This Week in Pictures #22: Rocky Horror Picture Show ed.!

October 19th, 2015 9:00 pm by mad mags


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Sunday night was the Halloween-themed Retro Movie Night at the drive-in: Young Frankenstein and THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW! The dogs were so excited that they insisted on dressing up for a pre-show party. “You get toilet paper, and you get toilet paper, and you get toilet paper. EVERYBODY GETS TOILET PAPER!”

(Incidentally, the only thing that would make Rocky Horror better? Replace the German Shepherds with wiener dogs. Not only would the optics be hilarious, but what better dog to guard the Frank N. Furter Castle, hmmm?)

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But first: swimming! This might be the latest we’ve managed to push into fall, but I’m pretty sure I say that every year.

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Then some light sunbathing, because six hours crammed in a van with wet dogs will surely sap away some of the MAGIC OF THE MOVIES fack ju göhte 1 ganzer film herunterladen.

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Mags approves of my reading selection for this afternoon.

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And now it’s ON WITH THE SHOW!
(I’ve got all the promotional materials memorized, yo.)

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Another blatant misuse of the Cave Bed. Why do I even bother?


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Soooooo I tried to get some pics of Peedee and I snuggling in bed (think: this one of me and Ralph), but this was the best I could do. He just gets too jazzed up when the treats come out.

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Dress-up time videosen facebook! The hot dog was just a test run, but I got a few okay shots anyway.

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This is called the “Homework Thief,” but seeing as he’s never chewed up my notes (that’s Jayne!), I’ve renamed it the Hamburglar.

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This skeleton jumper is pretty rad – it glows in the dark and everything! (Thanks mom!)

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A little light napping before dinner.

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We went for an afternoon walk at the Anita Gorman Trailhead; not only does Mags prefer the paved trails, but we though it might be a little easier on Peedee, who wrenched his shoulder a few weeks back when jumping out of the van. It’s nothing serious, we just noticed that he develops a bit of a limp if we walk him too often or for too long. A bit of a bummer, since we want to cram as many walks into these last weeks as possible, but we can work with it tax return solothurn 2017.

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Peedee has been mostly asymptomatic during his illness, but this past week we finally noticed him slowing down a bit. It started with walks with the foster dog, Ice Cream Star, who is small and young and full of energy. When IC comes along, Peedee doesn’t even try to keep up. Normally Peedee likes to be in the lead – always has, ever since he was a wee lil’ pup – but I think he knew he was outmatched with Ice Cream. He still kept a pretty good pace though.

This time around he was much slower. Maybe it was his wonky shoulder; maybe he was having a little trouble breathing. (More on that in the update.) Luckily, so were Rennie and Mags – mostly. A few times Rennie tried to pull even with him, and Peedee would take off at a light trot, not wanting to sacrifice his position herunterladen. Once or twice he even feigned a nip, as if to scold her for daring to usurp him. It was kind of adorable, if a little sad. You know, like most things these days.

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Napping in the sunroom.

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My little bee boy! Fun fact: the middle strap was so tight that Peedee actually grunted when I fastened it around his newly chubby belly. Needless to say, we made this photo session a fast one.

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Tricks for treats sims 3 klamotten kostenlosen.

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Shane discovered yet another new park/trail system: Smith’s Fork, which is across the way from the Smithville Lake dam. It’s a weird but sweet setup: they have a small camping area, some pavilions, baseball diamonds, and miles of trails that loop around a small lake. They’re also dotted with all sorts of randomly placed fields and clearings. We accidentally took one of the more wooded trails, which was actually pretty scenic and a good workout to boot, but left me nervous the whole time on account of poison ivy. Plus we had four dogs between us – Peedee, Rennie, Mags, and Ice Cream Star – which made it a little more difficult to keep everyone on the trail and away from the underbrush. I’d love to go back and try some of the more adventurous dogs, but with fewer dogs to herd.

I don’t know if it was the crisp fall air or the fresh scenery, but Peedee did awesome fairytale free mp3 download. He kept a good pace the whole way and even fought with half-his-age Ice Cream Star for the lead spot. It was a huge departure from Wednesday’s walk.

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And Mags? She was running and jumping and kicking ass. Despite her fragile appearance and loose noodle legs, that little lady was made to conquer the great outdoors.

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Butts again.

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Ice Cream Star loves to look out the window during car rides, so I built him a little window seat out of pillows and spare towels kölsche lieder kostenlosen. On the ride home, Rennie disassembled it to make a bed, and most of the towels ended up on top of Mags. Even though she was buried and (presumably) flush from the walk, she stayed put, too lazy to dig herself out from under them all. Classic Mags.


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I set out to take some pics of Peedee in a sharp green plaid number, but his heart just wasn’t in it. Mags wasn’t feeling it, either, but she spite-peed in bed that morning (I was paying too much attention to Jayne, my bad) and owed me a favor, so there you go.

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Peedee Update: This may or may not be the last “This Week in Pictures” post for a while; it’s hard to say. I think our time with Peedee is growing short, and I don’t want to waste it editing pictures and fixing flickr’s horrendous html code.

Though he’s been mostly asymptomatic for most of his illness, I think we’re finally starting to notice some signs of his devolving health msv duisburg wallpaper kostenlos. He’s been coughing more lately, which is the main thing we were told to watch for; as the cancer consumes his lung tissue, his lungs will fill with fluid, making it more difficult to breath. But he’s always been a big cougher – he forages for bugs and other weird sharp things that irritate his throat – and these coughs seem like more of the same. Rather than coming from deep in his chest, they’re mostly confined to his nose and throat. Plus they’re not really prolonged enough to be considered fits or spells; five good hacks and he’s done. So it’s hard to say.

But his breathing has also become more shallow and rapid over the last few weeks, and he’s been slowing down on walks, too. (Maybe the cancer is spreading, taking up valuable lung space – but not breaking down his tissue and creating fluid? Idk!) Ever since he was a wee lil’ pup, Peedee always insisted on being the leader; no one, humans included, could step in front of him without triggering a mad dash to the front of the pack onedrive ordner nicht downloaden. (His pride is probably the main reason why we were never able to break his super-annoying habit of pulling on the leash.) But he mostly hasn’t bothered to compete with our spry little foster dog, Ice Cream Star; either Peedee doesn’t think of him as part of the family, and thus worthy of competition – or else he knows he lacks the energy to keep up. And Wednesday’s walk with Rennie and Mags could best be described as a leisurely stroll; the few times Rennie tried to pass him, Peedee’s response was to scold her with a feigned nip rather than shoot ahead.

Then again, on Friday’s outing, he was trotting along as though he was ten or eleven again. So I guess he has his good days and his bad days.

Up until recently, we could only see the cancer invading Peedee’s lungs on an x-ray, or be reminded of it by the thin scar running down his chest. In some ways, that made it easier to … well, not forget exactly, but fantasize. Maybe the CBD oil work prove itself a miracle worker after all. (Though I do think it gave us an extra few months, which is nothing to sniff at internet explorer downloaden voor windows 10. My only regret? Not giving it to him from the first. Not knowing it was an option, even.) Maybe the cancer would continue to act all weird and just disappear altogether. Maybe the oncologist’s second assessment would prove as wrong as the first, and he’d last until Christmas. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Tomorrow will mark five months since we learned of his relapse. I remember thinking, if the cancer *had* to come back, why couldn’t it at least be the same slow-moving kind as before? Why can’t we have six months instead of just two or three? TOO MUCH TOO SOON!

I just keep telling myself that, no matter what happens, we got 5+ great months with Peedee – two more than originally expected. A full year and a half, if you count from the beginning of this nightmare. Thirteen is so very much younger than I thought he’d go, but at least we were able to make it extra-awesome. Peedee is loved, and I know that he knows it.

My new motto: Everything after August is just gravy.

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