A Deluge In my Bed!
April 17th 2008 14:45
The waterfall commenced at approximately 7-30am this morning, on my left shoulder. Just prior to this, I was snoozing after a late night, was vaguely half-woken by feeling pressure on my shoulder, then suddenly I was WIDE AWAKE!!
A cascade of “pug-water” flushed over my shoulder and into my bed clothes! An unholy stench filled my nostrils!
I had just been ‘christened’, pug style!
I couldn’t reprimand my 14 year old pug-face person, it really wasn’t her fault. I had received warning signs the last two days, and ignored them. When woofing, that is commanding my presence to do her bidding, I noticed small pug-pools, she was becoming incontinent.
So off to doctor, first thing; the examination started well, then he inserted the thermometer, and Stella poohed, again inserted, again poohed, again inserted, and again Stella poohed. Just so embarrassing! I pleaded forgiveness, I had walked her with success beforehand, which was true, but I doubt he believed me.
So, hormone pills, and we wait to see if that works, if not, more investigation; expensive ultra-sounds, blood tests, etc. Stella’s doctor is also a surgeon.
”If the incontinence does not clear up, we will have to investigate further. It could be kidney stones, or it could be…bladder cancer.”
Silence followed. We stared at each other.
“If it is cancer of the bladder, it really doesn’t matter if you catch it at the start or much later.”
We stared again.
Internally I inched a fragment of thought, ‘that means curtains for pugsy.’
Why is it curtains?
I couldn’t ask. I’ve already had a tough week emotionally, and today my cousins were throwing me a birthday lunch, and I had had little sleep, and was feeling very stressed after the events of this week.
Stella snorkelled amiably below our gaze. The doctor and I stared steadily at each other like gunfighters, only I had an empty holster.
Lunch was nice, two pressies, lovely German home cooked almond cake. Stella wee’d in their laundry beside her water bowl, thank God she didn’t do it on their beautiful old Turkish carpet.
Pug bed wetter lost for words!
A cascade of “pug-water” flushed over my shoulder and into my bed clothes! An unholy stench filled my nostrils!
I had just been ‘christened’, pug style!
I couldn’t reprimand my 14 year old pug-face person, it really wasn’t her fault. I had received warning signs the last two days, and ignored them. When woofing, that is commanding my presence to do her bidding, I noticed small pug-pools, she was becoming incontinent.
So off to doctor, first thing; the examination started well, then he inserted the thermometer, and Stella poohed, again inserted, again poohed, again inserted, and again Stella poohed. Just so embarrassing! I pleaded forgiveness, I had walked her with success beforehand, which was true, but I doubt he believed me.
So, hormone pills, and we wait to see if that works, if not, more investigation; expensive ultra-sounds, blood tests, etc. Stella’s doctor is also a surgeon.
”If the incontinence does not clear up, we will have to investigate further. It could be kidney stones, or it could be…bladder cancer.”
Silence followed. We stared at each other.
“If it is cancer of the bladder, it really doesn’t matter if you catch it at the start or much later.”
We stared again.
Internally I inched a fragment of thought, ‘that means curtains for pugsy.’
Why is it curtains?
I couldn’t ask. I’ve already had a tough week emotionally, and today my cousins were throwing me a birthday lunch, and I had had little sleep, and was feeling very stressed after the events of this week.
Stella snorkelled amiably below our gaze. The doctor and I stared steadily at each other like gunfighters, only I had an empty holster.
Lunch was nice, two pressies, lovely German home cooked almond cake. Stella wee’d in their laundry beside her water bowl, thank God she didn’t do it on their beautiful old Turkish carpet.
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tanx for the birthday wish, and as for my pugsy baby, generally the doctor thought her in good shape, but, it remains to be seen with the rest of it all.
I feel she will outlive me, like my mother, actually, I would much prefer it that way, for once they are gone, there is little reason left for me to exist.
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You are a valuable human being, entertaining too, life is precious, just think of all of those who have died prematurely who would give anything for life. Embrace it, smell the roses and thank God you are not worse off.
A good horsewhipping should fix you, free of charge, I'd do it myself, you little toad, naughty little
fog, and such a lot of fun when you are not on your soap box.
Life is precious, fog, embrace it.
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with me, life, and delight in it, is cyclical....from momentary joyous reverie, to long stretches of stygian void. where the purpose giving rays of light never penetrate.
that is, how it is...
cheers
fog
P.S. TANX for the horsewhipping offer, I may very well take you up on that one day, an old pal of mine was Madam Lash, so, you never know.....maybe katyzz has a side-line career ahead of her!!! tee hee!
P.P.S. My political rants may be annoying, but no where near as infuriating as the liars and psychopaths pretending to be looking after our welfare!!
P.P.P.S and tanx for the compliment too...
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what about...taking into account the suffix of your name here...zzz..
katyzzz...the zipper whipper!!
cheer
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and of course a full size human rack is an advantage in this industry!!
I'll speak to Madam Lash, if you are interested!!! hehe!!
'lashings' of cheers to you!
fog
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I just want to be Madam Kash. You know how it is. te he, getting there on adcents, much bigger TE HE.
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well...not sure how we got onto sado-masochism, but, maybe there is a vague and tenuous segue between the topics...caring for and owning a pug is a 'required' taste.
As my vet puts it, "Only very special people own a pug."
Meaning, you have the tolerance and patience of a saint!
But they are loving and lovely, and they actually smile when happy!!!
I know what you are saying Raven, and I appreciate the gentle approach to the subject...that cannot be named...but, I am not sure I can go through it all again.
Pugs need companionship and a lot of care, they also restrict your movements a bit too. And basically, I've lost too many friends, both human and animal, over the years and it is taking its toll on me emotionally.
Thanks for the thought though.
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fog