Monday, May 21, 2007
The things we forget!
I started this consarned thing 5-1/2 years ago, and promptly forgot about it! Shows you what can happen when you suffer from "CRS" -- Can't Remember 'Stuff'! LOL ...
I know better now ... I write down these sites/links/logins/passwords ... come on now, I know all of you have to do it too! It's just the nature of this beast we call the Internet ... has to be recorded some kind of way, right? Think back to the movie "War Games" where the kid knew where to look for the principal's login and password. And that was 20 years ago!
So we all have to do it. We may not like it ... but, there it is.
On to newer matters! The dog mentioned in my first original post is still with me. He may be a little slower these days (I wonder!), but he can STILL leap like a lipizzan! I kid you not, that dog can jump at least a foot in the air ... he astounds me at times.
Right now he is asleep on "his" couch. Oh yes, the living room couch has long belonged to him. And he knows it, too! He stretches across 2-1/2 of the 3 cushions and just zones out.
He is a happy camper, to say the least. Well, wouldn't you be if you had to do nothing but lay around, play with folks every now and then, eat and sleep, occasionally go out for a walk, watch TV ... yes, this dog watches TV! When I go to work, the TV gets left on for him -- Animal Planet mostly. Sometimes History Channel, Discovery or A&E.
And I swear to you, this dog (Road Warrior Bob, by the way) is much, much happier when he has his TV shows while me and the wife are at work.
Oh, how did he come by the name, you ask? Well, I found him in the middle of Interstate 26 back in 1998 at the end of June when the temperature was, kid you not, 117 that day. The poor dog was almost dead. He was just laying down in the grass in the median of the "I" and I spotted him as I zoomed past. Well, a voice from above told me to go back and get the dog. I did-- and he's been with me ever since.
Bob weighed 30 pounds when I found him, or he found me, whichever way you want to look at it. He now weighs around 75! When I got him to the vet, and said vet tried to look at the boy's gums, Bob's lip tore, he was so dehydrated. The inside of his mouth was a very pale pink. He had scars from where someone had severely restrained him with a collar. And he hated 18-wheel trucks with a passion. Still doesn't "like" them, but tolerates them.
To proceed: The vet kept Bob for 4 days, pumping I.V. fluids into him, giving him his shots, feeding him (lamb, of all things!) and just nursing him. He later told us that the only problem Bob did NOT have was heartworms. That was what saved him, at least internally. The heat was so bad, too, that Bob's brain was actually a little bit fried. He is slow sometimes, but the most loyal, loving and kind dog I have ever known. He listens, he will lay down when we tell him to, etc., etc. Cesar Milan and his "Dog Whisperer" got nothing on us! LOL
The boy is quite a handful, but one I could not imagine NOT having around.
I know better now ... I write down these sites/links/logins/passwords ... come on now, I know all of you have to do it too! It's just the nature of this beast we call the Internet ... has to be recorded some kind of way, right? Think back to the movie "War Games" where the kid knew where to look for the principal's login and password. And that was 20 years ago!
So we all have to do it. We may not like it ... but, there it is.
On to newer matters! The dog mentioned in my first original post is still with me. He may be a little slower these days (I wonder!), but he can STILL leap like a lipizzan! I kid you not, that dog can jump at least a foot in the air ... he astounds me at times.
Right now he is asleep on "his" couch. Oh yes, the living room couch has long belonged to him. And he knows it, too! He stretches across 2-1/2 of the 3 cushions and just zones out.
He is a happy camper, to say the least. Well, wouldn't you be if you had to do nothing but lay around, play with folks every now and then, eat and sleep, occasionally go out for a walk, watch TV ... yes, this dog watches TV! When I go to work, the TV gets left on for him -- Animal Planet mostly. Sometimes History Channel, Discovery or A&E.
And I swear to you, this dog (Road Warrior Bob, by the way) is much, much happier when he has his TV shows while me and the wife are at work.
Oh, how did he come by the name, you ask? Well, I found him in the middle of Interstate 26 back in 1998 at the end of June when the temperature was, kid you not, 117 that day. The poor dog was almost dead. He was just laying down in the grass in the median of the "I" and I spotted him as I zoomed past. Well, a voice from above told me to go back and get the dog. I did-- and he's been with me ever since.
Bob weighed 30 pounds when I found him, or he found me, whichever way you want to look at it. He now weighs around 75! When I got him to the vet, and said vet tried to look at the boy's gums, Bob's lip tore, he was so dehydrated. The inside of his mouth was a very pale pink. He had scars from where someone had severely restrained him with a collar. And he hated 18-wheel trucks with a passion. Still doesn't "like" them, but tolerates them.
To proceed: The vet kept Bob for 4 days, pumping I.V. fluids into him, giving him his shots, feeding him (lamb, of all things!) and just nursing him. He later told us that the only problem Bob did NOT have was heartworms. That was what saved him, at least internally. The heat was so bad, too, that Bob's brain was actually a little bit fried. He is slow sometimes, but the most loyal, loving and kind dog I have ever known. He listens, he will lay down when we tell him to, etc., etc. Cesar Milan and his "Dog Whisperer" got nothing on us! LOL
The boy is quite a handful, but one I could not imagine NOT having around.
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