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I don’t know how they are wired like they are
Had hernia surgery yesterday. Ended up being a 2 for 1 deal as they did both sides as the left was starting to go.
Dog refused to leave our room at bed time last night. I don’t know how they are wired like they are, but man’s best friend? Indeed.
Here's my double hernia back in 1984 story: The doctor wouldn't release me from the hospital until I urinated so I spent the night there. Early the next morning a couple of nice looking nurse's aids came in and gave me a urinal bottle. They came back a little later and asked if I had urinated yet. I said no and that I don't think I can laying here in bed. They suggested that I stand up and try, and I said I didn't think I was able to get up on my own. They helped me up, one girl holding each arm, I'm standing by the bed, one girl hands me the bottle and says now try. There's no way can I go with those two girls watching. I suggested that maybe I could go if I went in the bathroom. They said they would have to go in with me as they couldn't leave me unattended. All of a sudden I felt dizzy and said put me back on the bed. Well, they proved me wrong about not being able to go with them (i.e. the girls) watching. The doctor was contacted and authorized catherization. They come back later with the equipment. I'm not sure how much they got but their 32 oz. jar overflowed. I did end up getting to go home later that (early) evening.
Hopefully the surgical techniques have improved so recovery it isn't as painful as it was 37 years ago. Anyway, wishing you a speedy recovery.
Great job on the rescue. I second the name.After 17 years with a dog, I've been four without one until yesterday. I was thinking about another Bernese, but I ended up going the rescue route vis PAWS Chicago. She's a one year old Hurricane rescue from Louisiana. She has apparently never lived in a home before. She was relatively calm last night, but I never thought to think that she'd never seen a television before, and she kind of freaked when I launched the 75" last night, seemed to calm down after a bit and it's not even phasing her this morning.
Her PAWS name was Lexa, which is a little too close to a not fondly remembered girlfriend, so I'm thinking of naming her Deety in honor of our dearly departed.
Are you launching them into space Commie?I went with Annie. Fits the form that dog trainers say is best: two syllables with a hard E on the end. Plus, I am seriously thinking about adding a male Bernese and will name him Jonny. So, I'd have John and Annie, and if you don't get that, you'll need to fuck all the way off.
So far, with the adoption fee, the extra donation that I added on and three trips to petco, She's already passed one pair of Crockett & Jones and well worth it.
Plus, I think it would be more fitting for someone to name a new cat after Deety.
Are you launching them into space Commie?
I was thinking more Belka and Strelka.If they were both males, Bernie and Franklin would absolutely be my call.