If you follow me on social media, you probably saw that Jaxon was attacked by porcupine on Monday. I took him out to the coulees behind our house, took him off leash and threw the frisbee around, like we had done hundreds of times before. I heard some sort of rustling in the bushes and I knew something was wrong when he didn’t come running back right away. I quickly got him home and called my friend Tasha and asked her to come over. Bear in mind, prior to Jaxon, I had never owned a dog or even really been around dogs much. I thought we may be able to pick the quills out ourselves. When Tasha ( and her husband, Bryce) came over, we quickly decided that he had to go to the vet.
Tasha came with me to the vet and stayed until Chris was able to make it into town from working out-of-town for the day. The vet put Jaxon under and pulled out the quills. In hindsight, I can’t believe I even considered taking them out DIY style. Those buggers were in their deep and it clearly would have been very painful for him to have them removed without some sort of pain-killer. It broke my heart to see Jaxon laying on the floor, motionless. How the hell did I get this attached to him? When he finally came to, he stumbled around like a drunk 18-year-old kid. He slept like a rock that night and was back to his usual chaotic self the next day. Before Monday, I was completely unaware that porcupines would even be a hazard that close to home. Lesson learnt…. well for me anyways. I am sure Jaxon will be happy to go play frisbee anytime, anywhere.
.. and then I made Jaxon homemade dog cookies.
2/3 coup of pumpkin puree
¼ cup of peanut butter
Mix with a hand mixer for 2 minutes and then slowly add 2.5 cups of whole wheat flour. Bake in the oven at 350 for 20 minutes. Cool and store in air tight container.
Thank you for sharing this recipe Melissa!
I have a confession to make: I am a journal hoarder. And it’s bad.
This is what I mean:
All of these journals are only partially full… as in maybe a quarter full. The issue is that I get part way through the journal and then start to hate that I have this book documenting bad memories/rough days and I decide I want to start fresh. I had one journal years ago that I loved, I even scrapbooked part of. But the pages contained serious days of heart-break and emotional distress. One day, I took the time to read it cover to cover. I could barely finish it. It was like reading a story about a different person and it was hard to read all of the things I felt and thought at the time. I tossed it out.
This week I bought a new journal (see my point!?!)
I hate when journals have weird quotes on them , like this one that says “Hello Lovely” blasted across the front. It was $4 so I justified it. I’ve committed myself to making a point of writing about good days and not just only writing when things get stressful/difficult/without chocolate.
Guys…did you guys know TED Talk has its own channel? I discovered it about a month ago while channel surfing. I watched this talk that Monique Lewinsky did called “The Price of Shame”. While she briefly talks about it, It’s not really about that whole situation that happened in 1998. Lewinsky talks about how the world has changed with social media and the increase in public shaming. She talks about how any given photo or comment can be misinterpreted, leading to public attacking and judgment.
I am linking the video below in case you are interested in watching it. I thought it was quite interesting.
Chris and I had been considering getting me a new vehicle. We were eyeballing a Jeep Grand Cherokee. I realized I would actually be quite sad to get rid of my Lancer. I’ve only ever own manual transmission vehicles, and I kind of like it that way. After a lot of consideration, we have decided to not go ahead with it. Years ago, I would have jumped at the chance to get a new vehicle, but it just seems so unimportant now. Adulting problems hey?