Crabby Grannie

January 12, 2013

Shisha the neighbor, Cookie’s ancient terrier mix dog who has one shattered leg and a swollen hip, fleas and ticks, loss of appetite and has to be carried outdoors is under my care for twenty days while her master goes to Sao Paulo for spinal surgery. There is another aged Miniature Greyhound/Chihuahua mix (my best guess) dog and an irritable orange tabby cat to include in my pet sitting services. Fortunately for me they reside in the house over the fence where I can keep an eye on them throughout the day. Looks like pate, sausage, raw meat, cooked eggs and rice for meals, mixing medicine and carrying the exceedingly thin pup in and out of the house, shifting ‘round the beds and scooping dry food for the cat to round out their care. Yipee!

A beach day with a picnic lunch with the crew was delicious. Got in a shockingly cold swim and physical therapy then assisted Dono to the car to take her afternoon nap. She waddled out of the car an hour later with her cane scraping along the gravel and asked for help with her mid-afternoon medicine. We packed up soon after and Dono shouted in complaint since she wasn’t ready to leave. She can be a crabby bugger when she gets her undies in a bundle!

A bad guitar player and singer were entertaining at the bar. They were making such a racket we could hardly hear one another speak. Several families were sharing the small beach, avoiding the Seadoos scattered around just off the shore. Too bad they allow the water toys so close to the swimmers.

Back at home as I folded laundry I found an albino creature that resembled a spider but had a bumpy shell at the back. No one but Ethan (who’s 2.5 mind you) would take a closer look. He then followed me out to the yard and followed me around for several minutes asking me what I was doing as I combed the nasty fleas out of Pipo’s coat and massacred them between my fingernails, swept the cement area and started a load of whites. Nice to have someone take an interest in what I am doing!

Tomorrow brings a houseful of visitors to send Dono off with many hugs and well wishes. Her haircut is hideous but we don’t have the heart to break it to her that the back of her head appears to have been put in a beater. It will grow out, we all insist. Everything else seems to be in order for her. She asked me with a sideways grin if I was going to miss her when she leaves. Told her Pipo and I will be standing together by the gate waiting for her return. She giggled like a school girl.