Monday, February 1, 2010
Monday at a minimum....
My other helper is Barnabas. He and his older little brother are codependents all the way. They like the new dining room where I now blog and Barnie has lots of room to stretch out and be very close. Barnie is such an active guy that he hurts his back hip. I think walking and running and barking in the uneven frozen snow causes him to put his hip out or at least strain it. He will not allowed outside for pleasure today as he is refusing to put weight on his back right foot. He can go out, with minimal stays, I will go with him as we have to get him back walking on all fours again. I am concerned and hoping we don't have a permanent problem, but he has done this before spacing it out between months of being good.
A footnote......My wife now says she thinks it is his paw. He won't let me look at it but I think she is correct. He is laying comfortably and letting it heal, just like the time he tore a chunk out of his ear. It did heal back together.
Switching subjects, I do feel as old as a dinosaur. I have a facebook account and I do and don't like it. Despite some of it's bad things, an old high school friend that I was very close friends with, just contacted me yesterday. Gosh that was a long time ago we knew each other. His father was a Methodist minister and they moved ever four or five years. I think his brother and sister all graduated high school in 3 different schools. He moved away our Junior year and he was a guy that was more like a brother than my own brother.
I ran into him at Iowa State for a short period in 1973. He was one of those friends that time and place never allowed one to continue knowing each other even though we had become such good buddies. Now with the internet, he made contact with me from Vermont. Gosh did I say we are old. It will be good to catch up a little on what happened the last 35 years.
The frame job above of the dinosaur filling the gas tank is one of my neighbor's collection pieces. He collects everything that relates to the Sinclair Oil company. He had some girlie calendars that I framed that I won't show. Do any of you remember the girlie calendars that were created for the mechanics at tractor and car dealerships? They hung them on their walls among the greasy tools and dirt filled repair areas. I had forgotten that but for some reason the oil companies and parts companies gave them, the stores, scantily clothed woman advertisement products. That was way before Playboy's beginning. I suppose the man who ordered supplies would definitely stay with a certain parts company just to get his next years calendar. Our society has sure changed since then.
Another snow is on it's way but not suppose to be so threatening. It was bright this morning but I can now see at 10:30 am that it is getting hazy. I need to go get the mail and get to work. Everyone take care and thanks for stopping by for my Monday's minimal blog......