Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Frtiz and chairs

Fritz came home yesterday.  He is a new animal.  When he went to the vet, lethargic - wouldn't eat - throwing up - one sick puppy.  The vets at Animal Care Clinic here in Corsicana turned him around over the weekend.  We thought it was the end for Fritz.  What a rebound.  The appetite has returned - he tours the backyard in search of whatever dogs search - he barks - he complains - he is Fritz again.  We are so pleased.
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I asked him if he were worth the $311 we spent.  A wag of the tail - an attempt to lick my nose - all says:   it was worth it.
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The doc said it is pancreaitis (sp)  - not good.  He sent me home with 12 cans of i/d dog food  @ $1 per.   We are feed this wet food to Fritz for the next week slowly moving him back to his dry food.   We do not want him to flair back up.
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When they brought Fritz to me in the waiting room to leave - the room was full of people including dogs which stood higher than my belt line.  I could hear him coming down the hall - jingle jingle.  He was on a leash but was leading the Vet down the hall.   He rounded the corner of the room - strutting as best his 4 inch legs can do.  Cocky.  The room went into a titter - giggles - some laughter - I projected they were admiring the boy as he took over the room.
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I went to him and stuck my finger down by his nose.  He sniffed and the tail just started fanning the room and the tongue came out.   I took the leash and he pulled me to the door.  Once outside he dove straight for our car and its door.  How did he know what car it was?  That boy was ready to get home.
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The other dogs were outside when he arrived.  My wife pulled up and opened the door.   Short legs make leaping out of the car a minor problem.  My wife put him on the ground and he flew down the sidewalk to the front door - no looking back.  Once he was outside with the other four, the smelling began.  He went about his business and they all took turns smelling him out - so to speak.   Fritz was home and That was That.
Now, where's the food dish!!!
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it is good to have the boy home
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Our anniversary is coming up next week.  This will be #51.  With my wife's help we selected a nice necklace for her that is engraved  "Grammy" and sports the birthstones of all 3 g-girls.  it is a pretty necklace for sure.  
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For my anniversary present - I have been needing a new office chair.  The old one was bought back in the 90s or earlier.  The padding has become equivalent to a piece of cloth.  And you can see through that cloth.  I love that old chair; but, it had started making my legs fall asleep as they pressed against the wooden bar across the front.   I now have a new chair....leather - brown leather - nice.
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Office Depot got our business.   I spent more than a couple of hours sitting in chairs and looking under them.  I don't know if all companies do this but O.D. rates the chairs based upon how long you plan to sit on it.   A  letter   M   means Moderate, 3 to 6 hours sitting per day.  I had decided on a   M   chair  when in a moment of something I sat in one with  an   I    rating,  6 to 8 hours of sitting.  The padding is so much more than the others - and it was on special -- i.e., cheaper than most of the   M  rated.   It is mine.
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One problem:  It is called a  Big & Tall chair.   I looked; they did not have any short and squatty chairs.   So my logic....Big means  squatty.   This gives me half correct.  The kid that carried it out to my car on his shoulders - he was tall.   I had to scoot it into the house - no picking up on my shoulders.   
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So that's it.   My behind is pressed deeply into the leather comfort of my groovy chair - brown leather - no, that's wrong - the color is Expresso - and you know how I love coffee.   My feet touch the floor and the seat is wide enough to accommodate both of my legs folded under me on the chair.
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I am going to build a box out of 2 x 6 (s) for my wife to use as a foot stool as she enjoys her trips to Facebook.  Everyone should have the privilege of  being able to reach the floor.  Enough for now - time to give Fritz a big hug again.
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