided to join them?
• Everyone wants to be remembered for some reason when they pass. Great mother, good provider, gave money to the homeless. I think I will be remembered for being a chicken.
• It's odd the things I think about when it's past midnight.
• Why are most soaps square? They end up round when you use them, or they at least have rounded edges. Why not go one step further and make them circular? It's their destination in life, and they are soaps for fuck's sake! Let's cut them some slack. I know they're already feeling pressure about not ending up a shower gel anyway.
• I need to get back to my trainer. My Food Baby has become a little too comfortable with his lot in life again.
• I have decided to bring back the Members' Only jackets. Email me if you wanna hop on board. I still have plenty left.
• These are the posts I often want to delete in the morning. Five bucks to the first person who comments, so I'll feel guilty and leave this shit up.