UPDATE: Added photo. This is one I took last week.
The animal lovers among you will be relieved to know that I did take Dax to the vet for her allergy shot today. There are few things in the world more pitiful and horrifying than Dax in a pet carrier. The noise is unreal! It sounds like someone is torturing some kind of weird extraterrestrial. If there are any movie sound effects people out there I would be glad to let you use Dax’s cries in your next sci-fi horror feature – for an appropriate monetary compensation of course. Actually being at the vet’s and getting the shot was nowhere near as traumatic as the ride in the car. She was a little nervous about it and kept trying to snuggle up close to me – me, the one who took her there in the first place – but she didn’t seem especially freaked out.
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Last night our TV turned itself off and then on again several times. No, it wasn’t the cat walking on the remote again. That was my first thought. Number Two Son (He wasn’t here at the time but I told him about it this morning.) said that it’s possessed. I think being something like 20 years old might have something to do with it but I’m liking the notion of it being possessed. We started getting excited about the possibility that we might need a new TV (even though we’re really hoping we won’t need one for a while) so this evening we went to Wal-mart and looked at all the big, shiny, new flat screen TV’s and wrote down some model numbers and then came home and watched our old TV for a while. I think it knows we’re talking about replacing it because it totally behaved itself tonight.