Rylie

Rylie
Rylie

Heidi (in front) - The Staff to Rylie

Heidi (in front) - The Staff to Rylie
Heidi (in front) - The Staff to Rylie

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Christmas

It has been five years since I've been able to have a real Christmas tree in my home, so I enjoyed my little Charlie Brown tree. It had some bald spots and lacked symmetry, but somehow, that just made it more endearing.

My Little Tree

Now if this isn't a recipe for disaster, I don't know what is: A dog, a Christmas tree, and a balloon. Miraculously, Rylie managed to play with this balloon in and around the Christmas tree for quite some time, and never popped it. Nor did he knock over the tree, or disturb any ornaments. He seems to know to grab on with his teeth near the knot, so he doesn't pop it. He loves to play with balloons!

On Christmas he enjoyed tearing up every bit of wrapping paper that Cammie and Doug handed him. Cammie also gave him a little stuffed toy that squeaks, and he has been playing with that a lot. He really likes it.


We had a near-disaster on Christmas Eve, when Rylie got into the bowl of Hershey's kisses that were on the end table and left over from the party. Normally, he wouldn't be able to get to them, but I had pushed the ottoman next to the end table to make room for all of the guests, and forgot about the kisses being there. Shame on me! I left the house for a half hour, and when I got back, Rylie had eaten an unknown quantity of them, foil and all.

My regular vet office was closed, so I called the animal hospital. They asked his weight and figured out how many ounces of chocolate he probably consumed, and said it most likely was not enough to harm him. They said I could watch him to see if he acted excited, or his heartbeat got fast, or he vomited, and said if anything like that happened, I should bring him in. I watched him carefully, but he was fine. That was pretty scary though, since chocolate can be toxic for dogs. I learned my lesson: no more chocolate anywhere that little rascal might be able to get to.

Rylie's Notes:

Merry Christmas to me! I saw a gift, and I went for it.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Comcast/Xfinity is Like a Bad Boyfriend

They don't appreciate you or treat you right while they have you, but once you kick them to the curb, they are desperate to have you back.

I switched to AT&T U-verse. So far, so good. Much better customer service than Comcast.

Monday, December 26, 2011

The Pre-Christmas Party

What fun I've been having! I had a small party the weekend before Christmas to celebrate the holidays, my friend Cheryl's birthday, and my new place. I cooked lasagna, and there was plenty of Christmas cheer. We played a game called Apples to Apples after the birthday cake, and had a lot of laughs.


Mari, Doug and Cheryl


Robert, Nancy, and Steve


Cammie, Me, Robert and Nancy


Cammie, Robert, Nancy, Doug and Donna


Donna, Cheryl, Julie and Steve


Steve, Tricia, Julie, Nancy and Robert


I'm really enjoying being in my new place, and was so happy to be out of the motorhome for the holidays. My walls are still pretty bare and I haven't found any curtains that I like yet. I also need some more furniture, but it will all come in time.

The motorhome is still down at the Lazy Daze Mother Ship, but the repairs from the tree damage are all done. I will pick it up after the New Year holiday. I'm trying to decide whether to sell it, or whether it's worth paying the money to store and insure it if I'm not going to use it that much.

My work project with PG&E has been extended until August, so I'm happy about that. Our team has been cut to half the size it was, and I was the newest member to the team, so I was lucky to make the cut.

I've been neglecting my blog post duties, but the holidays are a busy time. I'll post a few Christmas photos next time, and tell you what that rascal, Rylie, has been up to.

Rylie's Notes:

I don't see why The Staff feels the need to tattle on me. I'm sure she can come up with other topics to blog about.

Saturday, December 03, 2011

Shot by the Dog

A man was duck hunting in Utah, when he stepped out of his boat to move some decoys. He left his gun and his dog in the boat. I guess the dog wasn't too happy with his companion, because he shot him in the keester. This is a true story that I heard about on NPR while I was driving to work. It can't be easy for a dog to pull the trigger on a shotgun, and especially to hit the desired target.

Rylie seems to be pretty happy with his new home. He has been racing around like a puppy dog. Unfortunately, his hips can't handle that behavior any more, and his legs shake after playing like that. Poor guy. I'm still trying to find the right dose of Metacam to keep him comfortable without damaging his organs. I would like to find a good alternative to the Metacam, since I don't want to give him something that might cause organ damage. What does everyone else use? The good news is that he has started using the doggy stairs to get up on the bed, but not all of the time. He doesn't seem to like them much.

Cammie and Doug moved into their house in Brentwood shortly after I moved into my place. It's very nice--and big! They seem to be really happy.

I'm finishing up my course in the next couple of weeks, and waiting to hear what my next assignment will be. It looks like I'll have some time off around the holidays, since things get pretty quiet around the office at that time.

Rylie's Notes:

I bet I know what happened when that dog shot his staff. The dog was probably saying, "That'll teach him to give me dry kibble to eat after I fetch fresh duck for his dinner."