Pets


These pictures start in the late part of 1984 and go into 1985. They will include my first trip to see my dad’s first cousin Teresa, one of the few gingers in the family and one of the first gingers I ever met, in Atlanta, my first Christmas, and my first birthday.

Our Brown and Gold Album (Baby Pictures)





I walked to the yard of Barks While He Twirls again today. A house away, I pulled my hoodie’s sleeve up, but it didn’t matter. Apparently, BWHT’s family was dog-sitting1 today because there was a big old dog in his yard. This dog also had a big bark & attitude. He seemed to terrify BWHT & TPS, and I realized quickly that he was not the type to socialize.2 He also wouldn’t let the other dogs get near me. It was a bit sad because I could tell that they wanted to be petted. I also wanted to pet them.3 But I’d rather be able to pet them some other day than get a big dog pissed off at me. Who knows? Maybe one day I can convince him that I’m a good person & he will let me pet him as well.4 I “walked” Amy twice today in addition to my walk to BWHT’s house. She actually walked about a tenth of a mile during one walk today, which is a lot for her.  When we headed home, there was a guy running down the street. She started to bark at him56 before she realized she was outside.7 Then she stood there and watched him run by. When she realized he paid her no attention, she hrmphed at him.8 After this slight, she headed back in rather quickly. I guess she was frustrated or embarrassed. And she needed to pee.9   The only other “major” thing I did today was cook. I made Confetti Chicken ‘N Rice for the second time. I had to halve the amount of red pepper in it because the original was too hot for mom.10 It was much cooler & she tolerated it well.11 It’s weird how pretty mundane things can be important in a day.  I use this term loosely because they barely provide adequate care for their own dogs. They have no dog house outside for either dog. They are never outside with them either. If they go out to the yard, the dogs are not out with them. ↩There aren’t many dogs—or other types of animals—who won’t interact with me, so that shocked me. ↩And I wanted to convince the big old grumpy dog to like me. I apparently have puppy pleasing tendencies in addition to my people pleasing ones. ↩Need approval, I do. ↩No one had told him that he needs Amy’s approval to run in her neighborhood. ↩A bossy one, she is. ↩She’s braver in the house. ↩If you go down her street, you have to at least acknowledge her existence. Otherwise you’re being rude. ↩She only knows how to use puppy pads. She will not use the bathroom outside. At all. ↩Because my mom had severe dry mouth—associated with diabetes, kidney failure, etc.—so long, her teeth and tongue are very sensitive. Her tongue used to have cracks in it because it was so dry & damaged. She also used to LOVE spicy food—she introduced me to the joys of Szechuan style food cSo I believe her when she says eating spicy food hurts too much. ↩Yay! ↩

Another Day, Another Dog



I had to get up really early1 this morning to have blood drawn.2 I needed it for an as-yet-unscheduled appointment with the family doctor for a slut pill3 prescription.4 The phlebotomist today was stellar and hit the vein5 on her first try.6  On the way home, I stopped at the Wellness Center and joined.7 I had to pay $158 because my insurance apparently no longer foots the whole bill.9 The person signing me up told me I could pay another $5 and get a little scan-in card for my keychain. I said I’d memorize my 16 digit number.1011  I came home, called SSI for my review,12 finished reading Until You by Penelope Douglas, and took a nap.13 Nana called at around 4:00, which was also around the time I woke up. She asked if I’d gone for a walk yet, so14 I decided I should do that before dark.15 Amy had to go for her brief16 walks before I could go on mine.  I decided to bump my walk distance up today.17 I walked to the yard where Barks While He Twirls and The Plucky Sidekick live.18 They greeted me at the fence and I stuck my hand down to let them sniff. I didn’t pull my jacket’s sleeve up, which probably got BWHT a bit freaked out, so he bit me.  I don’t think he meant to bite me. He didn’t bite hard and the jacket did protect me from it breaking the skin. I wasn’t scared. I was a little surprised, but I realized that I probably was to blame for the bite, so I tried to greet him again. I rolled my sleeve up and calmly went in knuckles first, instead of the back of my hand. And guess what? He didn’t bite me. He and TPS demanded I pet them.19 He didn’t want me to stop petting him,20 but I did so that I could come home & ice my hand.  The bruise is worse now than it was when I took that picture, but not too bad. I think it’ll be okay, but it’s probably going to be sore for a while.  I couldn’t tell my family about the bite right when I got home because Mom was still talking to Nana. I knew even mentioning it would scare Nana.21 My dad was a little surprised when he heard because it’s such an un-BWHT thing to do.22 Mom is mainly trying to make sure an abrasion on my hand existed BEFORE I got bitten.23 I’m not worried about it.24 But I’ve learned that I need to be more careful in the future.25 For me. ↩The fat girl special: lipid panel, A1C, & CMP. Yay, obesity! ↩Norethindrone, aka a progesterone only birth control pill. I call them slut pills because anytime legislation comes up, someone has to say something about women spreading their legs. Yay, slut-shaming! ↩I have to go back in for another three month prescription because my family doctor thinks my risk of blood clots is significant enough that I need regular monitoring. Yay, genetics! ↩With a big old, regular needle in my arm, not a butterfly in my arm, wrist, hand, or foot. ↩Yay, skilled medical professional! ↩Yay, exercise! ↩And I will have to continue to pay this amount every month. ↩Yay, insurance!! ↩Yay, debt & poverty! ↩Yay, freaky memory! ↩I confirmed that I’m still an impoverished disabled woman with no car. Yay, my life! ↩Yay, preschool behavior! ↩I felt guilty because I had been napping instead of exercising. ↩#YesAllWomen. ↩One-house ↩My furthest distance since before my surgery. Yay, progress! ↩Max and Mario. ↩I’m easily bossed around by animals. ↩Yay, renewed friendships! ↩And she’d probably want us to call animal control on BWHT. ↩Dad has interacted with BWHT as well. ↩Yay, parents who are still overprotective of their adult daughter! ↩So it better not kill me. ↩Yay, painful life lessons! ↩

Biting Consequence