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Carol's Blog for 2017


The views and opinions expressed in this blog are the personal views of Carol and are not necessarily intended to reflect the views of the
Ozark Dogs Rescue Organization.

Be who you are and say what you feel...Because those that matter... don't mind...And those that mind... don't matter."

 
 
 
2/24: barely....   Weather is beautiful.  Starry sky, gentle breeze, about 65 outside at midnight and 5' of pollen.   Hope the allergy pill kicks in soon. 
        Still feel so bad about Molly.  I keep thinking how scared she must be.  It is just not fair.  People make me so angry.  It is not like her mommy can't come home.  This is almost like when I was caring for Annie and I told her mommy she was dying from grief and she needed to come home.  But she wouldn't.  Left me with the horrible choice.  I waited as long as I could, but age had taken it's toll and this stress of feeling abandoned was too much for her.  Just wrong.  Unless you are dead, incapacitated or captive, you CAN choose to be where you are needed.  But then some people are not real 'dog' people.   I admit I was one of them once and how I regret some choices...but I was young.  These dog mommies are not.  
      I'm excited.  My daughter is coming to stay for the month of April.  If she drives, my granddaughter will come with, fly back home, then return for the drive home.  She can't stay because of work and other responsibilities but I will be so glad to see her too. 
      Shiloh has a very excited adopter.  I switched out Beth Anns vet appointment for Shiloh so I can be sure she is fine before she leaves Saturday.  I'm sure what I am seeing is from the stress Molly caused her, but want to be sure.  I also want to be sure she is not in someway injured.  She did get knocked off the deck and fell about 2' from Molly attacking her.  With her bad leg, things like that are more scary then normal. 
     Guess the Zurtec is kicking in.  Just an itchy nose remains.  Back to bed! 
2/23:  Over the edge.  I rarely totally come unglued but I am there this morning.  Molly has got to leave.  She is a good dog and as sweet as can be but she terrorizes my guys.  Poor Shiloh is scared to move without me escorting her from room to room.  If any of them go outside in the middle of the night to potty, she follows them out and then sits on the deck and growls, not letting them come back, even within 40 feet of the house.  I have to get up, put on shoes and go escort them in.  I may have an adopter for Shiloh, but right now, Shiloh is not acting right.  It is probably just being terrorized, but it could be illness.  Until Molly leaves or I spend umpteen $$$ on tests, I can't let Shiloh leave not knowing the cause. 
     I had to take Shiloh with to go feed the 3 in the shop because I can't leave her alone for a second with Molly.  I discover Beth Ann has broken the blow up collar that keeps her from licking her wound.  I did not get to Petco yesterday to get the smaller size.  Will that be $40 wasted?  Will she break it too? 
     I could not stay down in the shop long enough to wait for JoJo and Sadena to finish eating, so when I do get back down there, I will have a bowl full of pee.  JoJo does that a lot.  I'm just too tired and can't take it.  I can be fine with my 'forever' bunch; Goofy, Parker, Cotton, Sahara, Zelda, Hanna, Chipi, Leslie and Freedom.  I am even ok with Patty, Pumpkin, Fraz, Emo and Cola.  Sadie is a doll and no trouble.  But I am worn out with trips to the shop to feed, medicate, bandage, poop scoop, change water......   I've got too many 'needy' dogs.  Goofy is finally getting over his diarrhea but the Science Diet I/D is total crap.  It works but has no nutritional value what so ever. 
     Just took Molly to boarding.  Broke my heart but have to put my guys first.
     Swapped Beth Anns' vet appointment to Shiloh so I can be sure she is ok.  I don't want to send her if she is sick.  Guess I will head to Petco and get a new blow up collar for Beth Ann.  Dang allergies are already starting....  
2/21: Beth Ann has been here since July 2015!  I had her burns under control and we were getting close.  Now her burn has really grown and looks terrible just in the past few days.  Had to put her by herself because she is so sore that she is afraid Sadena will jump on her and she is getting really protective.  I don't blame her.  So she has the second apartment all to herself.  I need to go to Petco tomorrow and see if they have a large blow up collar.  I have med and XL.  The XL is too big but has to do for the night.  Surgery is planned for her next week.  Freedom is the following week.  Then 2 weeks after that is JoJo  I think my bank account will have just enough money left for another month of food and it will be empty.  I had figured it would get me through July.  Not going to happen.  Molly will be here until about the 5th.  Kathleen and Bob are coming on the 6th to help with Freedom.  I'm just so warn out and just thinking about this next 30 days has me even more worn out.  At least Goofys diarrhea is under control.  He is on expensive 'prescription formula'  food and it seems to be working .  I am grateful for that. 
2/19:  All the extra dogs are gone.  Miss them, yet don't.  Molly has been at Lisa's dads for several days.   I don't want her traumatized, which I know boarding wiould do to her for 2 weeks, but also hate my guys being traumatized by her.  If she would behave or not chew up the chain link, or get along with JoJo, being here would be fine.  But she won't.  Hoping her 4 day visit away from here will put her more at ease and she will not feel the need to climb the pack ladder.
     I hurt so bad the past few days.  There is a decompression machine at the chiropractor and it pulled on my hips.  I didn't feel any discomfort then, but I have paid the price since.  I looked it up and there are a few warnings.  Since my hip problem has never been diagnosed in 68 years of problems, I suspect I have one of those conditions that it warns about. 
     Handyman came to look over my list today.  Don't know how it will work out.  I hate that I can not do the simplest things anymore.  Can't even get on a step stool to change a light bulb or bend down to re-nail a baseboard.  I just want this house in shape so the 'final clean up' will be easy when I am ready to move.  If I can get things done, I'll list it 'by owner' on Zillow directing it to an 'animal' lover audience.  It is so perfect for that and I hate to see all my hard work torn down.
2/15... barely.  12:12 a.m.  Just got back in the house.  One of the rescues' dog was out.  At least it didn't leave.... but if it had of, I wouldn't be up.  The dogs would have stopped barking and I would have figured it was another critter causing their dissatisfaction.  I was waken an hour earlier by a dog fight.  Molly just has issues and I am about to go crazy.  She attacked both Chipi and then Shiloh when they tried to come in the bedroom.  Since I was up chasing a loose dog, I figured I'd put her with JoJo.  So moved the other 2 and got her.  That went terribly bad.  JoJo, who loves everybody, sensed her vibes and went after her the minute we got through the door.  I'm at a loss of what to do aside from sticking her in boarding.  She will trash any room I close her in.  Guess I will tote up a crate and she is going to get a crash course in crate training.  I'll put it in the bedroom next to my bed.  And if she fusses, I'll leave her and go sleep in the other room.  I can't have my guys afraid to come in out of the rain or afraid to even come near me for attention. 
    There is a farm for sale in Twin Falls that adjoins my son-in-laws farm.  It is far enough out, no one would notice the dogs.  Also, since it is an area that everyone knows everyone, being 'family' would give me a welcome.  Only problem is I'd have to finance half until this place sold.  I really don't want in that kind of a bind.  If it is meant to be, something will happen to make it happen.  Because my daughter is most likely moving there and my grandson has already started the moving process, I want more then ever to be there.  I'd be giving up a lot and the 'unknown' is so scary.  But if you don't try, you never know.  One thing about this farm, it would 'stay in the family' so I could spread the dogs ashes that I have accumulated for the past 12 years.  I would grow trees for each one.   
2/13:  Just finished steam cleaning 9 area rugs.  I still have the big white one to go.  Yesterday was finishing up washing 19 mattress covers and cleaning 2 dog pillow beds.  So far no accidents yesterday or last night.  The weather is nice so he has been laying on the deck.  I still have 4 large rubber mats and 3 small entry mats to hose off that are out there.  Thank god he didn't spray the walls.  Anyway, I will need to get the white rug done tomorrow as really need to be able to park back in the garage.  Darn.... I forgot I need to wash the 2 mattress covers in the garage.  
     Called the handiman I gave some scrap fencing to a few months ago.  I've called several times.  He does not check messages!  Anyway, I hope he can get to some of the stuff I need done.  It's pretty basic stuff, but I am just not capable.  Don't dare stand on a ladder to even change a light bulb.  Being alone and no one 'checking in' on me makes me very careful.  I've known too many people who either suffered for days or died and weren't discovered for days.  I don't think my dogs would eat me but I really would not want them going hungry and being confused because I was not taking care of them.
     The other rescues dogs leave Saturday.  I will miss 2 of the 6 but not a lot.  Be glad when Molly can go home.  She is becoming a problem.  She lays on the deck at night (if she can't be on the bed with me) and won't even let the others come into the lower yard.  I'm up and down all night making sure everyone can get in.  I just can't be toting water way up the hill for them.  She won't even let them near the gate for a drink.  I'm just really tired. 
2/11:  Kathleen has been here helping.  Good timing.  Goofy has had a huge bout of diarrhea. I was up at 6:30 to discover it.  Every area rug.  Every toddler bed.  Every dog pillow except one.  But several hours later after changing all mattress covers and 6 loads of laundry, hauling out rugs and scrubbing floors, he did us the pleasure of getting the remaining dog pillow.  We did get some dogs combed out.  I was exhausted so headed to a hot bath and plan for bed by 5 p.m.  Out of the tub only to find a 'blast' through the house again.  I fed him chicken, brown rice and green beans with Metranidazol and pro-biotic for dinner thinking that would settle his tummy.  Good thing I withheld the kibble.  Cars are in the drive way.  Area rugs in the garage.  Tomorrow will be a long day getting them clean.  I have to keep them down because Goofy has a hard time with the slick floors.  I'm really tired.......
2/6:  Got the hospital bill from Nov.  Thought between medicare and the VA, it would be pretty much covered.  I'm devastated!  Medicare paid 1%.  Yes one percent.  VA paid 8%.  Leaving me with almost an $8000 bill.  So much for moving.  I will fight it, though.  If I have to use blackmail, I will.  They sent me out at 3 a.m. after several hours on morphine to drive myself home.  It took me an hour and a half to drive about 7 miles.  I kept throwing up and I knew I was not 'sober',  Do think they have some liability issue there that they probably really don't want made a public court case.  If I was on welfare or an illegal, it would have been free.
     I put Beth Ann in with Sadena.  I figured she would do fine again once she settled in.  I got a hold of Ryan about taking her to teach her to not chase cars and to get over her dog aggression.   I'm second thinking it because of this money issue.  Just not fair how health care can ruin families.  Mine is minor, but just makes me stop and realize how horrible it is that life is seen as a profit. 
    Got my massage today.  Didn't have time to sew and JoJo and Flicker (the visitor) are upset because I didn't spend time with them.  I will sew tomorrow.  Kathleen will be here Wed thru Sunday to help comb some dogs.  I left a message for a handiman I gave some fencing to.  I have a list that Kathleen and I can't do.  We already 'fixed' a shelf and it was a disaster.  I kind of hit the wrong place with the hammer and broke the side.  I need to leave difficult stuff to the experts.  A few years ago, I could have fixed it without breaking it.    Getting old, getting arthritic and getting bills I didn't expect can sure ruin an otherwise decent day...week ... month ....year.....
2/5:  Week has slipped by.  I've been spending a lot of time sewing, making collars, to relax.  The house is a mess, but if I dust mop up leaves in the morning, they are just back in the evening.  I'm not in the house to look at them, so I only dust mop them out in the evening before I go to bed.  Crazy since I am in bed not seeing them, but I have this thing about treading through leaves in the semi dark.  Some I cannot distinguish from Goofys' poop.  Kicking a leaf out of the way with my toeless slipper is not always a wise choice.
    Beth Ann is back.  I feel bad all the way around.  She was just too much for the people. They tried.  Beth Ann is just a challenge for anyone.  I thought she would recognize Sadena but that did not happen.  I'll have to work around it.  Hope a day alone will make her more accepting.  Sadena is in the same yard they shared before.  But there are a lot of unfamiliar dogs here with the other rescue, so she is a bit uneasy.  OK, a lot uneasy.  I'm going to see if Ryan will take her and work with her.  Just so darn expensive, but not a lot of choices. 
     I never made it to the grocery store today.  Out of chocolate milk.  It is like a normal person being out of coffee.  Ido have white milk and Nestles Quick so that will have to suffice in the morning.
    Todays weather got so nice.  Froze the past 2 nights.  Knock on wood, a mild winter so far.  Summer was soggy wet so guess the weather gods are trying to balance things out.  Buzzards are circling about a mile west.  Must be large as there are about 20 of them.  Usually just see 4 or 5.  Sad, what ever died, but guess all creatures need to eat. 
1/30:  I will never open mail again on Saturday.  Stuff that is WRONG and I can't fix until Monday so don't sleep all weekend.  Too much stress.  I hate incompetence and the government is full of it.  So are banks and financial institutions.... and 'tech support' people in all areas.  Took me 6 phone calls to get someone who spoke English and didn't need a book to answer my question.  Actually got the state government person to admit she made a mistake.  My past financial person is going to have to fix one BIG mistake.   I will have to deal with the bank tomorrow.  The idiot on the phone was just that...an idiot. 
     I must have spilled food in my keyboard.  Time to save and give it a good shaking.                                           
1/28:  A monumental "first".  Freedom got a bath.  It was not planned.  Someone really did a number on him and there was blood and a lot of dirt.  I had to get him clean to find the source of the blood.  Luckily Dena and Susan were here feeding the dogs I'm providing space for.  Without their help, I never could have managed.  He was scared enough of them to run in the shower to hide.  It took some maneuvering to make that his only route, but it worked.  He was actually really good once he relaxed.  I think he was either too petrified to move or he likes the feel of the water.  He eventually laid down.  Of course, the reason behind that could have also been because he didn't want me washing his butt.  What ever, 90% of him got clean.... well, maybe 85% but what ever, it got done.  Luckily he is only double coated in spots!  Weird but then he is quite unique.  I got him as towel dried as I could.  My blanket on my bed is soaking up the rest f the water.  DeJaVou.  And the sheets have only been on the bed a few days. 
     Molly got accepted by the pack so one relief.  I'm dog setting while Lisa is gone for a month taking care of some relatives estate.  The condo only allows dogs under 25 pounds.  Don't think Molly qualifies. 
     I'm not feeling very good.  I think between all the smoke from burning leaves,  all the hard work raking them, then the cold weather and then this shower with Freedom.  I'm running a fever and my face is really flushed.  A glass of milk and I'm off to bed..... a wet bed... but that's ok.  I'm sure there is a few areas that are dry if I can twist my body in just the right direction.
1/27:  I'm working with the greatest bunch of gals, providing space for the dogs being rescued.  Today was a very sad day.  One of the dogs that had just been spayed that they "wanted to keep" got hit by a car and died.  But that is only half the story.  What led up to this is far worse.  And there is nothing we can do about it.  Sadly, several other dogs will have to be returned, after vetting, as a promise was made.  We have fought back tears. When I meet a dog, it is an attachment that never leaves me.  This dog was here, even though for only a day. We just have to be grateful for the ones who got rescued and will move on to good, loving homes.
      I burned leaves from 9:30 a.m. to 3:00.  Way too long.  Way too much raking.  Way too much smoke.  The biggest pile still needs moved to a safe burn area.  All done by hand as it is between the house and the dog yards.  80 or 90 feet moving a stack 4' high by 6' wide by 12 feet long.  I don't think my poor dislocated fingers will be able to handle it.  They are so sore tonight just from moving a stack that size 20'.  
     Sadie won't get to sleep with me tonight because she is picking on one of the visiting dogs.  He is a really sweet Rottie.  I expect the wild bunch to be poops, but shame on Sadie.  She is going out of her way to bark at him.  She will have to stay on the other side tonight. 
1/26:  Hate mistakes.  But then anything to do with government forms one is bound to make mistakes.  Expecting a check.  "Found treasures"  "Unclaimed property".  Loren had some stock that I didn't know about.  Not much, but it will buy a few bags of dog food.  So I was let down that I have to fill out a certain form again and go back to the bank and get it notarized.  Also got the form I need for my property tax exemption so will do both tomorrow.  I'm sure the assessors office will say I have to 'wait until March' to bring it in.  Then they will have to start all over removing the tax. 
     "Flicker" is one of the dogs I am providing space for.  Cute little guy.  He was walking lopsided.  Turns out a horrid ear infection.  I've moved him into the shop with JoJo and Sadena where I can more easily medicate the ear, plus he has separation anxiety and cried all night last night.  I think in the shop, he will feel better having company and not being alone.  And NO, I am not keeping him!   It has really turned cold so I hope someone gets out here to feed the others soon incase they think we need to put heaters in the yards.  I can't carry them.  They are too heavy. 
     I spent another day in the shop.  I just hung 52 more collars on the rack.  Guessing about 12 hours work.  Before I start more, I am re-doing some I did a long time ago.  Better plan now.  Only takes about 4 minutes each to re-work them and I salvage some extra hardware.  Don't know where I will put the next batch I make.  The wall is full.  About 700 collars now.  Maybe even close to 800.  Goal is 1000 hanging.  I really need to take some pix.  They are all so beautiful.  Goofy and Parker both need new, but I can't decide which I like best for either of them.  Everyone else has fairly new ones.  Some dogs just project a color. like Chipi is yellow.  Pumpkin is peach.  Zelda is green.  Goofy has been burgundy, but it is not 'his' color.  I'm not sure what color is his.  Parker has been blue.  He is more teal. or navy. 
1/24:  Sewed most of the morning.  I should have checked phone messages first.  Oh well.  So things don't always get attended to.  I'm still ready for that cave, as long as it has electricity so I can sew and cook food for me and the dogs.  Have a vet appointment with Hanna tomorrow.  The tremors may be caused by something in her nose or sinus cavity.  When Kathleen was here Hanna had a bad one.  I rubbed her nose and it quit like turning off a switch.  We were both in total disbelief.  So it is worth looking into. 
   Goofy insists on a 'routine'.  Sometimes he has dementia, though.  He wants his walk.  Normally I take him down to the shop when I feed JoJo.  That is our morning and evening 'trip'.  Tonight he just wanted to go out the front door, walk around to the side and come in through the family room.  Didn't even pee.  Other times he just wants to stand in the driveway and watch leaves blow by.  I look at him and see myself in a few years.  I hope who ever is around me is as kind and understanding and patient as I am for him. 
   While we were traveling around the house, I saw Cotton out in the field rolling in mulched leaves.  He was having a great time.  I think he does it just so I will give him attention combing them out before bedtime.  I should say "I hope it was leaves he was rolling in!"  .
1/22:  Discovered one of the wild bunch is feeding the squirrels.  Several tote full food bowls up the hill.  Never thought much of it until yesterday.  The bowl was very strategically placed by a small hole in the bottom of the fence.  Several squirrels were scurrying back and forth, gathering goodies.  They, however are not going to share with the fox nor the skunk who have paid several visits. 
      JoJo is enjoying my sewing time in the shop.  I'm really on a roll!  I've done 50 slip leads and finished 25 or so martingale collars in 2 days.  I love it.  Having such a great time being creative.  I'll be at 1000 slip leads soon.  That is not counting the 100 or so I sent with dogs, sold or gave away.  Maybe I will find a sales outlet someday, but I really don't care.  It is my relaxation and if it becomes a 'business' it will no longer be fun nor relaxing. 
1/20:  I'm providing space for some rescue dogs.  Just space.  Gal is taking care of their needs.  Yesterday 3 came.  Black Mouth Kerr maybe.  Barked and howled all night!   My guys kept barking at them to shut up, but they didn't listen.  My guys finally gave up about midnight and went to sleep.  Guess they can sleep through anything that is not considered threatening or interesting.  Shiloh got up on the bed with me and laid crosswise on the pillows.  She worked so hard to get up there, I didn't have the heart to even re-adjust her.  I had a sliver of a space.  What I didn't use, Sadie did. 
     Two small hounds came today.  I'm sure the melody of last night will be twice as loud tonight.  They are all just ribs.  Heartbreaking.  Typical sad situation.  Country people with no money taking in dumped dogs and way in over their head and don't have a clue how to get help.  There are 29.  They will keep 6 that will be returned after they are altered and vaccinated. 
    Spent about 5 hours in the shop today.  Finished off 25 collars.  JoJo loves me being down there.  If I am standing at the work table, he leaves me alone, but as soon as I sit at the machine, he is there for attention.  .Since I am up and down a lot, he does become a pest.  Sadena is sniffing my hand but not letting me do the touching.
1/19:  Finally got some quiet at midnight.  Mr. Fox and Peppi-La-Pue were busy until then.  Luckily no one was close enough to 'get it', but the back yard did indicate he was in full presence.   There is a small area from outside the fencing that is open to under the deck.  Once something gets under the deck, it has to go out the same way it came in.  I suspect that was the case. 
  Kathleen spent several day here and brought Lakota.  He was confused.  Know when she would come up to the house, he was thinking he was being returned.  Poor guy.  We didn't get much accomplished, but we had fun.  We are just too old and decrepit to be on the floor combing on dogs that do not want to cooperate.
   I am ready to go take a bath and go to bed, but waiting on someone who may or may not come tonight. 
1/14:  Feeling 'normal'.  Able to log into my site and just type away!   It's 9 a.m. and we are all fed.  Pumpkin is 'on this side' and is in quite a tizzy about it.  She is my vocal one always barking angrily through the sliding glass door at these guys. Now she is with them and does not have her 'wild bunch' to back her up. What an attitude adjustment.  She is not afraid to come inside so I am going to leave here over here while I go sew and keep JoJo company.  The results of her extended separation will be interesting.  I'll know tonight. 
1/13/17:  Finally have my site capabilities back.  Computer crash thanks to Bill Gates and Windows 10 forced on me.  Lost everything on the laptop and a whole lot of programs on my desk top.  166 GB from the laptop.  I hope he's sitting by the 10th window on his jet when a meteor crashes through that window.