Our little Barbaro

What a week! A week ago today we went canoeing with Mimsies and her husband. We also took along the dogs, figuring they would enjoy being in the water and would get good and tired. Well, they did have a blast - and Lucy was quite the little water pup. She was actually crying in the boat because she wanted to get out and swim. She was adorable! When we were almost home, we noticed her limping when we pulled over to the side. She had sliced the pad on her left foot really bad and it was bleeding a lot. Thankfully, we were close to the end and could wrap it up and take her to the vet right away. Long story short: Dave and I spent three and a half hours in this emergency room. Has anyone out there been to an emergency vet? Wow. It was quite the experience. Lucy was fine, it's just that she wasn't the priority when there were dogs and cats literally dying all over the place. So, we waited patiently and finally got our girl back to us complete with a nice pink bandage with purple hearts.





We took her into our vet on Monday morning and she got 4 staples put in. He chose not to bandage it so it could air out and hopefully heal quicker. By Tuesday morning one of the staples was out and by Tuesday afternoon they were all out. (I imagine they're either still in her little tummy or in a pile outside in the yard by now) Back we go to the vet on Tuesday afternoon. This time, she gets sutures and a new bandage.



They ask us to come back again on Friday. I have been to the vet 5 times this week. 5! And we've spent well over $300 so far...the hits keep coming. She's still got her little red bandage on and we're scheduled to go back again on Monday. Lucy is fine. She's just ready to have the bandage off so that she can go outside and play with her ball. This is really killing her! The worst part about all of this is that we just have to keep going back to the vet every few days. Oh well, it's not like they're terrible people. We have a wonderful vet!

Enough about that. I fear that I have become one of "those" people who won't stop talking about their pet. I'm done.

In other news:
My classroom is almost ready. Inservice starts on Monday and the First Day of School is on Wednesday. I'm excited and nervous and anxious. I've worked for three weeks getting my room ready. It's time to get crackin'.

Dave has been given a wonderful opportunity to go on a business trip for two weeks. To London. (As in England) Leaving tomorrow. He found out about this on Friday. Yesterday. Yes, I know. I am excited for him, but part of me is being selfish and wants him here while I go through my first 2 weeks of a new job. Also, I'm a bit leary about all the London action that we've been hearing about in the news. Please pray that he'll have a safe flight and visit.

Alright, I'm gonna jet. Just wanted to do one more post before it gets crazy this week. No promises on frequent blogs from this girl. School is back in session and I have a feeling I'll be dog tired when I get home. I'll do my best.

Ta Ta for now.