Adventures with Kona

Last week, Kona and I were grocery shopping. I'm in the freezer section, cooler doors open, looking for something (I forget what) when I hear a man's voice say, "Hey! Your dog has a chicken bone in it's mouth!"

I immediately look at Kona and I see her chewing something.... crunchy.

So there I am, in the middle of the aisle in the grocery store, on my knees prying open Kona's mouth, get her mouth open, reach in and pull out the end of a chicken drumstick. Splintered. So I go back in and begin pulling shards of chicken bone out of her mouth, her throat, I mean my hand was down as far as I could reach, up to my wrist in her mouth, still pulling out shards of bone and tossing them on the floor all the while saying something like:

"What are you doing, this could kill you! You could choke too death! And I need you, girl! What would I do without you?"

And more splinters of chicken bones tossed on the floor and my hand and wrist are covered with chicken fat and dog saliva. And a crowd of people gathered around -- I don't know if just to watch or because we were blocking the aisle....

Anyway, finally I dislodged what I could. Thankfully, Kona is not the type of dog who would bite me even with my hand in her mouth.  My old dog, Boomer, would've probably bitten my hand off...  Kona is gentle... and

Thank God for the guy who told me about the bone.  Or I never would have known what she was eating.

When I got up off the floor, only one guy was left watching me. I thanked him. And fled, leaving the chicken bone and splinters where they landed on the floor because I didn't want Kona to go for them again. Checked out of the store quickly, drove home as fast as I could, called my vet (Hillary) left a message, googled "what to do if dog eats chicken bone" -- found a website that said feed the dog bread, and heck I just left the grocery store and didn't buy bread, but had some flour tortillas and so feed her a bunch of tortillas and her usual dog food and some water, she ate and drank everything and  thankfully Hillary called back --- and also thankfully, Kona wasn't throwing up and was eating but spent the next 72 hours on "poop watch". Fun! I mean I pick poop daily, twice a day actually, but not used to "examining it"... yikes

Thankfully, she's okay.

Ah, the life of a Service Dog and her handler!

BTW: what kind of idiot eats a chicken drumstick in the grocery store and just tosses the bone on the floor?

I'M BAAAACK!

After my internet being completely down, or off and on, for a couple of weeks and spending hours on the phone with tech support plus other hours uploading, downloading, waiting for things to upload/download, not to mention visiting "help" sites to to try to get this computer working right, and hours/days pulling out my hair... seems it is, finally working!

Fingers crossed...

Will try to blog something more relevant tomorrow....

Perhaps my computer needs some Reiki --

Sorry for the silence....

I'll be back!

Today is Bob's 61st Birthday....

Happy Birthday sweetheart! I love you, miss you and will always celebrate you this day. You are my husband, my one and only, in spirit and forever......

Q & A

Dear Readers: I've learned my lesson and promise to try to reply to all comments.

I have a question, hypothetical question, actually a couple, for you all, and would appreciate your honest response.

Question #1:

If your father, whom you always thought of as your Dad, was, in fact, not your biological father, would you want to know the truth?

Question #2:

If you found out your father was not your biological father (from a third party) how would that make you feel?

Thanks and looking forward to some responses.

Happy New Year

Here's to:

Another year without Bob.

Another year of anxiety and stress and depression.

Another year of loneliness

Another year I feel I can't blog my true feelings ---  as I get mostly negative comments -- or no comments --which is worse?

Or sometimes the"be happy" comments or the "get over it" comments --- which just make me feel like a failure...

The occasional supportive comment -- I love. Thank you.

But another year without most people understanding how I feel.

Another year just trying to get by....

Another year of writing my book...

Hope I find something this year....  not that anyone gives a shit... but it is what it is....

Happy New Year to you all!