IT'S NOT TOO LATE, BUT NEXT YEAR WE WILL START PREPARING IN MARCH

Happy Independence Day!

Before you light the really impressive fireworks, consider the veterans and dogs and cats in the vicinity. If you can go out to the country, or light quiet fireworks, do.

That is not this crowd for the most part though. We are the ones under the bed with the dogs telling them all is well and will be over soon.

Next year we will start together in the spring. We will spend days taking the Thundershirts on and off our scardy pets with many treats involved. We will test medication before it is needed - with our vet team - to see what works best and at what dose. We will spray every surface with Adaptil and stuff all the Kongs. We will figure out the quietest, calmest rooms in our homes and stock them with blankies and toys and treats. And we will buy every edition of every album made by "Through A Dog's Ear." 

Artwork by Abby

Today...

Use antianxiety medications that have been prescribed for your pets if they have helped in the past. Give a dose before the day gets crazy.

Stay home with your pets if they are nervous, anxious or phobic if you can.

Do not bring the dogs to fireworks shows or even outside. Even the calmest dog can develop a noise phobia if they are exposed to the loud noises. This is the number one day for lost pets. And the fireworks are no safer for dogs than for a high energy toddler (most likely because of their many similarities :))

Make sure dogs have a quiet, dark place to retreat if they want to and that cats have a high and a low place to go (this is always a good kitty rule of dewclaw).

Hide under the bed with them if you need to. Tell them This Too Shall Pass.

Do whatever it takes to calm their anxiety...and yours.

Have a great holiday Friends. Let me know tomorrow how it went.

I love how photogenic Luna is, but this is one of my favorite pictures of her yet! Photos by Abby, too :)

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July 4, 2016

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLIVE AND AMERICA!

GUEST POST! I AM NOT YOU, BUT I AM YOU

Today's post is a guest post from Brendan Howard. He is one of my favorite people and an editor at dvm360, one of my favorite veterinary groups. Great post - Thank you Brendan!

Enjoy!

The first selfie I ever took - with Brendan at CVC in KC

I am Not You, But I am You

I've worked in the veterinary industry for eleven years or so.

I've never cleaned a cage, but I've written to the kennel attendants who do and suggested that doctors should pitch in and not observe too much job hierarchy in practice.

I've never helped hold and pet an anxious dog for a physical exam, but I written to the veterinary assistants who do and suggested they might enjoy their day better if they'd send really anxious dogs home to come back and try again another day.

I've never managed anesthesia for the veterinary surgeon, but I've written to the licensed veterinary technicians who do about talking their bosses into buying newer, better machines for the job.

I've never worked on ProSal for a practice owner, but I've written to the associates who do that they need to negotiate their percentages better and argue for themselves in practice.

I've never managed a hospital full of veterinary team members, but I've written to the practice managers who do and given them advice to save their business-frightened bosses from themselves.

I've never built a veterinary hospital, but I've written to the practice owners who do and spend all year (and a three-day conference) helping them make that dream happen.

I've never answered a phone or faced a busy veterinary reception area, but I've written to the client service representatives who do and offered them different communication strategies and emotional coping techniques to make a busy, bad day better.

I've never done any of that, but I've spent eleven years putting on continuing education conferences and presenting data and writing articles and cultivating relationships with the smartest people in veterinary medicine and management so I could help all the kennel attendants and veterinary assistants and veterinary technicians and practice managers and associates and practice owners.

I hope it's helpful.

Now I have to get back to work ...

Remember Veterinary Economics? I do. I worked there for years and remain dedicated to its practice management message. That great thinking and help is all over the CVC shows now as well as dvm360, Firstline and Vetted.

Brendan Howard is in charge of business-related content at CVC, dvm360.com, dvm360 magazine, Firstline and Vetted. Shawn Finch is one of his favorite people in the industry.

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July 3, 2016

TERMS OF VOLUNTEER HOURS

THE MUSICIAN AT THE FARMERS' MARKET

One of Omaha's summer farmers' markets is at Aksarben Village on Sundays. It is our favorite one, and when we go, we bring the dogs.

This is my favorite thing that has happened there this year...

We were walking past one of the musicians - they play on the corners of the Farmers' Market just far enough away from each other that they will not interfere with each other's music. He is an amazing guitar player, but I do not know his name.

He stopped playing and watched Abby and Luna cross the street. He yelled, "You and your dog match! You have matching pink hair! That makes me so happy."

He started playing again, and Abby and I smiled at each other. We smiled for most of the rest of the day. I hope he did too.

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July 2, 2016

ARMCHAIR UKULELE TUNER

BEGIN AGAIN AGAIN

Daily posts it is. I love being able to interact with you daily. And tell you the small things - that are often the big things - about a day in the life of.

This was a long, heartbreaking, really good, difficult week. It ended with Joy being obsessed with ice (or my sangria - I only gave her the ice, I promise), so it ended on a high note.

It threw me off quite a bit - through no fault of Pete's - to be at odds with my boss, even a little. Being (mostly) on the same page again - no, not even that...We can disagree about everything, but if we are getting along, I do so much better. That is MY issue, not his, and I should have not gotten tripped up here!

How appropriate I suppose to begin again again on the day we stop saving used syringes to reuse for injections FOREVER! I have been celebrating for weeks! I haven't been told yet though so don't say anything :)

Happy July you guys. I've got a lot of cute pictures and a handful of awesome guest posts, so it was time for me to quit slacking!

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July 1, 2016

HUH

FULL COLOR

I've decided to go full color with this blog.

Some scheduled posts will still be in dog and cat vision.

I will try to include a dog and cat vision photo in each post - because how cool is that to be able to see what they see? More or less. (So cool I think).

The neatest thing I have discovered in posting dog and cat vision photos for these past several months is that dogs and cats see each other true to color - whites, blacks, browns, even the gorgeous blue of husky eyes. 

Gorgeous Husky in Full Color...

Gorgeous Husky in Dog and Cat Vision...Same!

To be honest, I miss how pink Joy's tongue is in full vision color.

My dogs are usually dyed. My kids' hair is ALWAYS dyed, and green grass is really pretty.

And really, do we want muted photos during Pride Month?

My Gorgeous Daughter Amanda at Pride 2016

My Gorgeous Daughter Amanda at Pride 2016 IN FULL COLOR! :)

So I will post the full color pictures but also some cat and dog vision pictures.

Next to decide is if I have the time to continue making this a daily blog!

I am glad to be on this journey with you.

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June 14, 2017

THE POSITIVITY CORNER

RESTING

I will be offline for some much needed down time for a few weeks Friends.

Luna's ears ARE pink. It happens in this family :)

The next post here will be June 14.

Thanks for sticking with me! Have a wonderful start to summer, and I will see you again soon <3

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EVERY CAT, EVERY TIME

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ON ANESTHESIA

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THE GOOD DEATH

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FAREWELL TO CATS

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HANNAH ROSE

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CATS IN HATS

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ADVANCES IN SMALL ANIMAL MEDICINE AND SURGERY

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TAKING A REAL VACATION, NOT A VETERINARIAN VACATION

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SOMETIMES I AM FIVE

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BEYOND OUR EXPERTISE

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IT'S NEVER HAPPENED SINCE

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LUCY'S WATER ADVENTURE

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GINO

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ALWAYS BRING A PUPPY

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FOR THE LOVE OF LUCK

Remember Orvis, the sporting company that creates the great dog-themed infographics? Their latest pet project is this video, For the Love of Luck. I love it so much.

(Does the dog die? NO.)

Some dogs are special - the way they soldier through the ups and downs, how they bring tail-thumping optimism to our day, the way they make us better people. For Nancy Mackinnon, Luck's mom & long-time matriarch of the Orvis family, "It's an amazing experience to go through a lifetime with a dog."

This video has been nominated for a Telly award. Viewers can rate the video here: https://peoples.tellyawards.com/PublicVoting#/2017/branded-content-entertainment/peoples-telly/peoples-telly-branded-content-entertainment/for-the-love-of-luck

Voting continues until Saturday, June 3.

Thank you Orvis for your great pet-themed projects and for always celebrating the human-animal bond! I always look forward to What's Next with you.

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May 30, 2016

MEMORIAL DAY - IN MEMORY OF UNCLE STAN MENZE

A LETTER TO GULLIVER'S FORMER HUMANS

GUEST POST!

Gulliver is one of my favorite dogs in the world. And his people are my favorite people. They have worked so hard in conjunction with his veterinary team and his grooming team (that is, Amy) to get him through so much, not the least of which has been several anxiety issues. He is the best little dog, and I hope you love him as much as I do after reading about him.

The following is a letter Gulliver's Mom Jaime wrote to his former humans.

To Gulliver’s former humans:

May 29, 2017 will mark three years since we first met Gulliver.  You abandoned him at NHS a couple days prior, with floor length hair matted down to the skin and a ThunderShirt which provided him no comfort.  You cited a laundry list of reasons on the surrender paperwork for why you made the decision, along with some “helpful hints” for his future owners.  I’ve had a lot to say to you for the last three years and I need to get it out of my system now.

I saw Gulliver on the NHS website and asked my boss to leave work early to meet him.  I was in the midst of a two-year long bout with crippling depression and I thought a pet might help.  My now-fiancé Ross gave me two stipulations: the pet had to be small and he didn’t want them to shed.  Gulliver fit that mold, so I left work early on the afternoon of May 29, 2014 to go see him with Ross.

We waited patiently for a room and an adoption specialist to become available.  When we got the room, I sat on the floor to await his arrival.  He barreled into the room a few minutes later, jumped into my lap, and curled up in a ball to sleep the rest of the time we were speaking with the adoption specialist.  She told us all of the horrible things you said about Gulliver: that he was aggressive with kids, that he refused to be potty trained, that he would jump over baby gates but go crazy if he was kenneled, that he refused to play with toys…the list went on and on.

I almost asked to see another dog.  I asked Ross to tell me we couldn’t bring him home, and he refused.  You almost talked me out of taking him home.  But I looked down at the tiny little dog sleeping soundly in my lap, and I couldn’t let the adoption specialist take him back to the kennel.  I told Ross we could do training classes with him if he needed them.  I told him we could figure something out if he truly had behavioral issues.  I felt that he picked me when he jumped into my lap that afternoon, so we took him home.

You knew he had anxiety issues because you sent him to NHS in a ThunderShirt.  Did it ever occur to you to speak with a vet about it?  Because that occurred to us right after we brought him home.  He tried chasing us out the door every time one or both of us left.  He only went potty in the apartment if he was left by himself at home.  He lost two teeth trying to chew his way out of a kennel.  He would randomly start convulsing.  The first vet we saw said anxiety isn’t a thing with dogs and that we needed to keep kenneling him.  That wasn’t good enough for us, so we took him to Dr. Finch.  She believed that Gulliver needed treatment for anxiety and started him on two different meds.

He’s a completely different dog today.  His panic attacks have stopped and he doesn’t try to chase us out the door anymore.  He gets free roam of the apartment and he doesn’t touch anything that isn’t his.  Squeaky toys litter our apartment because we determined you lied about him not playing with toys—did the squeaking bother you too much or something?  Because that’s just something dogs do.  And the most aggressive thing he has done to a child is stealing a piece of toast out of the hand of our friend’s toddler.  He’s the light of our lives, and Ross even included him in the proposal a couple months ago.  You almost talked me out of taking him home.  I’m eternally grateful that I didn’t listen to you.

I’ve spent three years wanting to chew you out for failing to meet his needs, and for abandoning him without a second thought.  Instead, as I write this today, I’m wanting to thank you for giving us the opportunity to give him a better life.  We would jump through flaming hoops for that little guy.  He shows us so much love and we give him the best life possible in return.  We’re going to celebrate his adoption day by taking him for his beloved car ride to get ice cream.  Thank you for giving up on him, because now he’s ours to dote on for the rest of his life.

Sincerely,

Gulliver’s new mom, Jaime

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May 29, 2016

MOM IS DOING WELL

NEW NEIGHBORS

Recently a nice couple moved in next door with their two beautiful dogs. We have been meaning to go meet them, but for now we wave over the fence when any of us is outside.

Recently a very nice veterinary assistant started at Gentle Doctor. I only see Chrystal about once a week as she works at the 152nd Street location.

Last week, Erika and Chrystal were talking about addresses. (Who talks about addresses?? But I am glad they were!)

Erika texted me, "Chrystal is your next door neighbor!"

"No way!" I texted. I did not feel so bad for not recognizing her - as my neighbor at work or as my coworker at home - when she said she did not recognize me either. We both must have been experiencing that grade school teacher at the grocery store phenomenon.

"I've been meaning to come over - we're super introverted," I said.

"Me too," Chrystal said.

"Why do you live so far from Gentle Doctor?" I asked.

"Why do you?" Chrystal asked.

Most combinations of our two families have all met now, and it has been very fun getting to know each other.

I can tell as well as the day(s) we met, these are great neighbors and we have a great new coworker!

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May 28, 2016

MY FAVORITE "SHOOT FOR THE MOON" VERSION

WE ALL MISS YOUR PETS WHEN THEY'RE GONE

Dr. Tonya McIlnay, Omaha's veterinary ophthalmologist, calls double or second enucleations - surgery to remove an eye - the eye doctor's euthanasia, because after that, she does not ever get to see that pet again.

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May 27, 2016

THE BEST DESCRIPTION OF CANINE COGNITIVE DYSFUNCTION I HAVE EVER HEARD

ALLISON CLEANS ALL THE TEETH

This past Mother's Day weekend, on a rare Friday that vet tech Allison and I got to work together, I filled our schedule to the top with dental work. Usually we do one or two surgeries or dental procedures in a day, and schedule them for the morning in case we also need the time before afternoon appointments start at 2 pm to finish. We had three dental procedures scheduled for Friday morning.

"Are you sure that is a good idea, Friend?" Allison asked.

"That is not a good idea," Angie said.

"It'll be great!" I said.

I pride myself a bit on guessing accurately how complex a dental procedure will be, how long it will take and how much it will cost - though truly you cannot know all of that for sure until a pet is under anesthesia. These three dogs all have great teeth, and we expected no extractions. They were all from the same family, and Mom wanted to get them done at the same time, so I told her we would.

Jen and Allison doing dental work

Allison had her doubts, but was a good sport about it all.

"We'll see," she said.

We created a back up plan that if the procedures took longer than expected, we would reschedule the third dog for another day.

Here's the part that was the most fun...

I was so sure of Allison and her ability that I commissioned Abby to make a thank you card for Allison the night before. Abby went above and beyond, and painted the beautiful dogs we were seeing from my description. Her paintings look just like them!

Russ called flower shops and bakeries until he found a team willing to help us on the weekend of Mother's Day. He coordinated with Petit's Pastries, the awesome bakery up the street from Gentle Doctor, to deliver cupcakes with Abby's card at 11:30 am, right when I figured we would be finishing up.

Our team showed up early ready to go.

Jen was there to help. Stephanie was there to help. I was there to give anesthetic medications. As any vet tech knows though, in any dental procedure, the technician does the majority of the work. Allison was ready. The dogs came in one by one...and it went as well as I had hoped.

One of the women from Petit's Pastries came in with Allison's card and cupcakes and set them on the counter. Jen brought them back to Allison who was finishing anesthetic recovery of the third dog. Allison asked who they were from. Jen said she didn't know. Allison said they were probably from Hannah. Because Allison insisted on making sure her patient was fully recovered before letting anything break her focus, even Cookie Monster cupcakes, I had to wait a full ten minutes for Allison to check the card and see it was from me.

Timing In Real Life is not my strong suit. I am almost as proud of myself and my timing in this situation as I am of my family for making it work and Allison and the rest of the vet team in taking care of these three great dogs and their Mom. Almost.

That was a fun day.

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May 26, 2016

ON DISCUSSING TREATMENT PLANS

DR. KRAPFL ILLUSTRATES SURGERY

Dr. Krapfl was explaining to us the technique he uses for bilateral abdominal cryptorchid surgery. Which is more important but less entertaining than the pictures he used to illustrate his points.

I asked Dr. Krapfl if I could post these photos, and he said I could. I also said I WAS listening. I was.

We all yelled our guesses like we were playing Pictionary. I thought the best guess was a tick.

Dr. Krapfl paused to explain that this is a dog. Clearly.

See? A beautiful dog.

For the life of us, we could not guess what the dots were, even with the hint that a dog may or may not have the marked #1 dot. Guesses included toes (nope) and pads (nope).

The dots are claws!

Thanks Dr. Krapfl for being a good sport! We truly were listening :)

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May 25, 2016

THE IMPORTANCE OF A COMPLETE HISTORY

AUNT JANEEN ANDERSON

My Great Aunt Janeen Anderson passed away recently.

Janeen was my Mom's Mom's (my Grandma's) sister. Their last surviving sibling is my Great Aunt Pat.

Aunt Janeen and her family lived in Omaha when I was growing up, She and Uncle Frank moved to Bella Vista Arkansas thirty years ago, and have loved it. Uncle Frank was the first mayor of Bella Vista, so we called Aunt Janeen the first First Lady.

This is the ceramic Santa Janeen painted for Russ and me for our wedding gift. It is one of my favorite Christmas decorations, and sometimes I leave it out all year.

Aunt Janeen had many wise things to say, but the one thing that has impacted me the most was her description of depression, which she also lived with. She said that depression is the dark night of the soul. That is a beautiful description for such an awful condition. I love it so much.

Depression is the dark night of the soul.

It is poetic when depression is anything but.

It is hopeful when depression makes things seem hopeless.

It compares depression to night which implies morning is coming.

Thank you for  your loving fingerprints on my life Aunt Janeen. We will all miss you very much.

Janeen Kay Anderson of Bella Vista, Arkansas | 1937 - 2017 | Obituary

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May 24, 2016

RADIO STATIC

LEARNING SIGN LANGUAGE

We have a client who speaks only Spanish, which was the kick in the butt I needed to learn Spanish.

We have a client who speaks Sign Language, and I have had clients who speak Sign Language before this as well. If my Spanish speaking client is warm and kind, our Sign Language client is...the opposite. You know the people who look like they really need a hug, but you know if you hug them, there is a very good chance they will punch you? I do not think this client would punch me, but I have not hugged him either.

The pop-up on his pets' medical records lists the doctors he prefers, and, I am not making this up, it lists every doctor in the practice, including some who have left, EXCEPT me. And somehow the poor guy seems to always get stuck with me.

I love when he and his dogs are in.

He is very good at reading lips, and we write notes back and forth. 

I write in a big diagonal swoop in purple sparkle pen, "Has he been itching?? :) :) :)"

and he writes in small neat letters in a straight line in black ball point pen - unless he does not have one in which case I loan him my purple sparkle pen - "yes."

I write, "I will help him! <3" and he rolls his eyes and mouths "thank you."

We may have more differences than hearing ability, but I still think it has been a jerk move on my part to not learn a LITTLE Sign Language over the years. I will start with learning "thank you," which I hope he will know will mean "I appreciate you putting up with me, and I think you and your wife and your dogs are great! :) (((hugs)))"

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May 23, 2016

ON DISCUSSING TREATMENT PLANS

LEARNING SPANISH

Recently I had a client ask in Spanish if I knew any Spanish.

"No," I said (in Spanish and English). "Do you know any English?" I asked in English.

"No!" she said, and laughed. She was a very good sport about trying to tell me about her dog (who thankfully was in for wellness care, so communicating was a little more straightforward.)

I decided that the next time she and her dog were in, I would be able to say "yes."

Which I have since learned is "sí." And I learned how to make an accent mark with the keyboard!

I have no excuse for living in America - the country with the highest percentage of Spanish speakers other than primarily Spanish speaking countries - and having Spanish speaking veterinary classmates and having Spanish speaking preschool Sunday school students and having Spanish speaking clients and living in South Omaha (for Pete's sake!) and not knowing Spanish.

Thanks to my Spanish speaking client, I now have no excuse and motivation.

I found three fun apps - Rocket Languages, Duolingo and Tiny Cards.

So now I have no excuse, motivation and an obsessive compulsive drive. 

Kristen (who already had the Duolingo app and who is much more multilingual than you would suspect) and Kelly and Hannah and Russ and Karen and I all decided to learn/brush up on languages with Duolingo together. (Team 120!)

So now I have no excuse, motivation, an obsessive compulsive drive...and encouragement.

This has been very fun so far! After a month's study, I can say, "sí, un poco." (Yes, a little). Next to learn will be upside down exclamation points so when my dear client and I meet again, I can say it emphatically :)

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May 22, 2016

WHY?

MOTHER'S DAY AT THE LAKE

We went to the lake to spend Mother's Day with Karen and Phill. We had a wonderful day!

Happy Mother's Day Karen!

You are the best Mom-in-Law I could ever have, and I love you so much!!

I left these last pictures in color - how beautiful is this fruit pizza?? Abby and Amanda made it for me. I may have been obsessing over how awesome the fruit pizzas Kelly and I have been getting are! :)

Happy Mother's Day too to my two beautiful children. You made this a very fun Mother's Day, and you make me the luckiest Mom in the world by being you. I love you so much!

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May 16, 2016

FALLING IN LOVE WITH A BREED

THE LONG FLIGHT OF STAIRS

The couple had been in often lately with their old dog. She had surmounted many health challenges with grace, and was now - even on supplements and arthritis medication and back at a healthy weight - unable to climb stairs any more.

Dad said, "you know, she gives me the same look at the bottom of the stairs that she gave me when she was a puppy." I think the look means, "You don't really expect me to do that by myself do you?" 

I said, "when she was a puppy, each stair was probably bigger than her!" She was now, after diligent care from her Mom and Dad, back down from a slightly high weight to a lean fifty pounds.

"Yeah," Mom said. "She was so small. As soon as she was a little taller, she figured those stairs out, and would tear up and down them all the time."

Dad smiled and said, "I carried her then, I'll carry her now."

They left ready to face this next stage as well as they have every one before this. I get a little teary eyed thinking about this dog and her family, but it makes me smile picturing her as a tiny puppy, ready, as ready as she is now, to take on the next challenge.

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May 15, 2016

RUSS SHOULD SHOW UP FOR BIBLE STUDY MORE OFTEN

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOM!

When I was in middle school, I found a newborn mouse in my gym locker. The school had a mouse problem, and had brought in professionals to solve it. Clearly I could not alert the school leaders to the presence of the baby mouse. So, of course, I gently picked him up and put him in my pencil case and went outside to wait for carpool.

On the way home, I showed my friends Sue and Jenny the baby mouse. I did not show the driver, knowing she would not be as excited as I was (Sorry Mrs. Newhouse for bringing a live mouse into your car!)

At home, I told Mom that a newborn mouse was going to DIE and I SAVED him!

This may have been a turning point for Mom. Or maybe Mom had already seen where this path was taking us. Mom had said my brothers and I could have any pet but a spider, snake or rodent, and no dogs.

Mom took a deep breath and looked into my pencil bag for a while - I hardly noticed the pause as a kid, but I so appreciate Mom now for what she said next, "Well, let's get started."

Mom found a ten gallon aquarium, and we placed a soft towel in the bottom. We put a bunch of tissues in and placed the little pink bean on top of them.

I was smiling lovingly at him. Mom said, "you know he might not make it. He is very young." 

"I know," I said. But truly I was already so excited to raise him that I hardly heard.

Mom heated a baked potato and wrapped it in a washcloth. We did that every few hours to keep him warm. Mom made some genius baby mouse milk supplement with yogurt and vitamins and I don't know what else. This was in the days before kitten milk replacer and the internet, so Mom was relying completely on her awesome Momness, to create a product she probably never dreamed she would need in her role as Greatest Mom in the World.

We named him Tater. I played Rick Astley's "Never Going to Give You Up" to him to encourage him.

He did live. As soon as he had open ears and eyes and could run and jump and eat hamster food on his own, Mom reminded me that he was a wild mouse, and needed to live in the wild to be truly happy. Again with the awesome Momness and life lessons when I thought we were just raising a baby mouse together.

We brought him to the field together and set him gently next to a large pile of hamster food we had put out. He grabbed a piece of corn and ran off into the field and, I am pretty sure, lived happily ever after.

Our family went on to have several hamsters, gerbils and rats. Mom and Dad did of course get a tiny poodle, Ernie Dog. They now have two wonderful Poodle dogs, Felix and Oscar. And I bet, if a grandchild was just desperate enough for help, and asked really sweetly, Grandma would help you save a baby field mouse too.

THANK YOU Mom for all you have done to raise and encourage me and nurture my love of animals. I am who I am today and where I am today because of you and Dad. You are the best, and I love you so much!

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

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May 14, 2016

GREAT SERVICE