1. Firstly, I feel like I somewhat unfairly maligned my entire vet practice because of one less-than-pleasant visit that wasn't even the most recent one. Most of the ones we've seen have been perfectly lovely, coo over how adorable Lucy is, and only mention her weight in the context of chihuahuas tending to have luxating patellas. There is body positivity, and then there is the fact that weight can be tough on the joints (is there a chance I am over-identifying with my dog's weight issues? Nooooo). But during Covid, I took her in, and even though they had been letting people in masked, for whatever reason they did not want me to come inside this day, and I had no car because the vet is so close we had walked over. So I meandered around the snowy parking lot feeling like a dork, until the doctor called me and fairly unpleasantly said Lucy's weight and teeth were terrible, clearly implying that I was an unfit vet owner. So that sucked. And unfortunately I don't know what that particular veterinarian's name is, so every time we go in I'm a little on edge that we might get her again.
2. Matt said he would give me a piece of art for my birthday for over the mantle. I mean "art" because our kids are just out of university. The other three sides of the room have smaller framed photos or objects, so I wanted a large piece to kind of tie it together. Collette (HI COLLETTE) told me about Allposters.com because I liked a piece that she had gotten. It seemed a little overwhelming, but I was able to narrow it down pretty quickly.
I ended up with this one.
It works on a few levels. Firstly, I just really liked it immediately. Secondly, I've always liked Paul Klee. Thirdly, it matches my curtains. When I was younger I would not have admitted that that last one was in play, but I am older and less inclined to try to impress people with a level of sophistication and worldliness that I do not, in actuality, possess. There is a certain indefinable aesthetic that I have seen in other houses that I love, but I've never been able to get there. We still have to hang the picture properly, but it makes me very happy every time I see it.
3. A skunk sprayed next door and our neighbours blocked Lucy and Riley's door in the fence while they weren't letting Riley out in their back yard until it rained or they could cut the grass and rake it up. And we were in a drought. The dogs were massively unimpressed. Generally Lucy scampers over there and inveigles herself into their house several times a day, and Riley does the same over here. Last week Matt let her out just as we were about to leave for bar night before I could advise him not to. We waited. We yelled for her. We waited some more. We yelled some more. Finally I texted my neighbour and asked her to send my asshole dog who has a more exciting social life than I do home. Matt commented that it is much like when Eve and Victoria from next door (who was born less than a week before Eve) were four to seven years old - we frequently didn't know exactly where they were, but it was in one of the two houses.
I have now spent a ridiculous amount of time looking for photos of Little Eve and Little Victoria together but they predate phone photos. I did find one of Little Lucy and Little Riley (who is Lucy's sister from the previous litter).
Eve and Vic at The Lumineers in February 2020, just before everything went kablooey.
4. While I was looking through hundreds of photos, I found this one of Eve with Marianna wrapped in bubble wrap.
5. More memes from my favourite meme place, which I might have already posted, but hey, maybe your memory is as bad as mine!
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