After dropping Gibbs off at the vet, they called me. Sorta terrifying, actually. But the issue was that while doing a pre-op exam, they saw that he still has baby teeth that are messing with his grown up teeth and they recommended removing them while he was under anesthesia.
How many? Five.
Dog was neutered. Dew claws removed from both hind legs. And five baby teeth removed. So this is what he looks like now:
He is hiding the bandages.
But just so you believe me, these are his front paws. You can see the dew claws are relatively straight and point in the right direction:
This is the rear one that I took yesterday:
You can see where that might get caught on something.
So he came through fine. He has eaten some dinner and not thrown it back up. Now we just wait and see how long we can all stand to watch him stumble around with the cone.
I believe I mentioned when we adopted Gibbs that his doctor told us he had odd dew claws. Specifically, one was a double – with two toenails pointed in either direction – and both were very loose. “Out flapping in the breeze” is the way she put it. She recommended that when we had him neutered, we should have those removed. Apparently, when dew claws are wobbly like that, they can tear and it is very ugly when that happens.
This afternoon, ten days before scheduled surgery, he tore one. When I picked him up from camp, the staff told me that it was bleeding. They had wrapped it up, but…
I called the vet right then, confirmed they could see him and headed over. Jeff, our favorite tech, took him back. After a minute, I heard Gibbs cry. Twice. Three times.
A staffer that had been back there said they had given Gibbs Novocaine, so the cry was probably scared as opposed to hurting.
Bottom line: they patched him up, but he tore it for real and we will be doing his surgeries tomorrow.
Moral of the Story: Removing the dew claws is not always a “cosmetic” thing. When the vet says to do it, don’t fool around.
I bought Working for Peanuts expecting to read a story about a small, grassroots effort that blossomed into an active, nationwide charity. What happened was that one woman had a really great idea – make 100 blankets in one year to give to a local children’s hospital – and went national with it.
Seriously, after recruiting a few friends to help her make blankets, Rinedollar started writing letters to the press until she got a call from L.A.
I have mixed feelings about this. Project Linus was a great idea in that really prolific crafters quickly run out of family and friends that appreciate their “hobby”. Project Linus provides and endless need for them to continue. Also, my chapter is really well run and I very much enjoy being a part of it. However.
For one thing the author spends an awful lot of time talking about herself (if you had to do a shot every time she mentioned her college major…). Here is a quote about “Debbie Downers”:
“People don’t realize how off-putting they can be when a visionary comes to them, entrusting them with their idea.”
It reminded me of something that I was taught as a child: no one who is really “classy” would ever describe herself as such.
The best parts of this book are the stories of the other people she met that joined the cause. In particular, I remember the lady in Long Island that Rinedollar was trying to recruit as a local coordinator. The lady, Elizabeth, said something like: It is all well and good for midwestern ladies to get together and make blankets for children. New Yorkers won’t do it.
Yes, they did. And Elizabeth coordinated the effort. I wish more time was spent talking about people like her.
Loucks went halfway to illustrating several great points. One is that running an all-volunteer organization is great if you are independently wealthy (or at least don’t have to work) but most of us require a source of income. Another is that volunteers burn out (or get sick, or life just happens). A third is that publicity is great, but you’d better be prepared for it. Any one of these issues, if expanded upon, would have made for a great teaching moment for other groups.
OK – no fair complaining that she didn’t write the book that I wanted.
However, this is much less “The Project Linus Story” and much more one person’s memoir of founding a charity. (And while I am being cranky, it was very poorly edited.)
I was very interested to read about how Rinedollar, knowing that she couldn’t give Project Linus what it needed, planned to shut it down. So good on her for putting that together before something imploded. Then a couple of ladies in Illinois picked up the mantle. The national headquarters is now in Bloomington, and something tells me the their memoir would be a pretty good read.
This novel, by the author of The Club Dumas, has been sitting on my shelf for a very long time. I pulled it because I needed an anti-Charlotte Simmons. It worked.
The premise is that a restorer of art is working on a 15th century piece called The Game of Chess when she discovers that there is a hidden inscription- painted over, she later determines, by the author itself. What does it mean and why does he do it?
Julia, the restorer, visits a great art historian (and former lover) to help her out. He writes up a report and “accidentally” takes a fall in the bathtub.
The game begins.
The interesting thing is – and I seem to remember such a device from The Club Dumas – that the mystery of the painting is resolved to everyone’s satisfaction rather early. There is, however, a chess playing stalker in on the action by that point.
The European art/antique world developed here made for a brilliant setting. For a moment, it was so blase and hedonistic that I almost expected vampires on the scene.
While there were several small things that irritated me (stop smoking in front of the naked, priceless work of art!), overall this book was a whole lot of fun.
There were several small things about this story that bothered me, but overall I enjoyed every page.
Give me all the crap you want about paying for doggie daycare. Besides not having to worry aboutlunch and mid-day potty. And besides gettinghim to burn a bunch of puppy energy a couple of days a week, (so that he is notjumping on my mother, still in bed on narcotics).
Last Sunday, I took him on his first trip to PetsMart. I knew the second we got out of the car thatit would be terrible. He barked atevery. single. person we saw. I grabbeda couple of things in a couple of aisles and headed to the front to get inline. I was terribly embarrassed – we haven’tgotten to nuisance barking in dog training yet!
Book 40
Changing the World on a Tuesday Night : Hey! What are you doing this Tuesday night? from tammi deville on Vimeo.
I think it was The Blogunteer that first pointed me to this book. It wasn’t available on Amazon the last time I looked, but OnaTuesdayNight.com had this video that introduces the book.
Tammi DeVille wrote profiles of a bunch of different people that volunteer at different organizations. Some are once a month gigs, and some are 20 hours a week. The point is one that many volunteers will tell you:
There are plenty of opportunities out there. It doesn’t take as much commitment as you think. Unless you want it to.
There were two organizations that I hadn’t heard of before, that struck me as awesome:
First, there was the Pan-African Association, which mentors immigrant refugees from Africa. It seems there are lots and lots of refugees that emigrate to Chicago. Abby, the volunteer in the profile, helps with language skills, government forms and other “everyday life” things.
Another is The Infinite Family, a group that connects kids in southern Africa with mentors via webcam.
This isn’t a book one would read like a novel, but it certainly gives one an idea of how much work there is to do and how much fun it can be to help.
I wrote a guest post for Living Philanthropic in support of Carlo Garcia’s August project, Stand Up to Cancer. You can find it here.
And if you are interested, you can make a donation at his Crowdrise page.
I am taking a short sabbatical from my onsite duties at the parrot rescue, so I figure the least I
can do is let everyone know about some goings-on over there:
First, we were featured in Ana Belaval’s Around Town segment on WGN Morning News. There
were two segments, actually. WGN’s website doesn’t seem to have an Embed button and I am
not savvy enough to figure out how to do it myself, so here are the links:
http://www.wgntv.com/videogallery/64357966/Food/Around-Town:-Wildlife-Refuge-in-
Northbrook-(part-1)
http://www.wgntv.com/videobeta/f8a3061d-3916-4505-a239-d465725f7ff8/Food/Around-Town-
Wildlife-Refuge-in-Northbrook-part-2-
Also, the Refuge is revamping its website, so if you haven’t visited lately, please visit us at:
Along those same lines, we established an organization page on Facebook a few months back
and expect to be posting there more regularly. I have a button for it on down the right-hand side
of this page, and you can also Like it through this link.
We recently established a Twitter account. We haven’t been posting there regularly, but if that
is your preferred method of communication, here is the link.
Finally, Niles Animal Hospital is holding a Yard Sale in their parking lot on Sunday, September
18 to raise funds for the benefit of the Refuge from 8am to 2pm. Their address is 7278 N.
Milwaukee Avenue, Niles, IL 60714 and there will be plenty of parking available in nearby lots.
And here is a gratuitous pic because they just make blog posts better. This is Leo:
When I had that marathon session of finishing that audio book, I did three fleece blankets:
That splatter paint looking pattern is really flowers. With Lion Brand Pound of Love Yarn in white, which I am thinking I will avoid buying again because it has a tendency to get really tangled and I can’t stand unknotting yarn.
This is a Strawberry Shortcake pattern that I believe was on clearance at Hancock Fabric. My friend Jenny wouldn’t like it because she prefers the Old School Strawberry Shortcake with the bonnet. I like it because I found a use for that one skein of yarn that was on clearance at Michael’s. I think it was called Deep Rose.
And this was a random piece from Penny’s stash with the same white yarn. It was a really small fleece, only suitable for a toddler. But Alex was a sports fan as a toddler, so I am sure it’ll fly.
Gibbs is not the first of my dogs to do this. When he wakes up from a nap, he has to take his time stretching before getting up. Like an old man. In this case, I wanted him to go downstairs, outside and potty. He stuck out his big tongue and yawned, so I got the camera. He gave me this look, and didn’t move: