My old girl had to cross the Rainbow Bridge last night. She developed an abscess on the right side of her face. I brought her to the vet and he recommended an xray to see if it was soft tissue or cancer. It was cancer. She was very old, about 17 or 18, so it was time. She passed peacefully in my arms, purring until the last.
I'm upset by the amount of money the vet's office charged me. No discount on anything, full price for the xrays (3), an examination charge, plus the euthanasia. Unbelievable. $500. I'm disgusted.
I am not going to get any more pets. I still have Sasha and the outdoor cat, but I am going to try to find a home for the outdoor cat before winter.
This is the last picture of Brownie, she is just passed. I have a patch of her fur and her paw prints.
Yeah me! Two posts in a month! I have been a slug the last two weeks. I went to the second grape harvest next door and went up to the Penfield museum, but that was basically it. I skipped going to Calvary Day at the UVMH. I wish I hadn't because I understand that Oak performed magnificently. I would have enjoyed basking a little in his glory.
So I have been staying home and staring out the window feeling guilty as hell for not enjoying these last few days of fall weather. My "should" has been out in full force. I "should" have done this, or that. My last counselor, Carol, was fond of reminding me of that word.
I've compromised on my ceiling. I purchased two rolls of reflective insulation barrier to put up. I'm hoping it will help hold the heat in with the new insulation put up. I bought a new Arrow staple gun. It is no easier than my last one was. That tool is not meant for mortals to use. One must have the strength of a God to use it!
It would appear that I missed an entry for September. That is ok. I bought season passes to the Great Escape for Sarah and I. I've gone twice. I can go all next year as well.
I have been continuing to go to Dead Creek to work with the horses. I've been putting in time with Tex. He is an easily startled horse and needs a lot of work. I was able to mount him once, but I think it was a fluke. I went with Chris on Saturday up to the Penfield museum in Ironville, NY. We took Oak up to demonstrate the Morgan horse. I was pretty upset because Oak head bumped me, no problem, but then head bumped Chris who promptly hauled off and hit him hard in the face, right in front of spectators. He did it again just a couple minutes later. He said he was being the "herd boss". There are ways to establish yourself as leader without hitting an animal, especially in the face. I fear for him and Oak. I have a bad feeling that despite the fact Oaky is a gentle stallion, he will kill or badly injure Chris one day. Chris seems to have no sense of horse handling in some respects. When we were getting ready to leave, he was up in the trailer trying to yank Oaky in. Oaky wasn't going in. I was watching the dog out of sight. I went around to the back and Oaky was looking at me, I just said, "Go on, get up in there", and he did. LOL I felt like a boss just then! Chris strikes me as the type who needs to appear like the expert and in charge. He seemed disappointed that he couldn't ride Oaky at the event. He tried, but Oaky wasn't having it. He couldn't even mount him. He should have lunged him instead of left him tied to a trailer for 3 hours first. Oaky however was a perfect gentleman around the visitors. Small children were able to pet and groom him.
