Birthday party #1 of the weekend

Molly and I went to The Jungle to celebrate May-Lin's 5th birthday.

Hey, that's my side!

Molly woke up a little too early this morning. Granted she had to pee. Plus she had kicked off all her covers and was freezing. I told her to cuddle us for a minute so she crawled into our bed and promptly fell asleep. She's been like this for the past hour. Dogs just woke me up for breakfast.

Sleepover... with boys!

Since we were dealing with Cone head Chai, the Jodoins came over to our place for dinner and games. We decided to temp fate and put everyone to bed in Molly's room.  N and I put the futon mattress on the floor for the boys to sleep in.  

Now, N set me up with a night vision web cam that has an app so I can see Molly from my iPhone.  He did this so I can workout in the man cave on my heavy bag when he's out of town.  The adults were at the dining room table keeping an eye on everyone via the app.  The best part was when Connor stood up and Jarrod yelled at him to get back in bed and he DOVE under the covers.  It was hard to not laugh too loud.  They actually all fell asleep fairly quickly considering.  

We played Settlers and Jenn won.... with a total dick move at the end.  She was going to win, but before winning she decided to steal everyone's wheat for the fuck of it (didn't give her any extra points) and THEN won.  I'm so proud. Then we did a few games of Rummikub and called it a night.

  

Cone head Chai

There is a reason Boxer's have cropped tails.  

Anyone that has met Chai in person knows her tail was a lethal weapon.  I have received many bruises from it.  However, about a month ago she whacked her tail so hard the tip broke open and she was bleeding.  She kept breaking the tip open (it looked like a crime scene over here).   Plus the end was very bruised and getting swollen.  We were afraid she was going to break her tail... and then keep on breaking it.  There are no nerve endings in her tail so she wasn't feeling any pain, but still causing a lot of damage.

We took her into the vet and they said our two options were to either train her to not wag her tail (N burst out laughing) or crop it.  We tried to see if training was a possibility.  When we got home we would get her to sit and try and calm her down. It didn't work.  As soon as we released her from her sit she would be all excited and break it open again.  We even tried to take her outside as soon as we got home and I swear she broke her tail open on HERSELF. Yes, she wagged her tail so hard it hit her side and opened up and then she kept on wagging her tail getting bloody swears up and down the sides of her body.

Lovely.

So we made the appointment to cut it off.  

(Chai, home from the vet)

Now, I don't think Chai really minds that her tail is gone.  She is plenty interested in the bandages, but it doesn't appear that she's missing the actual tail.  The cone?  Oh, that is another story entirely.  

Chai is not a fan.

(She was laying down and MOANING when I took this.)

That first night N must have put her cone back on at least a dozen times.  We had it looped around her collar and had to keep tightening the collar.  It didn't help that Chai's neck is bigger than her head.  Just when we thought there was no way she could get it off again, she did.  And I thought Sadie was the stubborn one.

(One of the few positions she didn't complain in.)

Plus, she would NOT fall asleep.  She was on drugs and looked exhausted and would pass out for 20 minute stretches.  Just when we thought she was down for the night she would wake up and wander the house bellowing.  Yes, Chai... we get it.  Not a fan of the cone.  Can you please go to sleep now?  Nope.  She kept this up... ALL. NIGHT. LONG.  I went to bed around midnight and N camped out with her on the futon.  She got him up every hour on the hour.  At this point the cone was secure, but Chai wanted to remind us she was not happy.  It was about NOON the next day before she passed out for more than 30 minutes and actually resigned herself to wearing the cone.  

(next morning, still pissed)

5 year stats

Molly had her 5 year check up this morning.  She's healthy and most importantly she PASSED her hearing test!!!  Phew!  The anatomy on her right ear is more curved than normal so the wand they used on her left ear (which she passed) was not reading on her right.  However, she did pass the hearing test when they put the headphones on.  Yay!

Molly also did really well on her vision test.  She got everything correct up until that last line.  Then she got frustrated with us when we wouldn't let her move closer to see what letters they were.  She wanted to get them all correct.

The stats:

Height 43.25 inches (60%)
Weight 44.5 lbs (75%)

Halloween is over? Sad face

The day after Halloween Molly made me promise to take her to the Halloween store after school.  I tried to warn her that since Halloween was over it might not be there.  She wanted to see for herself so we went.  It was still there, but all the displays she had so much fun setting off were gone and most of the costumes had been cleared out.  She was so incredibly bummed out.

Halloween

N took pictures on his camera and I *think* he got one of Molly and Temperence before we went out trick o' treating.  Hopefully he'll get those online soon.  In the mean time here are some pics from Molly at school and Halloween night that I took on my iPhone.

T is for thrilled

For someone that buttered me up for TWO quarters (Yeesh!), she doesn't look that into it.

Apparently I have a teenager...

I just (as in less than two minutes ago) woke Molly up when I poked my head into her room to make sure she was still breathing.  She wanted to sleep on the air mattress last night (it was still inflated from Temperence's sleepover).  Apparently it was VERY comfortable.

My baby zucchini?

Why yes that is a zucchini squash.  It came from Lucille's garden.  It became Italian stuffed squash.