the patient

having a  highly impatient 4 legged patient has made life interesting indeed.

of course the little bitch promptly pulled out here stitches. result of which: she got a cone which made her walk into walls, into the back of my  legs, into the door-jambs and the bed. she nearly strangled herself twice when  she felt she had to save me from drowning (long story). she’s woken me up countless times with the sound of her licking. and then she started sounding like a carton a day smoker – hoarse and coughing; the most distressing sound.

turns out she came back from the hospital with kennel cough, which thankfully is all but gone. now 2 weeks since her surgery, she seems to think there’s nothing wrong with her. it’s tough to keep her controlled when she wants to go galloping around. i arrive home and she’s virtually bouncing up and down with excitement.

the long and short of it is that this morning i took out the last remaining stitch which has tenaciously resisted her removal efforts and now it’s just a matter of time. she’s allowed to walk for 15 minutes a day for the next 4 weeks and then she has her freedom once again. for now she’s being confined to a room or leashed on the stoep when we’re not home, but give it a minute and she’ll be racing around.

x-rays, mri and operation: roughly R13 000

her fantastic recovery: priceless!

it’s only money!

ok, following on that last post: it’s been a great weekend!

results from the vet were that zee’s hip aren’t as bad as we thought. she’s having a knee op this coming friday and she’s been put on anti-inflammatories which have transformed her. she’s suddenly hoovering up her food like she hasn’t done in almost a year. she’s asserting her alpha status around here again, jumping up and down, barking, walking up the stairs like she’s never had an issue. i really cannot believe the difference it’s made. the vet’s hoping that if she responds enough, it will mean that she won’t need further operations.

ok, not so great news for my credit-card, but all i can think is, it’s only money. it’s only money which will buy zee a good few more years.

so we’ll go pluck it off a tree somewhere. 🙂


ascending from hell

so after a week trapped in various permutations of hell, the weekend actually turned out to be pretty awesome. 

i went to a friend, deon maas‘s surprise birthday party.

deon needed a pic for some article, so i grabbed the camera and took this.

here in south africa he is as reviled as american idols’ simon cowell, but i’ve known him as a loyal friend for about 20 years since yeoville in the 80’s. (let me digress for a moment to say that that is still one of the happiest times of my life. living round the corner from rockey street, walking down the block to the deli, fruits and roots, scandalo’s mama’s pizza, elaine’s, popping into various friends’ houses and hanging out for hours. finally buying my own house in the early 90’s – turned out be a disaster, but that’s a story for another time).

partying with the gorgeous lara and amalanka

anyway, pauli, deon’s wife invited a lot of deon’s friends (mostly musicians, writers, actors, media folk) and we all show up early friday night to deon’s great surprise when he arrives. i have the best time i’ve had in way too long (but then the best parties always happen at deon’s house!). i eat spicy oyster shooters, drink WAY too much jaegermeister and have awesome conversations with some people i’ve met before, but really connect with for the first time. there’s live music from a few of the musicians and an awesome time is had by all. i hear afterwards that the last people left at 9a.m.

saturday we go to paputsi’s for breakfast, in the afternoon we watch the disastrous match between south africa and new zealand and in the evening we head over to montecasino for the madame zingara aphrodisia media night.

unfortunately i wake up sunday not feeling much better. we take the dogs to the park for an hour and a half and muzzling chai makes a huge difference. no more dog fights and we get to let him and zee run around and swim in the dam. it’s a real dog morning. when we get home we give them a much needed bath and i end up smelling like wet bitch! later i give my neglected garden some attention and then it’s back to the couch and the olympics. (though every time i watch athletics, it surprises me that sprinters seem to slow down BEFORE they cross the finish line, rather than maintain their speed all the way. i wonder why. and i’m bummed that my running icon from the local track, maria mutola, didn’t medal. she’s still awesome though, her 5th olympics at the age of 35. go maria!) 

anyway, all in all, my butt is still feeling some heat as the flames lick up from hades, but i think i’m going to be ok. it feels like i’m on the way up.