so... yeah,

we went to Orlando and I never got around to finishing that story.  I would have but 736 other things got in the way.  I guess the biggest thing going on right now is our new puppy, Archer.  We once adopted a dog, Eddie, from the SPCA.  He was a cute black and white dog that we brought home and he gave our other dog kennel cough and mange.  That's when I vowed to never buy an SPCA dog again, especially a black and white one.  Fast forward 10+ years.  On Saturday we adopted Archer, a black and white lab mix, from the SPCA.  This time I swear.  I WILL NEVER BUY ANOTHER DOG FROM THE SPCA.  Everything was fine.  He was getting along wonderfully with Maggie and she was enjoying his company.  Wednesday I dropped him off at the SPCA clinic for his neutering appointment that was made at the time of adoption.  When I picked him up he just seemed a lot skinnier and out of it, which was expected.  He'd been fasting and was probably still a little out of it from the surgery.  Once we got him home to get some water, we weren't terribly shocked when he threw up all of his water.  But when he kept throwing up, red flags were raised.  I went and bought some Pedialyte, which he also couldn't hold down.  Everyone eventually went to bed and I decided to sleep on the couch so I could hear him in his cage.  Eric and I ended up getting him to the animal ER in Pearland around midnight.  They tested him and found out he had parvo.  Even though they offered us the doom and gloom statistics, we decided to leave him there overnight to begin treatments.  We came home and went to bed.  After crying about the dog, getting 2.5 hours of sleep and then setting my alarm for another 30 mintues, I was back at the ER at 7:30 with big, fat, puffy eyes to pick him up so I could transfer him to our vet.  I dropped him off yesterday morning around 9.  Our vet had a more positive outlook than the staff from the night before.  I called yesterday evening and they said he was doing "good".  I called this morning but the receptionist couldn't find a tech to get answers from.

Once I dropped him off, we had to clean the house with Clorox.  By the way, I hate the smell of Clorox.  We filled two yard sprayers with a Clorox/water mix and two of Eric's friends were out spraying the yard and everything back there while Eric walked around with a trash bag.  Yesterday truly sucked.  I was so ready for bed and I slept hard.  It was awesome.  It was one of those great sleeps where you wake up feeling wonderful and then you stop and realize "oh wait, there's drama going on"... I hate that.

Yesterday was also my last class of a series.  I missed it.  There's no way I could've made it to Houston and back with everything else that had to be done.  And even if I did, I couldn't guarantee I'd stay awake while it happened.

Anyway, that's one of the things that's been keeping me preoccupied. 

Now I need to tend to laundry.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the Coke I put in the fridge an hour ago is cold enough for me to enjoy.

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