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Health Insurance

We may have none right now until we opt into COBRA or another plan. Zoe, on the other hand, needs a full physical exam and rabies shot so that she can remain in quarantine in case we need to move overseas. One day after the deadline and she would need to be quarantined another six months so Zoe gets what we need and also a nasty jugular blood draw sent to a State lab, no matter what our situation or budget. Zoe’s been DEFRA-eligible for 11 years (eligible for EU countries), and we’re not about to change things now.

The US only recognizes a three-year rabies vaccine and the EU one year so I must have our Zoe vaccinated for rabies for three years every year in order to qualify for DEFRA, what has been the most stringent policy for dogs overseas.

She just turned 12, 84 in “people” years, and I do not want to send her overseas. She recently passed all her blood tests with and “A” but I think anything but a long car trip would be too much. She does love riding in the car. Has her harness for hard roads, a 4″ orthopaedic bed and food and bowls and blankets.

She’s having more trouble getting up to our bed. I know the routine. Happy, excited and chasing a ball, this distance. Normal, a run and jump. Tired, a longer run and jump (strategically placed rubber mats as runners in bedroom and bathroom rug) and really tired and old, now, is a whine and Dee gets up and does the Otis elevator to the top, even in the middle of the night. That little whine happens a lot now. She loves her pack and chooses her place. She is such a loving and demanding companion.

We’ve noticed that she needs more “oomph” to get up and her back legs trail while her front legs get her up where she wants to be. She has no hips, so we just want to know what to do at age twelve to keep her fit and agile. She is on a great diet and I do give her hip supplements even though she grew her own with cartilage. Our bed is high and she can no longer get up on her own. She can get down because her front end is very strong and she can walk and run, just not get up to our bed.

Whatever happens to us, we’re certain that Zoe will be OK. We don’t have kids so she’s our gal and my husband spoils her shamelessly. Let’s hope her next exam goes well. Also, much more important, that we all have a good day. Hug your spouse and dog! Be there for your pack, family, kids, everyone. Dee

ps Don’t forget the cat.

Our days…

go up and down. This financial market really stinks and it’s tough to get a good job. Some of the good jobs are at much less than what Jim was making and then it costs twice the amount he was making to be able to live there.

There are good moments and bad, even the dog is affected (and she has tons of food and excellent care). I’m cutting costs on food like crazy and we won’t allow ourselves to go out to a cheap lunch except once a week. He spends his days online and on phone interviews before going to a face-to-face interview here or across the country. I try to get him out of the house at least once a day to clear his head and spend time with the dog while I’m cleaning or cooking, because I can’t make a lot of noise with washer/dishwasher/vacuum when he’s on the phone.

I want to stay positive as I know we’ll end up OK. It’s more important to stay positive for Jim. I love all of our family and friends and thank you for your support. Cheers! Dee

Smile

I just ran into a guy with two Llhasas that I had the opportunity to take care of recently.  Very interesting dogs.  My version of Alpha/Beta does not coincide with the owners!  But I’m just the neighbor who takes them out and feeds them,

Zoe ran and said “hello” to Rick.  He said that when he sees Zoe, which is Greek for “life,” all he can think of is “smile.”  That’s our sweet girl in a nutshell.  The happiest critter I’ve ever seen.  When she was relinquished with her litter at the shelter at five weeks, she was full of fleas (flea bath) and had a nasty case of coccidia and hookworm that we took care of three days later.

Since then she’s had both hips removed as a pup (at six and nine months) and has recovered nicely, able to get up to the counter for steak and stove for croissants.  We love our little shelter girl. She’s sleeping right now, making sure neither of us go out the front door. Yes, a herder.  ‘night now.  Dee

Commercial Cloning of Dogs

Apparently it’s been done, and the mitochondrial DNA produces dogs with slight variations on their cloner’s characteristics and demeanors.

In a fantasy world I would love Zoe’s sunny personality to persist into the future, not her obstinate nature or severe hip dysplasia. But if science perfected the dog, where would be the individuality and what makes us love them and them love us?

While I know nearly every facet of Zoe’s mind, she amazes me every day. As she’ll turn five years old this month, I can guarantee she doesn’t know this of me. She is surprising, enthusiastic, loving and very happy, and we call her the “Hipless Wonder” among other names, including “Runty Mutt” and “Noodlehead.”

Zoe should never be cloned, not because of her physical deformity or mentally stubborn characteristics but because she is an individual and should be respected as such. No, she doesn’t wear clothes, only her own fur coat. She is treated well, goes out often and gets the best of food (frozen raw food and organic chicken broth).

While she is the apple of our eyes, another family might not be the right “fit” for everyone. We love our dog dearly and wouldn’t want any dog to go through two hip surgeries where her original hips were removed and she had to grow her own. She can now run fast and corner like crazy through trees and leave bigger dogs at a loss.

She is a challenging mutt that herds and is very determined to get her way. Cloning? No way. Now the cloners would say she’s not perfect. I’d have to say that Zoe is perfect … for us.

El Paso II

My hombre braved the big mall and crowds and traffic, just to make it to the Apple Store to buy new video software. En route home I asked him to stop at the store and pick up milk and honey. He called from the store.

That was the first time he left home today, nearing 5:00 p.m. Three things I asked him to do today: replace a pendant light bulb I really need to cook by (and I had one on hand) that I couldn’t reach; walk the dog; and go to the store for two things.

Upon returning he walked the dog and stepped in a dog mess because there have been no bags out here or irresponsible owners or holiday caretakers don’t give a darn about picking up after their pooches. That really irks me, that people don’t pick up. He’s just had me wash everything he was wearing (yes, Val the Vet) and just took a 30-minute shower while dinner is in the oven.

I really don’t want to write something nasty about all of the people who make our lofts work, but so many things were left undone before they took off for the holidays. Simple things like doggie bags and paper towels and toilet paper for residents and their guests during a long weekend, in the public areas.

This is our second Christmas here, out of five. During the latter portion of the week, we basically were meringue mushrooms sitting on a chocolate hazelnut buttercream yule log cake, so far. Now we have a weekend but are still getting over this cold we got from different places starting at Thanksgiving. Personally, I’m working on pneumonia and am sitting up, here, in the middle of the night so as not to fill my lungs with fluid. ‘Tis time for drastic measures, Whole Foods beckons for Wellness Formula.

Even though this is a semi-transient locale, some of us actually stay here for the holidays. I’m even learning how to make latkes. So we need the people we pay to prep this place when they close things down.

Anyway, my cowboy Knight in Shining Armor took a bullet tonight. He’s picked right up and started all over again and looks forward to dinner. Yes, this man in near middle age has never changed a diaper in his life. I’ve done at least a few hundred. Icky stuff is out there. Cowboys deal with the situation, make their peace and go on with life.

Hopefully my Jim will be able to, as all he did was essentially step in a dog patty (and he grew up on a dairy), grow from this experience and see what mothers and cooks and veterinarians and nurses and others go through every day, without whining.

Yes, he’ll get a good dinner this evening: ham with grainy mustard and honey; scalloped potatoes and a salad. And we care for all the people who make our lives easier, pleasant and interesting. Hope you enjoyed the sales today – I stayed away. Dee

ps He’s watching Alton Brown on dips, loves the science of it, not the cooking. OK, he’s redeemed, except he did wash his leather driving shoes in the shower and they may never recover. D

Roll Over, Zoe!

Here is a video of Zoe rolling over.  My contribution to my loving wife’s blog.  Hope you like it.  Jim

This is Dee.  First off, I wasn’t given credit as producer, or even Catering Company.  Second I have it on good authority that the star was paid in lamb biscuits and not union scale.  But then I haven’t checked her SAG credentials.

The birthday boy took the afternoon off, so we could go and see a ridiculously expensive place to live and drive around in the rain.  Zoe dog is ready go into her crate with PBK (frozen extreme peanut butter Kong) and we’ve been talking with neighbors, sharing stories and recipes and our new trifle bowl.

Now we have to go to dinner downtown.  Enjoy the video.  Roll over!  Dee

Happy Holidays

Zoe grew out of her jingle bell collar so it was given away. I will not make her pose for a photo for you or make her wear reindeer antlers. So all I can say is enjoy this season, with family and friends. Cook a few healthy things but make them taste good. I’ll be around and probably writing about this and that, and you can catch up as one of your New Years’ resolutions. Cheers! Dee

The Cold That Keeps on Giving

Jim left for work this morning, only to come back seconds later for his dress coat (why, when it was 77 degrees today?) Then he came back again in a minute, only to get undressed and back in bed, where he’s been for the day. I’ve got it too, have had some version of this cold since Thanksgiving weekend.

I made lunch and took a trip to the store, checked up on a neighbor, RSVP’d to a holiday invitation and ran laundry, and also brushed out the dog, who looks very fluffy and clean. Jim just ordered pizza so I wouldn’t have to make it myself. Hopefully after a good night’s sleep we’ll be better tomorrow.

Top Chef should be on (missed it last night) shortly and I’ll check it out. I’ve been missing it more often than not this season. Delivery pizza overlooking the city, which we haven’t been able to see for the past couple of days due to round-the-clock fog.

Between the Big Three bailout and choice of religious leader to provide the inauguration invocation, it’s been a very political day. Jim’s watching Jim Lehrer in bed and I’m overlooking the lights and putting my random thoughts together on your behalf.

Nanny says it’s going to take much longer than two hours to peruse her books and notes regarding becoming a great cook. If she has the time, I’ll make the time. Don’t worry, you’ll hear about it! Keep that stove and oven working! Dee

Happy, Tired Dog

We picked up Zoe last night and Jim’s allergies started getting to him so he gave her a bath. The moment the water hit her, he noticed she smelled pretty bad. Previously, he’d petted and calmed her while I picked up a few groceries en route home after our trip, and noticed that her neck was pretty matted from dog slobber. Give some, get some!

I hear that it was a good weekend at the “dog spa” and that they all had a great time together, sliming each other and playing. Today she is following me place to place and sleeping soundly. Now she’s clean but over twelve hours later, still not dry enough to brush out. I’ll run my errands then come back to her.

We usually take her with us to the farm, but this was an unusual weekend and we had guests so we put her up for the weekend. She must have had fun as she’s not usually this tired. Our Aussie mix, Runty Mutt, Noodle Doodle, our dear Hipless Wonder.

Our blog made notionscapital.com this weekend in “Blogs With Bite.” I’ll have to figure out a trifle recipe to contribute, perhaps attempt this one again with my own lemon curd. I’m going to the specialty store today and getting some meat and unique veggies. Nothing specific, whatever is fresh and catches my eye.

Zoe’s “spa” was remiss in giving her several meals I’d pre-packaged for her. They also did not give her frozen PBK’s (peanut butter Kong’s) and I had to ask for the rest of her items one by one. She didn’t lose any weight so must have eaten their food. It bothers me, though, to pay a premium for daycare (play time with other dogs) and overnights and not have them follow my simple instructions.

Next time we go to the farm she’ll come along and enjoy all the people, dogs, squirrels, goats but not the bulls. Today it’s broccoli-cheese soup. I left the cauliflower, and the pea, soups at Jim’s folks, along with new quiche pans. It’s only taken seven years but I’m introducing Jim’s family to new tastes and offering Margie unique ways to use leftovers on her work days.

Jim said yesterday that I’m expensive, and I don’t even shop! He tempered that by stating that I was a wise investment. Good husband…. Dee

Busy Saturday

Pre-Thanksgiving.  We’re not even having the family here but are going on a five-hour drive to see everyone in my husband’s clan.  I was up cooking at 6:00 a.m. and running laundry.  We had a ton of errands today and hopefully I’ll get everything done before we leave perhaps Wednesday afternoon (only if we can beat the traffic) or early Thursday morning.

Zoe scratched the top of the leather console in our “new” car after I told her to stay in the back and she moved to the second seat, then the front.  Bad girl.  That gave me license to get the dog barrier to keep her in the back, and spend nearly as much on an orthopedic bed for her new area.  I hope she likes her first long trip in it – she is a great car dog except when she thinks we’re leaving her.

So at 6:00 a.m. I made spicy almonds and cashews (look it up for the link on my site, they wouldn’t let me print it nearly 20 years later), spinach balls and a cranberry/orange/ginger compote that is way too tangy for these southern taste buds.  I’ll have to heat it up and add more sugar.

Last weekend Jim bought me a real “torch” for sugar and other work in the kitchen.  So today we went to pricy Sur La Table and in five minutes I spent enough for the day.  Two non-stick tart pans for quiche at Jim’s mother’s next weekend; ramekins for creme brulee; two lions-head French onion soup bowls (there’s a story, if you don’t already know it); and Jim wanted two ceramic spoons ostensibly for soup, but who knows.

Guest chef CJ served individual omelets for brunch in our community kitchen today.  All the floors are torn up, another Ike victim.  But after losing Mom and everything, it was good to see people again and we made the best of it.

I’m trying to get ready for a cooking class for a couple of teenage cousins post-Thanksgiving and work on a number of other things.  I probably won’t be writing as much but you’ll be involved in family preparations and will not be reading as much!

I wish you a happy, heart-felt Thanksgiving.  We will join over fifty of Jim’s relatives this year with three new babies and at least one new pup.  Whatever happens, it will be an interesting day.  This is my seventh year at this Thanksgiving and I always thank Nanny and Ann and all the others who make it happen.

Cheers, Dee