my stuff!

yeh weird subject line, but I'm feeling a bit upset right now; not stemmed from anything local at the moment. -- an LJ comment I'd written was taken the wrong way. I can now see why this may have happened, but I didn't mean it like that. I just had failed to mention certain things for fear of me long-lost LJ bud to take it all wrong himself (especially publically) though it may have been friends only, who knows? I actually skip a lot of community posts; therefore, I do a lot of tabbing and don't always see if a particular entry is marked "protected" or not. anyway .. I'll get over it I guess; I just hate it when people have a go at me when they hardly know me and what I'm about.
As I was just saying to M, internet stuff really use to get to me (even though some people just call it "email" or whatever). to me, if people attack you for no reason over email, then they're just as bad in real life and not worth knowing. However, it's not like that for some people.
so, I've had to learn to take how some stupid people act on the net with a grane of salt.
anyway, as I was saying, I have become internet-strong. but I guess I'm a bit vulnerable cos of my missing Heartly so much.
that leads me on to her story. I had to survive using my friend, the cane on thursday. I found it very challenging, as I knew I would. However, yesterday, I learnt I wasn't as scared of it as I should be. See thursday I was just sliding the cane outside because of the roller tip, I thought that would make it easier, but it made me veer more. so, I used the tappy technique and it made me walk straighter. anyway .. what's a whole LJ entry devoted to the discussion of white canes? pretty sad! Lol
Mum and I picked Heartly up on Thursday evening, got all her instructions and went back to their place. and while Miss Heartly was sposed to be nice and quiet after the big opp, oh no, not her, she was walkin around and having her Mummy more concerned.
We had chicken spear-ribs which is something, we haven't had in about eighteen years! it was amazing! then I said my goodbyes to Heartly, and dad dropped me back here.
Used the cane yesterday course, and called up to check on my baby, and she was fine! had a good sleep and was wandering down the backyard with Mum as she attended to the chooks. apparently when I'd left she was whining a bit; prob thought "she's leaving me again". but mum gave her a lot of attention so she was alright.
She has to go back Monday for a followup check up and then back on the 29th to get stitches out (providing she's ready for that to happen.) then I will prob give her the rest of that week and will start workin again.
still ahven't been told what date I'll be starting at Queens but at least it won't be while Heartly is out of action.
so that's the story morning glory!
(Heartly and I are very greatful for the warm comments and she will no doubt write an entry all on her very own when she gets back here.)
til next time, RdFreak

I'm baaaaaaaack!

Im back, did ya miss me? nah probably not since Mum never lets me write in here anyway. but, I guess I am writing now yeah!
Grandma dropped me back here before as they were going to the market. Mum was so happy with that idea, or so she says! All she wants to do is hug me, but she's afraid she'll touch the stitches. what's wrong with that? I think they're cool! I mean I've never had stitches in my entire life, and it's fun to show them off, cos people think I've really been in an accident, and give me attention and stuff!
anyway Mum read me the comments while I was up on Mum's bed, (It's so much comfyier than mine ha!) anyway I'd like to thank those kind souls; they were much appreciated (woh that's a big word for me; think I spelt it right!) Let me tell you about my ordeal. Let me tell you, i've never had any annesthetic before, but it went alright. I think Mum was very worried about me, but it was for nothing! but that's what Mums do; worry worry worry!
anyway, Mum, Aunty Mazz and Molly took me down to the vet thursday morning; my harness handle in one hand, and a folded cane in the other. It was our eighth anniversary together so why she picked that day, I will never know! but she did mention this to the Vet.
Anyway after her and the vet doing a lot of talking, she toook me away. Mum stroked me but that's all she did! guess she didn't want to make it any worse by hugging me or anything! I don't mind admitting, I was scared, and I was lonely. why did Mum do this on our anniversary? I wanted to go to work with her. I like going to work with her. I sometimes find a few chips on the ground at the station. I also love the different smells around that I never get at home, or at the vets!
anyway I won't bore you with the small details about the visit as it's all boring and I can't remember much of them anyway, but there was just a lot of waiting around. Then the Vet came up and gave me a few injections, including one that put me to sleep before I could think "food".
I vaguely remember waking up with a drip (I think they called it) in me, and I was in a bit of pain. I also had my stitches in my side, under my chest and on my right shoulder. I was told that mum rang from work to see how I was.
then, after more waiting around, hours of it in fact, and listening to other dogs barking (of which I wasn't allowed to go and meet them), Mum and Grandma finally came for me. The nurse took my drip out, put a bandidg over it and led me out.
they organized bills and talked about some other stuff, then we went.
We went back to grandma's house, and that's where I was til today. am going back there tomorrow night though as Grandma is taking me to the vet Monday for my followup visit. They were given pain killers to give me but I don't really need them. I was in quite a bit of pain after my opperation but after that I was fine.
i spent yesterday just roaming around. I even got to go outside once, but then it was only supervized closely when I needed to go to toilet.
Damn I better go now; Mum has come back to earth, or whatever she was doing.
Til next time, a greatful Heartly Natasha Keyte