Resquiat in Pace

Well, it’s done. Razz is at the Rainbow Bridge no doubt being conned by Tasha, one of our dogs that went before her. We cut it close, but I think we gave him all the time he could comfortably have.

In the 3 short years he blessed us with his company he learned how wonderful life could be. From being a puppy mill breeder kept in a cage with no contact outside of siring more puppies. We watched him blossom before us as he learned how to play, tossing his rawhide in the air, chasing it down and growling at it so it would know who was boss only to toss it again. He learned how to get snorgled and how to give kisses. He learned what home made food tasted like and how to sleep in bed with the whole family.

And we learned that no matter what happens to you in your past, if you learn to appreciate the here and now you’ll find your happiness. We also learned that no matter how shitty a day you might have had in the outside world, there was always someone that would be delighted to see us when we got home.

Thanks for all your well wishes, your prayers, good thoughts and hugs. Razz wanted us to thank you too.

Mrs. Negligent here. But this time I have an excuse

NOTHING has been going on, unless you count tending to the sick and out and out hospice care. I had a very sick Mr. yesterday and I’m staying home today to make sure he’s doing ok. Our little Razz is got some horrible wasting disease that’s making him lose protein. We put him on steroids to help him out, but even though it’s doing a great job at bolstering his system, it won’t cure him. We also found out yesterday that Taco Girl has some constipation problem that, in the words of the vet, “constipation can kill a cat.” She’s getting some sort of fiber pill and kitty Dulcolax.

Look! My boy Razz with actual proof that I can knit! Excuse the demon eyes.

Taco back in her sassy days.

Knitting news: All work on the Scarf of Wonder came to a screeching halt as I made yet another baby kimono, a set of coasters for a gift, and some socks for my sister. I’m looking forward to finishing up the socks any time now so I can return to my scarf. So much knitting, so little time!

Work news: Ugh. Boring. Saw an RV with a Mercedes chassis that cost over $100k. See the fish house post for rant about people with too much money to spend on toys.

LOTRO, aka Lord of the Rings Online: I’ve been playing the crap out of this game recently. If you’re not into MMORPG’s you’d never understand, but here are a couple of screen shots and maybe you’ll at least get an appreciation for the artwork that goes into making a game like this:

An Open Hearth Night at the Prancing Pony

There’s a system in game that allows you to write music. The guy with the lute was performing Jim Croce songs and original compositions. It was really cool and I was very impressed by his arrangements. He even had a script set up to post the lyrics in time to the music. There was also an elf who kept doing some sort of dance. For supposedly being an elusive people, they sure like to be the center of attention.

I encountered this little rascal outside the town of Bree:

Hey! Off the table!

If only you could shear sheep and knit in the game. Then I’d have an excuse as to why I’m not getting more knitting (among other things) done in real life.