Well, despite colder than normal predictions for winter temps, a change in the Presidency and all the political unrest in the world (prior excuse used for fleecing drivers) the price of gas is steadily dropping in the face of the economic crisis and the Conspicuous Consumption Consumer Holiday in order to spur people to spend money on the retail and travel sector.
I still cannot fathom how millions and millions of people do not GET that the oil companies have been taking us to the cleaner and posting record breaking profits quarter after quarter, despite all the excuses to raise gas and here, when gas should be going higher, it has been cut in half.
I guess even when hit in the head with a 2 x 4 they cannot see the simple truth in their face.
Grrrrrrrr.
Jaz is up to 95% - I still have to get him started with the dry food, but he does fine with the canned stuff.
Little Ollie still has a puss oozing eye and is now sneezing out baby bits of blood. I called my vet like friend, Maria (bless her heart) to get her opinion on how much of Jaz's antibiotic to give him and if the terramyacin, or whatever it is (Tashi's old eye Rx) was reasonable safe for such a small guy.
So, hopefully he is on the mend as well. He still eats, drinks, poops, pee's and plays, but the eye has just been getting worse...
He scared me to death last night about 3 am. He got on my chest to lay down and within a few minutes he became excessively hot. It took me 20 minutes of messing with him and a cool wash cloth on his face to rouse him. I could not hear him breathing as I have been able to do since he got congested and I could not feel much in the way of his body moving with his breaths.
Well, he finally opened one peeper and tried to open the other one a little. He got up and ate a little and drank a little. He went back to sleep and I sat up wondering if he normally sleeps that deep everynight or if he was just spiking a temp. He doesn't normally get on my chest until about 6 am before we get out of bed...
Snuggie played with me a little tonight. Ollie jumped next to him and Snuggie did not notice him and ended up doing a 180 and hissing and growling like mad.
Someday they'll be buds... no wine before its time!
Dad - Being his typical silly self...
We miss you dad!