Diego

Diego, 1 year old, 4 1/2 pounds of studliness

Diego, 1 year old, 4 1/2 pounds of studliness

Same song.  Next dog.  This time his name is Diego (was Coco before we got him).  It was one of those nights on Facebook when someone asked if anyone could take in this little Chihuahua male and I said, “sure”.  Don’t know for sure if we’ll keep him or if we’ll rehome him but he’s a cute little critter.  Just had him neutered, micro-chipped and vaccinated last Friday so he’s still healing.  He knows he’s a mama’s baby already.  If I leave him he will find me wherever I am.  If I leave him in bed in the dark and walk away he cries until I go back for him.  Today when my housekeeper came over he tried to eat her alive in order to protect me from her.  LOL  I’ve known her longer than I’ve known him and trust her more….but he doesn’t know that.  I crate them all when she comes so she doesn’t have to fall over them or deal with them while she’s hard at work.  All 4 1/2 pounds of him sounded quite vicious.

Today I finished the steroids the GP gave me last week.  It helped a lot while I was taking it but not long term.  The pain is back so it’s time for the MRI.  Guess they’ll set that up for some time next week.  Oh.  Joy.  I made a point of making a trip to Kroger’s today because I knew I wouldn’t be able to walk again after today.  Monday will be 5 weeks since I hurt my back and Ronnie’s been buying the groceries for us.  Such is life, I suppose.  Back to the drawing board.  I’m sure they’ll figure it out eventually.

It’s 2:30 A.M. and I can’t sleep.  Again.  Back to the chiropractor tomorrow then I’ll take Diego down to meet mom and Pepper.  Maybe they’ll play together.  Hopefully it’ll be good for both of them.  And it’ll get me out of the house for a bit as well.

I’ve got to get back in my sewing room.  I need to set aside some time strictly for sewing because it’s not working out just expecting for the time to pop up by itself.   I don’t know why I’m feeling so discouraged about my sewing right now.  Surely this too will pass.  At least I can sit down and sew so it’s something I can do no matter what my back decides to do.  <sigh>  Nothing like a little drama.  I’m outta here!

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