Stress doesn't even begin to describe what I am going through right now. First off, yesterday was Rigby's first check up with a new vet. He was incredibly well behaved. So much so that even the vet couldn't believe what a good dog he was. When she came in and saw that he was a lhasa apso she said "Oh, Lhasa's are usually not the nicest dogs when it comes to strangers". I laughed and told her a little about my Mac who drove fear into the heart of all vets and strangers but I also told her that Rigby was the exception to the rule and he was. The problem came when she was examining his back leg and she said "you know about his right knee, right?" It turns out that he has a luxating patella which means that his knee joint slips in and out. She said that he may have to have surgery down the line but will definitely have arthritis issues when he gets older. She put him on doggie glucosamine which he will be on for the rest of his life. This upset me to no end. The vet also said that this condition is genetic. So much for going to a good breeder. On the bright side he is the nicest Lhasa Apso in the whole world so that's good. Yeah, I really love him. :)
Rigby and his loving mom
Now, on to Kerry. Oy Vey. Death and trouble(as me and my brother used to say when something went wrong). She took possession of a new apartment yesterday in Gainesville which is riddled with water damage, mold and mildew. Kerry has asthma and cannot live in a place like that. The place was totally gross including a large green painting of a penis on the back of her bedroom wall. I am now going at it with the apartment complex about either switching units or getting out of the lease completely. Of course, before they would give her keys she had to give them a cashier's check for $400 and I may be out that money but I just can't have her living in a place where the walls and floors are wet and mold is growing. I'm trying to remember that as my mom would have told me you get more flies with honey than with vinegar and not flip out on these people. Dealing with apartment rentals is what my last job was all about and I'm trying to use some of that experience in this situation but the complex sounds like they are going to try and take a hard line. Like I said before, death and trouble.
Kerry and her loving mom
I was happy to see the scale go down this morning from 158 back to 155. I had a better eating day yesterday after my private yoga session with Juliana. I'm glad she is back from her vacation. She has a very calming effect on me and I'm hoping that will help me get my eating back under control.
Well, that's it for me. I'm sure you will hear me screaming at the apartment complex manager from wherever you may live. Just ignore it and go on with your lives. :)
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