Friday’s Photo’s: The Bunny Dodges a Bullet…Again

Poor little guy, he’s had some what I would call ‘close calls’ in his life. Stormy got his name because he was left outside of The Natural Science Center of Greensboro during a thunderstorm in a cage so small he could barely turn around. The Science Center had no place for him and a suggestion was made that included the words dinner and anaconda. Holly wasn’t having that and took him home.

When she and John moved to Maryland about two years later (maybe less), Stormy came to live with me. He’s been here now for about five or six years. To be honest I wasn’t thrilled to get a rabbit.  I’d already had gerbils and guinea pigs for many years and just wasn’t interested in another ‘rat’. Tracey agreed to clean his cage if we took him and actually bought him a nice hutch. I provide food, treats and water for him daily.

Over the years I’ve come to enjoy his antics, especially when we started to let him to run around our home. His thumps indicate anything from I’m hungry to let me out to ha-ha, can’t catch me.

So last Sunday Tracey brought Stormy to me and told me to look at his eye. The problem was there was no eye, not really. Just this bulging sack of pus.  I can not tell you how horrified I was. And afraid too, the car wiped out what little bit we had in savings when it broke down in July.

Some might say, so what? It’s just a rabbit. No. Just no. He’s not just anything. For one he’s a member of our family. He’s a funny little guy who makes me laugh on days when I need to. He thumped his way into my heart a long time ago. Even if that wasn’t the case I believe all life has value if only because it is a life and God created it. No matter the circumstances that should always be respected.

Sunday night I set about treating my little bunny and praying we could make it through to Monday when I could get him to the vet.  The first thing I did was put the wrong freaking medicine in his eye. At 1 a.m. in the morning I realize I’m putting lubricant in his eye instead of the terramycin. Now the lubricant is for animals and harmless but that wasn’t the point. The point was getting antibiotic ointment  in there to help with the obvious infection.

To say I was upset is putting it mildly. I soaked Stormy’s eye with a warm rag and put the correct medicine in there. Before I go any further let me clarify, this is antibiotic ointment specifically for eye injuries and for animals. I keep it around because of my cats. They occasionally will get into a spat and bat at one another. Every now and then they’ll scratch another cat in the eye causing an infection.

When I looked at Stormy’s eye I already knew what I had on hand was not going to do the trick. I can not begin to tell you how awful his eye looked. I wasn’t even sure if there was an eye left in there. What’s worse is I didn’t even notice it. I’d let him out of his rabbit hutch the last several days and not noticed a thing. Surely his eye didn’t get like that overnight? At this point I just don’t know. What I do know is I feel so damn guilty.

On Monday the vet tells me several things: there is still an eye but it’s close to rupturing, if it ruptures the eye will have to be removed, even if it doesn’t rupture but won’t heal it will have to be removed and even if none of the above happens he still has lost the sight in that eye. At most he will see some light and shadows. To top it off the other eye was showing signs of infection, too.

My heart sunk to my toes. The vet gives me eye drops and antibiotic pills with the hope that I could convince Stormy to eat the antibiotic mixed with other food or even pear juice. Say what?! I wasn’t having that. The vet assistant had a suggestion I leaped on, a pill popper.

No, not that kind of pill popper. I kinda thought the same thing. My only excuse was that I was dead tired because what came to mind was some aging hippy, well preserved from all that dope experimentation in the sixties (head band, fringe jacket and all), trying to teach me and the bunny how to swallow a pill. O.O Although I have to admit by then I was more than ready to mellow out. The pill popper the vet assist actually had in mind was a plastic wand similar to a syringe used for liquid meds except the one she gave me was for tablets.

At the end of the visit I had just over $100 left in the bank.  I called back to get an estimate on what the eye surgery would cost because I didn’t think to ask while I was there. On Tuesday I found out the surgery would cost $550. Yikes! Holly and Tracey, my awesome daughters, stepped up to the plate and said they would help pay. I have been truly blessed. Really. Because…

Wednesday I took Stormy back to the vet. I had been up working 24/7 on his eyes. The vet was amazed.  She couldn’t believe how good his eye looked. It still looked like a pus bag but it was not bulging out of his eye socket like it had been and the other eye was nearly healed. Well, yay. He still won’t have sight in that eye but he will get to keep it.

On the following Saturday the vet wasn’t hopeful we could avoid surgery. The ulcer had not healed much. We set an appointment on the following Friday for a check up and possible surgery. If the ulcer didn’t heal all the way surgery would be needed to scar the cornea, forcing it to heal.

Today is Friday. I took Stormy in to have his eye checked. Guess what? His eye is looking awesome. We have a ways to go in treatment but the eye really looks so much better. We may be able to skip any type of surgery altogether. Any prayers you care to say for the little bunny are appreciated.

So here’s Stormy now, the white in the center is the ulcer. It may look a bit gruesome but trust me when I say it looks fifty percent better. We go back next week for a progress check.

Peace.

Friday’s Photos: Hershey Gardens and ‘Cheeky’ Chipmunks

Here are the last photos from Hershey Gardens. I enjoyed the Japanese Gardens very much and did not get to see enough of the Rock Gardens. Hershey Gardens is well worth the visit and so much fun.

Doesn’t this tree look like it’s holding a bouquet?

“To-Whit-To-Whoo”

Even with all the graffiti this tree is strangely beautiful in its own way.

The Fairy Queen is wearing a mask made from shadow and light while Princess Windflower kicks up her heels in farewell.

This last photo is probably tasteless beyond words. It’s also funny. Click ‘more’ only if you have an earthy sense of humor.

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Friday’s Photos on Monday: Ooookay and Hershey Gardens Part Deux

Holy Friday the Thirteenth! Somehow I missed an entire day. I had this post ready to go on Thursday and somehow, before I knew it, Saturday arrived.  I apologize for the delay. Let’s get to it.

Some more favorite photos. Hershey Gardens was actually broken up into different sections. The sections include a rose garden and groves of trees.  I really enjoyed my day here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In this photo you can Hershey Amusement Park in the background.

 

 

 

 

I love this photo. It reminds me of an Ent from LOTR.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If you zoom in close you might see a lot of bumble bees. There were literally hundreds buzzing all around this area.

 

 

 

 

Holly and Faith say goodbye. Come again next week for more Hershey Gardens.

Peace.

Friday’s Photos: Hershey Gardens Part 1

I’d like to share some of my favorite photos from Hershey Gardens.

This shot of the roller coaster at Hershey Amusement Park across the road from the gardens is one I have to share. The sun was in my eyes (as it was most of the time) so I just pointed, prayed and took the shot (I did this a lot all day long).

 

 

Here’s a great shot taken by Holly.

 

 

Faith seems fascinated by the flowers, doesn’t she?

 

 

In the butterfly house:

 

 

Okay, I intended to take this picture because I loved the way the wings looked next to one another. It wasn’t until the kid next to me said, “Look Mommy, the butterfly is sitting on top of the other butterfly,” that I realized, well, they weren’t. Lol. But then it also hit me there was a third dead butterfly next to the mating pair. Does this photo have a deeper meaning such as life does indeed triumph over death? Is it beautiful in its own way or just plain tacky? You decide. Either way I loved the shot.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A mama bird with her babies.

 

 

Holly and Faith lounging around with the letter ‘S’

 

 

Carts of flowers were on every corner.

 

 

We intend to tell Faith we found her under a mushroom and we’ve got the photo to prove it.

 

 

Cows like gardens, too.

 

 

There were lots of these little guys everywhere.

 

 

Holly and Faith say bye for now but come back next week for part two.

Peace.

Friday’s Photos: Stinkin’ Cute

I was sitting with Faith on my lap in the parking lot while Holly ran into Wal-Mart right quick. A woman popped her head in the driver’s side and advised me of Faith’s stinking cute status. Well, uh. Ok. Although I would say wonderful, beautiful, the best baby ever born and so on. Lol. Here’s why:

 

 

She is mysterious, “I just want to be alone.”:

 

 

At about two weeks old she can hold her own bottle and get her feet painted all at the same time:

 

 

She wears cool sun glasses:

 

 

She doesn’t mind giving her opinions:

 

 

Faith has some serious fans. One of whom is willing to kiss her feet:

The hostess from Tendo Buffet admires Faith

Jill and Marion from the Greensboro Natural Science Center

 

 

Let’s face it. The grandchick has an awesome smile and knows how to pose:

 

 

Wow! She can sleep anywhere:

 

 

She has amazing blue eyes and a gorgeous head of hair:

 

Finally, Faith knows how to rock out with her Auntie Tracey:

Rock on!

 

 

Some music to rock with:

 

 

Peace.

Friday Photos: A Froggy Shower

The baby shower continued our theme of frogs and roses.  We also decided to invite women and men to come. My brother kept saying, “I’ve never been to one of these before.” I think he was in shock but I also don’t think it was too hard on him.

All the guys seemed to enjoy themselves and it was fun to have them there. Men should go to baby showers, especially the dad; if it weren’t for dad there wouldn’t be a baby. Besides that, who doesn’t like to open gifts? John got a kick out of it as much as Holly did.

Baby showers, weddings and other events of this nature are great because you get to see family and friends you haven’t seen in a while. The drawback is there doesn’t seem to be enough time to do everything you want.  It was wonderful to meet new friends and see old ones.

I just wish I could have visited more with everyone on an individual basis. For instance my friend, Ruth, I haven’t seen in months and my friend, Marion, in over a year. I tried to sit with them and visit a little bit but there definitely wasn’t enough time.

Photos help preserve those memories even when the people you love can’t be around. Fortunately for me I do have a camera and I didn’t hesitate to use it. Come see.

 

Holly’s corsage reflected her rose and frog theme.

John and Paul in front of our venue, Mimis Cafe.

 

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Friday’s Photos: Some Pictures Are Worth Not Just A Thousand Words But Instead Are Priceless

To quote Holly, “It was horrible.” The labor she means. That being said she also says, “Faith was worth it but no more.” Lol.  Faith Alexandria was born 4/15/2012 @ 4:01pm. Tax day. John wanted to figure out how to get her initials to be IRS but Holly said, “No.”

For those of you keeping up, this was two weeks early. More to come about that later on. Faith weighed in @ 6lbs, 10 oz and 19 ” long.  She was and is a tiny little girl.

 

Not quite an hour old:

View of Faith over Holly’s shoulder. Look at all that hair. Holly said it better not fall out because she earned it with all the indigestion she had.

Me, Holly and John with Faith

Holly, Faith, John, Tracey, Gail (John’s mom) and Kathy the labor nurse Holly still likes in spite of the fact Kathy confessed to yelling at her. Holly says Kathy did a good job.

Proud papa

Proud grandpas Paul and J.R., John and Faith

 

All cleaned up about two or so hours later:

Faith is wearing an alarm bracelet on her leg. If someone gets to close to an exit it goes off.  She’s my granddaughter alright. Before she left the hospital she managed to shut down the maternity ward because the bracelet got too loose.  Thank God that’s all it was, a false alarm.

 

Same day but not sure how much later:

Proud but exhausted mom

Me holding Faith

Proud Aunty Tracey

 

Holly says she prayed for a healthy, happy baby.  Her prayers were answered because Faith is that and more. She’s sweet and beautiful even if I say so myself. And I do.

 

There are more pictures on Facebook and I will put up more, too.

http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=25012240

http://www.facebook.com/tracey.mcgill.7

 

Peace.

Friday’s Photos: The Diaper Cake

Hey. Let’s get started on this cake.

 

Ingredients:

 

In case you’re wondering, yes that is a pizza pan.

 

Making the cake:

I tied a slip knot in a string of yarn to hold the diapers in place as I added more of them. This was a three layer cake.

 

Decorations:

Once all the layers were in place I added some ribbon using a glue gun to hold it together then added some froggy toys.

 

This of course is not a froggy toy but a rose.

 

A froggy rattle.

 

Tracey donated these frog socks to the cause.

 

I saw the mommy and baby frogs on my way out of Wal-Mart.  In an instant my cake design focused and changed.

 

First try:

I didn’t like this but couldn’t figure out why. I was trying to give the feeling of the frogs being in a pond.

 

Final look:

About two o’clock in the morning I figured it out what was bothering me. I started pulling the leaves and stuff apart, praying I wasn’t making a mistake.

Here is the final result:

 

Peace.

 

 

Friday’s Freak Out & Photos: Baby Shower Invites, Merlin & Other Stuff

Hello,

I’ve been trying to get this post up for two weeks now. Instead of finishing the post I ended up taking one of our black kitties (we have two in the ten we’ve got), Merlin, to the vet. He has chronic sinus trouble and he’d been steadily getting worse for a couple of weeks. When he started to lose weight I got worried and took him to get checked.

Well, bless his heart. Not only did Merp (my nickname for him) have a sinus infection but he also had two abscessed teeth. He was put on antibiotics with a shot that lasts two weeks (thank goodness cause Merlin is not a cat who takes his meds tamely) and surgery was scheduled for last Friday. The vet did not have to surgically remove his teeth because they were loose enough to be pulled. When I called to check on him they advised me they had removed every tooth in his head because they were all in bad shape.

Good lord! To say the least I was stunned and honestly? A little freaked out. So now I have my toothless kitty at home and he is doing fine. He is eating canned food and a bowl of milk every day, gaining back the weight he lost. He’s still a bit snotty but that is nothing new. I really do not know how old he is, he was a stray I took in. He is such a laid back cat we call him ‘Cool Cat’. He’s one cool customer, nothing seems to phase him including very large dogs guarding their food. Nothing except taking his meds, of course. Lol.

The rest of this and next week I’m working on things for the baby shower. I’m making a diaper cake, something I have never done before so I’m crossing my fingers it comes out ok. You know, not lopsided or burnt of anything. There’s a lot of information out there about making them and I’m combining the information from two posts I came across. Here and here if you’re interested. Lots going on.

On the writing front I’m beta reading some things for my friend Theresa Bane. She and her husband, Glenn, have a short story coming out March 26 in buzzymag.com called  “Prince of Lies, Marko Jaks: Balancing Act”.  I have not read it but Terry has an interesting way of looking at things and it will be interesting.

So here’s the post:

I thought I would share some of what I’ve been doing for the last two months. I decided to make the invitations for the baby shower myself to save money. Holly, Tracey and Gayle (Holly’s mother-in-law) all gave their input and we came up with a pretty darn good design even if I say so myself.

Designing my own invitations for the first time was a labor of love.  I lost hours at a time as I went through looking for clip art (making sure it’s free) to match our theme, roses and frogs. Yes, you heard me right. Holly loves frogs and we both love our roses so we combined the two. The results are rather pleasing, I think.

Using an older version of Print Shop wasn’t that bad, just frustrating. For instance, I kept designing the card and the clip art kept disappearing. I thought I had my design saved only to go back and find it was gone. Gahhhhh! After many Braxton-Hicks tries I finally figured out I had to save the clip art as a jpeg before Print Shop would recognize and save it.

The real labor began when Tracey, Gayle and I met and reviewed some of the designs I came up with along with deciding what information we wanted in the invitation. The end design didn’t match any of the original designs except in information. When I got home and went to work I came up with something totally different. After a final approval from my coaches I was ready to push print.

Except I couldn’t find paper to match my envelopes or envelopes to match my paper. Grrrrrr! All that grunting and sweating and I still wasn’t done. I was ready to pull my hair out. You don’t have to ask my husband, my kids or my mother because I’ll tell you up front by this time I was a total crank. I even told my mother I couldn’t talk to her right then because I was too dang cranky. I wasn’t lying, it was all too true.

Finally as I was talking to Gayle about my frustration she was like, oh so casually, well I have A2 envelopes here you can use. What?! I heard the angels singing. I went to her house to check them out praying all the way. Yes! They were perfect. I found some white cardstock to match and I was in business. For some reason I thought they had to be fancy envelopes or paper from the wedding or baby shower invitation section.  I learned the teeth grinding way this is not the case.

If you can’t read them, just click on the photo and it will enlarge for you:

It doesn’t look like it here but I did make sure the clip art was the same size and was aligned on the pages the same along with the text on each page. Fortunately print shop had an appropriate font so that wasn’t hard at all, it was the easiest in fact. Last I made sure that frame around Faith was even; in several early versions of the card it was easy to miss how lopsided that frame was. I have a whole new appreciation for card designers.

The poem on the front was a combination of a couple of different poems I found on-line. What I kept was changed to include names, etc.  So I guess in the end the poem is sorta mine but not, if that makes sense. I found the quote under Faith’s picture when I googled quotes about babies. The invitation information was pretty basic and didn’t take long to work out.

There you have my story of one of the longest labors I have endured, having my daughters was shorter. It was a little messy. I’m bald now and no one is speaking to me but I have my babies, my invitations born and I do like them. What they say is true, you do bond in the first few minutes of birth.

So when’s the last time you snatched yourself bald in frustration? Or alienated everyone within speaking or phone calling distance? Do you like to do projects like this?

Peace.

 

Curio’s Past, Shhh.