Heavy Metal Suicide

I am happy to report that Layla has made it through surgery! She is recovering at the vet's office and we'll know tomorrow if we can bring her home. When Dr. Whitworth went in, he discovered that it was not a needle that was causing the problems. It was a shard of metal that had gone through her stomach and was now completely enveloped by her liver. Layla had
heavy metal poisoning and that is why her red blood cells were down a month ago. All the medicine we gave her must have boosted her system, so that's why we thought she was better. I had decided not to get x-rays in May because she recovered. Whoops! So anyhow, Layla has had a piece of metal in her for about 3 months.

It was when Layla first got sick back in April that she started being really mean to Finnigan. They used to play together all the time. Well, after she "recovered", Layla never really went back to being friendly with him. We're hoping that this piece of metal is the reason, and not just the fact that Layla is a heartless b.

I Can't Even Sew!

I just dropped Layla off for emergency surgery to remove a needle from her stomach. Apparently she has been bleeding internally since a few months ago because this needle perforated her stomach and possibly her liver. When she stopped barking when we came home, as well as let Finn bound around the house unchecked, we knew something was wrong. My only question is, how on earth did she swallow a needle? Layla is not a chewer. In fact we leave her out by herself when we are gone. She never touches anything (except wooden pencils weird as that is) so I can't imagine how she swallowed a needle, let alone a sewing needle. We don't even have sewing needles in our house! Anyhow, Dr. Whitworth said there is a chance Layla won't make it as she has already lost so much blood, but he said he was confident she will be ok. I started to cry a little but I hardly got to say goodbye to her before they took her away. Anyhow, say a prayer for Layla!

Spoiled Rotten

So I'm back. Well, I've been back but I have yet to receive any pictures from my mom or Aunt Cindi hint, hint, so I really didn't have anything to put on here because without pictures, who wants to look at my page?

Anyhow, I had a great picture that I took last night, but something went wrong with my card and i had to reformat it, aka delete all my photos. Anyhow, I was craving something bad for me and we did not appear to have anything. So I randomly decided to open the bottom vegetable drawers of the refrigerator to see if there was anything sugary hiding down there. Our bottom drawers are opaque, so you can't see what is in them. So I pulled open the drawer and found something similar to this:


Only of course there was no bowl and there was more black to it and it was rotting through a plastic vegetable bag. I think it might have been parsley, but I'm not sure. I needed dental records to identify it. It did curb my appetite though.

And, for all those of you who think myspace is a waste of time, I would like to share a website I discovered thanks to a post from Jennifer Kirby. I think you will find this infinitely valuable, or perhaps just mildly entertaining.
This website allows you to look up the #1 song at any point in history, and of course history really only goes back to the 1890's. I'm pretty sure there was no music before then anyhow, other than chanting monks. Considering the era I was born in, I am quite happy to report that my song was one of the few disco songs that is tolerable.

Gone to Florida

Death and or Taxes

"In this world nothing is certain but death and taxes."
Benjamin Franklin
It seems that it won't be death AND taxes for Mr. and Mrs. Brown, but instead, they have vowed for death BEFORE taxes.

The story talks about Ed and Elaine Brown who claim that there is no law requiring citizens to pay taxes. Therefore, they have avoided paying taxes for the last decade. Because of their refusal to pay, they have been sentenced to prison and been told they owe the government $200,000. Mr. and Mrs. Brown have said that they will die before they pay or go to prison. The government is now in a perplexing situation as they get to choose between ignoring this or getting into a shoot-out with a grandma and grandpa over money.

When I first read about this case, my initial thought was, "Crazy people." Then as I read on my thoughts changed to, "Could they really be right?" I was intrigued that the Brown's could actually make a case for not paying their taxes. Very interesting.

But as I read on further, I discovered something that really ticked me off. I found out that our own government is pushing a bill that will forgive all back taxes owed by illegal immigrants. So the Brown's own hypocritical government would like to lock them up while at the same time they smooth the way for the millions of people here illegally by erasing their debts. What a quandry we are in as a country. How can our goverment wave a special wand of forgiveness over illegal immigrants, but refuse to give it's own citizens the same consideration?

Fight for Life

You really need to check out this video. You have to watch all of it though, don't stop early. No, I am not sick and twisted, just keep watching.

Oh no you di'int!

Today I dropped Finn and Layla off at the vet. When I came to pick them up that afternoon, the nice, yet weird vet assistant was there. He just happened to have a giant snake around his neck and was acting like that was a normal occurance, which perhaps it is seeing as I was at the vet. As I was paying, here was our conversation:

Me: "How soon can we get Finn neutered? I don't want to do it too early."

Finn: Stares out door while panting.

Snake Charmer/Vet Assistant: Petting snake. "I would wait a month or so. Well, let me see...if I can get personal here for a minute." Walks toward me.

Me: Staring at snake waiting to see if maybe it would start to constrict on the guy's neck. Wondering if I would finally be able to find out if I have the strength and courage to save someone from a snake attack.

Snake Charmer/Vet Assistant: Bends down over Finn and reaches hands under and back to Finn's special purpose. "Well, he only has one testicle dropped...wait, no there's the other one. He has both, but I would give him some time with them."

Finn: Stares out door while panting.

Me: "You just grabbed his testicles." Sick.