I just finished measuring all the downstairs windows for screens. The CEO has someone coming on the 19th to install screens. I found that I can order and save more than 1/2 of what she was willing to pay. Anyhow, her mantra is "My guy is coming on the 19th, if you can have screens by then I'll cancel him." I think I'm going to make it.
We went to the coast with my in-laws this past weekend and had a great time. However, there was a dark shadow hanging over us while we were there because the moment we arrived we got a call from our friend that our dog had been hit by a car! Apparently he jumped her fence and tried to make his way back home I guess? He didn't get very far before he was hit by the car. Thankfully the police picked him up and brought him to the emergency animal hospital. Our poor friend felt horrible. The whole thing was a mess our dog had no identification on him our friend called the police and luckily they had picked him up because she was having no luck searching the streets for him. She rushed to the hospital to be with him and even called in her brother and sister to help out. She managed to contact me moments after we arrived at the coast (2 hours away). After speaking to the vet we decided to admit him to the hospital to get him on oxygen and have x-rays taken. They told us to call in the morning and they would have a better prognosis but the vet said his chances were fair to poor. We decided to stay the night at the coast for our own safety because I don't think we could have navigated the dark curving and street lamp-less one lane highway back safely. I don't think the CEO or I slept well at all. Thank goodness by the morning his prognosis had changed and things were looking up. He would need to be monitored for the next 24 to 48 hours but should be able to go home after that. On Sunday evening we finally got to see our boy. The poor guy looked pretty tired and beat up, bandages on his two front legs, breathing heavy but on the bright side he was vigorously wagging his tail when he saw us. We all headed home much relieved to have our best boy with us. He has since been to see our vet and his wounds are looking better and his breath is better and he's not limping like an old man any more. It looks like he should be OK. It would have been devastating to loose a second dog so soon.
5 comments:
Wow, the pressure is on you. I must say I was on your side until I came over, walked up the porch just in time to catch Z who was climbing/falling out the window.
I think screens might be in order, although, she will be able to dismatle those suckers in no time.
Have you priced steel bars?
I'm happy that Simon is on the mend. I wanted to cry when I see him come home from the vet.
jb
"when I see him come home from the vet"
that there is some good english.
Yes, again, complaining or not I believe the concern was safety when it came to the screens.
I'm glad Simon's doing okay. Hopefully he'll heal fast and fully.
Ka
Poor Simon is so sad with his conehead. What's worse is that Z keeps grabbing the edges of the cone, shoving her face inside of it and screaming, "Good boy, Simon! Good boy!" He can't catch a break, that guy.
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