Froday!
I went to the orthopedist yesterday for the third (final) ankle x-ray, and the bone is healing well. My ankle still bothers me a little, but the doctor said that's normal, and that it'll take a full 5-6 months to fully heal. I'm cleared to do everything except run and (as she said) "sports like soccer which put so much stress on the ankles". Not much worry there, my only 'sport' is Pippin Walkies. For anyone interested in medical stuff, below the cut is a close-up x-ray of my ankle. It's reversed, so the protruding bone on the outside of the right ankle shows up on the left. You can see the little black line (it looks like a mouth) on the very bottom edge of the protrusion that's still knitting together.
I finally got down on my hands and knees and weeded out the enormous amount of Creeping Charlie from around the front bushes and plants. This insidious vine grows everywhere, and quickly, and seemingly wants to choke the life out of every plant it deems unworthy to live. Luckily, it pulls out in big, vine-y bunches, so it didn't take long.
(photo from the Web)
Believe it not, Pippin hasn't spent a night away from me (or Shiremom, when I'm traveling) in the eight years we've been together. But my niece is getting married in August and it's going to be a long day of rehearsal, preparations, 4 p.m. wedding, reception, dinner, hotel overnight, and family breakfast the next morning, so it'll be easier on everyone if Pippin has a place to stay. Donna, one of my very dearest high school friends with whom I've reconnected this year, lives about 20 minutes away and has offered to watch Pippin. Donna has a blind Golden Retriever rescue pup named Ginger who is a sweet and very calm doggie. Shiremom and I took Pippin to Donna's for a visit, and after the dogs got acquainted and the humans chatted, we left Pippin there without us for a few hours. Everything went well, so next month we'll do it again for a longer time so Pippin gets used to the house and Ginger. Now Pippin gets to stay at Aunt Donna's the day/night of the wedding, which is a relief. I hated the idea of boarding her out somewhere with strangers.
Being around Donna’s dog is interesting. Being blind, Ginger mostly uses her nose to learn about people. Big, enthusiastic sniffs everywhere, even licking a little to ‘taste’ you, then she gets who you are and is satisfied to let you into the house.
Summer's just begun, but I already have several large, itchy mosquito bites. They adore me. *sigh*
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I finally got down on my hands and knees and weeded out the enormous amount of Creeping Charlie from around the front bushes and plants. This insidious vine grows everywhere, and quickly, and seemingly wants to choke the life out of every plant it deems unworthy to live. Luckily, it pulls out in big, vine-y bunches, so it didn't take long.
(photo from the Web)
Believe it not, Pippin hasn't spent a night away from me (or Shiremom, when I'm traveling) in the eight years we've been together. But my niece is getting married in August and it's going to be a long day of rehearsal, preparations, 4 p.m. wedding, reception, dinner, hotel overnight, and family breakfast the next morning, so it'll be easier on everyone if Pippin has a place to stay. Donna, one of my very dearest high school friends with whom I've reconnected this year, lives about 20 minutes away and has offered to watch Pippin. Donna has a blind Golden Retriever rescue pup named Ginger who is a sweet and very calm doggie. Shiremom and I took Pippin to Donna's for a visit, and after the dogs got acquainted and the humans chatted, we left Pippin there without us for a few hours. Everything went well, so next month we'll do it again for a longer time so Pippin gets used to the house and Ginger. Now Pippin gets to stay at Aunt Donna's the day/night of the wedding, which is a relief. I hated the idea of boarding her out somewhere with strangers.
Being around Donna’s dog is interesting. Being blind, Ginger mostly uses her nose to learn about people. Big, enthusiastic sniffs everywhere, even licking a little to ‘taste’ you, then she gets who you are and is satisfied to let you into the house.
Summer's just begun, but I already have several large, itchy mosquito bites. They adore me. *sigh*
This entry was originally posted at https://shirebound.dreamwidth.org/1511326.html. You are welcome to comment at Dreamwidth or Livejournal.