Almost Back To Normal

The hounds look the way I have been feeling most of the time these past couple of weeks. My head has been feeling much better with each day passing. I would say I have been doing normal stuff around the house inside and outside. I drive without any problems. I have done some yard mowing and built a new small flowerbed on the side of the garage. I don't feel my head throbbing when I sit up or when I get up out of a chair. I have not tried riding the bike indoors yet to see what reaction I would have with a high pulse rate for an extended period of time. I have ridden the tan bike that came with my VW bug .1 of a mile to my friends house up the hill and around the corner. So things are good, I just wish I didn't feel so tired.

Henry's Neutered - Heated Argument At Vet

Henry was neutered yesterday morning and picking him up turned from the most bizarre vet experiences to a heated argument vet experience. I knew he would be normal when I picked him up after 3pm. As the vet or maybe a tech brought him out and was about to say don't let him jump on the couch or the bed, (he does neither) he was wagging his tail and jumping up on me letting me know he was happy I was back to get him. Walter and Watson were happy to see him.

Since they botched the laser process on Walter I decided this time I would save an extra $55 and have the normal neuter process. That would include stitches but they stitched up Walter last month when it was not suppose to be needed using the laser process. You will see from the photos from this afternoon, that he is recouping well and I have tried all day to keep him less active as per the vet's instructions.

Fall Leads To Concussion

This post will be fairly short but at least will explain where I have been. A week ago on Tuesday morning around 4:30am, half asleep, walking Watson to the yard so he could pee. He woke me up to go out. I did not know that he had tipped over the water bowl that sent water across the slick tile floor. I slipped and fell on the wet tile floor in the kitchen, hit the back of my head. Today is the first day I have made it through the day without taking medication or laying in bed or on a recliner.

The Heat & Humidity War

Henry was feeling pretty confident as the last bone of three was just to the left of him. You can barely see it between his front legs. The hounds and dog had spent most of the day (week) inside the air conditioned house because they are smart, unlike their AKC ratings. I am not complaining about the heat and humidity because I expected it if we moved. I thought about that before selling my house in Arizona. I also mowed the yard today in the middle of the day getting a good 50 minute workout. That AC felt great as I stepped into the house after trimming around the fence and driveway, then blowing the grass off the drive with a leaf blower. All is good in the hot and muggy "tropics" of Southern Indiana.

Henry Watson & The Bone

Activity levels have not changed since last posting. Daily routine in full force but every afternoon it's nice to finally get outside as the sun starts dropping behind the trees. Still humid by that time but nice. There were three bones in the yard Friday night and of course they wanted the same one. Walter monitored the situation a few times as things did get heated once or twice. Watson is now showing some offensive moves, howling and barking, so it's not all Henry's fault.

Baseball Ice Tea & Dog Bones

My period of non-motivation continues as the hounds and the dog and I float through each day drifting at sea. No plans and those that were are not started. I need food but don't want to shop for groceries and not sure I want to take the time to order online. So I guess I will live on ice tea, coffee, David's Pumpkin seeds and baseball. That is really too bad because we just had a week of great weather with high temps in the mid 80s and only sunny days. It is suppose to rain tonight and tomorrow so maybe I can get jump started on Tuesday.

What Is Blogable?

 

 

My absence has been due to blog rut, I think. It happens and has over the years since starting this blog in October 2011. My very first blog was in 2005 when I was trying affiliate marketing along with my full-time online business with accounts at Amazon, eBay and three other websites. But those blogs were required for work not for enjoyment. As you will see from the photos, the hounds and the dog have been in their own rut but what would you expect of them when their owner is non-motivated.

Hounds Play The Dog Digs

It was a day of laziness and being distracted. I did nothing. Took the daily siesta after my groceries were delivered. Spent most of the morning up to the siesta at 2pm, refreshing my screen on MLB Trade Rumors website to follow the last day of MLB trading. They can make trades in the future but those players would have to pass their the MLB Waiver system before they could be traded. Meaning all other teams would have to pass on that particular player.

The Dog Bone Story Continued

The thing about puppies, there is never a dull moment. When two hounds have decided they are friends and are attached everywhere they go, there is never a dull moment. So when Walter woke up behind my computer desk chair this morning and went running for the backyard I KNEW something was going on with Henry and Watson. What could it be now? The bones they fought over are still inside and up high, out of their reach. They have no interest in any of the bones I had before this past Monday.

They have a toad cornered and neither of them wants to share what they have found.

A Day Of Surprises

Well it's been quit a day and it's only 4:33pm as I start this post. Henry continued his hunger strike this morning by refusing to eat. I have played that game before with other hounds and I wait them out. I found out this afternoon he no longer wanted to eat alone in the bedroom with the door closed. He chose that a month or so ago. He wanted to eat where all the hounds and the dog USE TO eat when life was simple. But Watson LOVES FOOD, goes crazy and will sprint to Walter's and Henry's food dish after he is finished to see if they have finished their meal. So they eat alone behind closed doors.

"When life was simple" is a key part of this post. I only wish.