Countdown

Only three or four more days (depending how you count it) of cone! I wish I could say the same about rain. Man, it's really coming down today, soaking the dog poop I kept postponing picking up. Rained-on dog poop is so disgusting. And so heavy. Now that we can add food scraps to yard debris for composting, they only pick up garbage every two weeks (composting & recycling weekly). My garbage can is very heavy with mostly dog poop, most of which would be a lot lighter if it ever got a chance to dry out. There must be some way to recycle dog poop, but I don't know one. Maybe I could burn it for fuel and get a compost stove or water heater. Do such things exist? Fume stink control? Nah, I doubt it exists. I think Charly poops excessively. Maybe she's not digesting efficiently.

I took Charly to the vet Monday to have them check her incision and to get some sort of sedative to reduce her activity level. Maybe I should have left her home. She got so excited about everything there that by the time we were ready to leave she had started to bleed a little. They patched her up with some skin glue and sent me home with pills. They work! She is noticeably calmer and takes more naps. That's a relief, but I am getting so fed up with this cone business that I can hardly stand to wait. I need a sedative too. Cone bashing is no fun on my end. The novelty has worn off. Charly copes pretty well, has even learned to scratch her butt with the cone, though sometimes she gets the angle wrong and I have to help her out.

I am bored, staying home too much out of sympathy for Charly's plight. I feel Charly'd out. But she's still cute, and she now weighs 43.6 lbs.