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The Bee Blog
As luck would have it, my dog, Bliss stepped on a bee at the dog park today. I called an urgent care in Escondido to ask how much anti histamine to give her, and the girl said, "You do know that giving antihistamine by mouth doesn't do any good don't you?" She had an attitude like I was the dumbest person on earth. She said it would cost me several hundred dollars for shots to make her well. I have had problems with that place before. If their cash register isn't ringing, they treat you with disdain. I told her that I didn't want to bring my dog in unless she got worse. In Josh's case, he had to take Cotton in because the dog was going into anaphylactic shock. The signs are: throwing up, weakness, trembling, diaherrea, breathing quickly, wheezing, has pale gums, fever or collapses. I'm keeping an eye on her for now. From now on, I'm taking my pets to California Vet Specialists on Rancho Santa Fe in San Marcos. They treat me very well and I trust them.— January 1, 2010 2:05 p.m.
Sad Santa
Thanks skennerl. Bad health has made me feel old. I'm falling apart more and more every day. 4 major surgeries since 2004, and now my knees are going. I was once engaged to a guy who was a year older than my dad. Almost every one of his friends is dead from old age, sickness or drugs. Most of them were in the music biz and their music is still played on the radio (the oldies stations, of course) and it's terribly depressing to hear it. My kid says they are haunting me. It's true. Whatever advantage I had in knowing them wasn't worth having to hear about their tragic deaths later.— December 30, 2009 9:27 p.m.
The Bee Blog
Redsox: I hadn't thought of this, but up until 1 1/2 years ago, I rescued cats! That's probably why we didn't have rats! Terriers were originally bred to dig for vermin, and my pittie is a good digger. When we heard noises in the oven, she's the dog who went nuts, but we didn't see any rats. When my daughter was at home, she said I made life too comfy for them because someone tried to break into my car right outside my bedroom window, and the dogs didn't make a peep. Scratched the paint, dented the door. She said I should keep my electric blanket turned off so they won't be lazy. The dog pictured above was caught shaking a cat in a neighbor's garage when animal control officers picked her up. Cats aren't a good idea around here. But thanks to the pest control company, we've been ratless for a week. Josh: Sorry about Cotton. My Lab got stung at the dog park two years ago. She lifted her paw and started drooling. I had to carry and drag all 65 pounds of her to the car. And yes, it was expensive. If you have pet insurance, you'll get reimbursed.— December 30, 2009 9:14 p.m.
A Pretty Pickle
Rickeysays his mom can take the soldier's cat. How wonderful!— December 29, 2009 11:55 p.m.
The Bee Blog
I don't know about bees, but we've had rats for the first time since we moved here in 1994. Gross! The pest control guy was stunned when he found out we have three dogs in the house. They are too comfy and warm to get out of bed to chase rats at night. They seriously need to start earning their keep!— December 29, 2009 11:52 p.m.
Alone for the Holidays
I don't know. I'll ask her. She doesn't have kids and has not lived with her husband yet, so maybe she doesn't think she has anything in common with them.— December 29, 2009 8:34 p.m.
Sad Santa
Very good, Pete S. You may have a winner here. I've been very depressed today about getting older. Almost everyone I used to know is now dead. Tried to get ahold of Barry White's manager today, thought I'd ask him for an interview. I bet he had many good stories about the old music business. I knew him when I was a kid in Hollywood. Turns out he died at the beginning of the year. I had eye reconstruction due to skin cancer in November. I'm 51 and the other patients in the plastic surgeon's office were in their 70s and 80s. Same thing at Southwest Cancer Care where I go as a breast cancer survivor. The other patients are older than my parents. Somehow, I managed to get gypped... Grandpa used to say, "Don't ever get old." Now I know why.— December 29, 2009 12:28 a.m.
A Horse is a Horse, of course, of course
I think auntie is just fed up with all of the horses*** in her neighborhood,and I don't mean just what comes out the horses back end.— December 29, 2009 12:17 a.m.
Hot for Pot
"Big" is great. I took a copy of the Reader to him yesterday, so he could see his story. He was most appreciative.— December 28, 2009 4:57 p.m.
Stealing Christmas Gifts (where's McGruff the Crime Dog?)
My brother-in-law is French and owns a restaurant. I'll ask him about this issue when I see him next.— December 28, 2009 4:43 p.m.