It's so very, very hot.
I think the gravel in our driveway is melting.
In other news, it hasn't snowed lately(!) and we could use a little bit of rain to water the gardens... I didn't just say that.
It's been a roller-coaster of good cop/bad cop here the past few days.
Bad news: Jack's eye wasn't looking so good so I called the vet yesterday morning, left a message describing the symptoms and she rushed over right away as you don't mess around with suspected uveitis (inflammation of the eye, the leading cause of equine blindness). And yep, diagnostic confirmed. Uveitis.
Good news: we may have caught it in time, he's on topical meds 3 times a day so we'll know by tomorrow if the treatment is working. Could take a good two weeks to clear if all goes well. If not, then we're looking at months. Crossing fingers and toes. His vitals are great (heart, lungs, weight, legs, etc) so that's good news.
Bad news: yesterday the power steering broke on the car and Vegas was an hour away from home, in the city on business.
Good news: the problem seemed to has fixed itself after the car cooled down, which is strange and not very comforting, but at least he made the drive home in one piece. He's gone to the city again today so we'll see if it happens again. Still have to get it checked out though.
(pause for self-portrait of melting, sticky me)
Look at those ham arms :-D
Good news: found a local handyman who repaired the crappy little chicken coop yesterday since we don't have any spare money to build a new one - new roof with shingles, bump-out to add floor space and next week the whole ugly thing will be clad in white vinyl to seal it from the rain and pretty it up - yay! New summer home for the banties!
Bad news: missing roof shingles on our house, which is soooo tall we need to hire a professional roofer with proper equipment to sort it out. No funds for that but it's a need and not a want so we'll have to figure something out. Crap.
So, besides all of this, the heat and humidity are bringing the dogs down, specially Dakotah. He's been throwing up bile in the mornings and barely eating his breakfasts, which is highly unusual for the 4-legged hoover. His front limping is getting worse and he has zero energy. My naturopath expert friend will come give him a Bowen treatment tomorrow to see if that helps, if not then off to the surgeon vet he goes... I only trust the one who rebuilt his knee 3 years ago, even if the clinic is an hour away and very expensive.
C'est la vie, yes?
At least I get to wear the sexiest fuscia push-up bra evar thanks to sweet Prin, whose Victoria Secret shopping faux-pas often end being Christmas for me - seriously, she has been supplying me with the most perfect boob racks for a while now, I should hire her as my stylist :-D
/end of Cleavage post/