It didn’t even occur to me that this would be Sassy’s first Christmas with me until last night. Thankfully Sassy’s grandma had more foresight than I.
Category Archives: puppy!
Yesterday I had the same Tofurkey sandwich for lunch (and will again today) and went out to Hyde Park Grill for dinner. Rick’s been a sweetheart trying lots of new restaurants with me, so he was due for his pick (and a burger). He remained a sweetheart and picked a place that also has a really good lentil soup, fries, and rice pilaf.
So with a lack of interesting food pictures for Vegan MoFo, I thought I’d share my cookbook collection:
Sassy and B play Vanna.
I’ve got my books in Library of Congress Call Number order, so the non-vegan ones wind up being first. The big black binder is recipes I’ve clipped. Then of course, you have to have Betty Crocker for the standards, cooking times, conversions, etc.
And one more pic of the animals. Just cause. 🙂
This is Sassy’s toy pentapus. Her foster mom said she didn’t like toys, but I have found differently. If she’s not following me around she is curled up next to her pentapus using all her telepathic might to make you come squeak it’s little feet so she can nibble them. She’s also made good friends with my parents’ dog, Tucker. Today they started both following me all around the house. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I love it. Animals just make everything so wonderful.
Sassy is a lovely little 6 year old shih tzu that has joined my new happy home via the wonderful people at Wee Rescue. She’s still adjusting to the new place. And B is still adjusting to the new face. Sassy (the name she came with – she was an owner surrender) slept most of her first day here, but she’s a doll and very agreeable. Only one day later I have them both in the same room with no barking or hissing. So life is good 🙂
I bring you Zombie Pug!
Poor little thing did need surgery, but she’s taking it like a champ and the doctor says everything went super smoothly. Now we just have to figure out how to pin her down four times a day for her drops. Shawn is pretty sure it’s the most challenging thing he’s ever done in his life. I’m inclined to agree. (Pills, not a problem, she seems to think they’re candy. Drops, nigh impossible.)
Also – It’s not nearly done, but it looks like it is. Here’s the top part of my quilt! Still up: figuring out how to get the back to be the same size, cutting the batting, and, you know, actually quilting it.
Little Mashti has a very deep and serious puncture wound in her left eye. (Most likely from tussling with the cat, but possibly from shoving her face into everything she can find.) She’s a feisty little trooper and doesn’t even seem to realize she has a big plastic cone on her head. I’m glad it looks so silly so at least I can smile a little while I’m busy worrying about her. She has some meds and an appointment with the optometrist on Friday. Wish her luck!
ETA – Shawn just told me the vet said not to worry too much, losing an eye isn’t as big a deal to a dog as it is to a human. How’s that for the exact opposite of reassuring?
Also, probably not the cat – not the right size or shape. No idea what it’s from though, we didn’t see her get hurt, just noticed some squinting that got worse the next day.