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Dec. 26th, 2019 02:49 pmAhhh....a cup of coffee and I finally can sit down.
Took 3 critters to the vet today. Ellie for a re-checkup. Wookie and Charlie (mom's cat) for neuters.
Ellie has lost weight, again. Down to 44 pounds. Unknown why. Blood work last time was so unremarkable that there's no indicators of cancers and things like we suspected in the first place. Now the infection she had is gone (well, mostly - yeast moved into her ears, so now there's meds for that) and she's off the steroid. But she's still neurotic as hell, anxious, and wanting to climb the table outside (where she can seriously hurt herself climbing up on bricks or hauling herself up on the table after cat food). Taking off on me (bit a nylon rope in half, injured her neck badly to get out of a collar when on a chain, injured her body badly to get out of her harness, moved her bloody dog run even with anchors - needless to say, she's not tied or in a run) and sometimes bringing back bits of someone else's trash.
Dogs do both things - she's the only one doing it, and she gets extra food due to the "I'm starving" behavior. Short of all day, very expensive, endocrine tests there's not really any more tests to do. Her fur's coming back, but I think the vet is suspicious of Cushing's disease, which isn't really treatable. But again, that'd be needing a ton of expensive tests.
So...have her month-long allergy med. Have her flea/tick med. She got three vaccinations today (rabies/distemper/leptospirosis) and I have meds for her ears. And doggie prozac for the crazy behavior. Might solve the whole thing and she calm down to the dog I knew years ago instead of this mess I inherited.
Wookie and Charlie have come out of their surgeries just fine. I'll pick them up later. They're getting their vaccs too and pain meds of course.
And next month? Back to the vet! It'll be Sweetie/Squeaky and Mr. Bean's turn for fixing and shots.
Honeybear - my ancient one who hasn't been doing well at all - is suddenly bouncy. Even chasing the red dot a little bit. This terrifies me as much as makes me happy to see, just in case it's a rally.
Holidays went well. I'm surprised and very pleased in fact at just how smoothly they went. E is so pleased with what he got. Makes me happy.
I've narrowed down just about what genetics are going to be played with in my story. Yeti crab, for the ability to withstand extreme temperatures. Orb weavers, because they are always something grabbed since there are so very many types of them. Raptors, such as the owl, hawk, and maybe eagle. Still need to narrow down exactly which species, but I think I'm getting there. Possibly spitting spiders used too, and a recluse or widow (or both). Tardigrade, maybe. Gotta see how it all works.
I'm thinking the scientists aren't playing with just one organism. Do they ever? But rather, several, trying to find the right ones for various applications. Naturally funded by the military.
Need to do a little research on my potential locations - needs to be quite remote, possibly somewhere it gets really cold but not necessarily (cuz, you know, precautions) and where people are not likely to go wandering.
Took 3 critters to the vet today. Ellie for a re-checkup. Wookie and Charlie (mom's cat) for neuters.
Ellie has lost weight, again. Down to 44 pounds. Unknown why. Blood work last time was so unremarkable that there's no indicators of cancers and things like we suspected in the first place. Now the infection she had is gone (well, mostly - yeast moved into her ears, so now there's meds for that) and she's off the steroid. But she's still neurotic as hell, anxious, and wanting to climb the table outside (where she can seriously hurt herself climbing up on bricks or hauling herself up on the table after cat food). Taking off on me (bit a nylon rope in half, injured her neck badly to get out of a collar when on a chain, injured her body badly to get out of her harness, moved her bloody dog run even with anchors - needless to say, she's not tied or in a run) and sometimes bringing back bits of someone else's trash.
Dogs do both things - she's the only one doing it, and she gets extra food due to the "I'm starving" behavior. Short of all day, very expensive, endocrine tests there's not really any more tests to do. Her fur's coming back, but I think the vet is suspicious of Cushing's disease, which isn't really treatable. But again, that'd be needing a ton of expensive tests.
So...have her month-long allergy med. Have her flea/tick med. She got three vaccinations today (rabies/distemper/leptospirosis) and I have meds for her ears. And doggie prozac for the crazy behavior. Might solve the whole thing and she calm down to the dog I knew years ago instead of this mess I inherited.
Wookie and Charlie have come out of their surgeries just fine. I'll pick them up later. They're getting their vaccs too and pain meds of course.
And next month? Back to the vet! It'll be Sweetie/Squeaky and Mr. Bean's turn for fixing and shots.
Honeybear - my ancient one who hasn't been doing well at all - is suddenly bouncy. Even chasing the red dot a little bit. This terrifies me as much as makes me happy to see, just in case it's a rally.
Holidays went well. I'm surprised and very pleased in fact at just how smoothly they went. E is so pleased with what he got. Makes me happy.
I've narrowed down just about what genetics are going to be played with in my story. Yeti crab, for the ability to withstand extreme temperatures. Orb weavers, because they are always something grabbed since there are so very many types of them. Raptors, such as the owl, hawk, and maybe eagle. Still need to narrow down exactly which species, but I think I'm getting there. Possibly spitting spiders used too, and a recluse or widow (or both). Tardigrade, maybe. Gotta see how it all works.
I'm thinking the scientists aren't playing with just one organism. Do they ever? But rather, several, trying to find the right ones for various applications. Naturally funded by the military.
Need to do a little research on my potential locations - needs to be quite remote, possibly somewhere it gets really cold but not necessarily (cuz, you know, precautions) and where people are not likely to go wandering.