Day 1242

I got up at 8, fed Cooper, and left for the vet.  The day started out badly.  When I put on my pants I found I had lost my Swiss knife.  I didn't have time to look for it.  I also found that Cooper had destroyed a shirt that I'd left on the floor last night.  Getting to the vet was a pain.  Traffic was backed up at Lacrosse for almost a mile.  It was also backed up from William Cannon to 290.  I managed to get to the vet on time in spite of that.

Apparently no one had told the surgeon that she was going to operate on Devon today.  Fortunately she had time to do it.  She read Devon's records and then gave me a rundown on what she'll do.  Unfortunately the surgery may not completely cure him.  Also side effects include loss of control over his left eyelid.  The estimate is for $2,500 or more and they will keep him at least until tomorrow.

I ate breakfast at the yuppie grocery store before I stopped at the post office.  Traffic got me again when I left.  Some ashhole rock truck had broken down at the light at the Y.  Traffic was backed up to before William Cannon.  Eventually I got home.

I thought my knife would most likely be in the truck.  It wasn't.  I looked al over the house.  Then I called Austin Java.  They put me on terminal hold.  So I drove over there.  They didn't have it.  I have to believe that I lost it at lunch and someone picked it up.

The vet called.  She said Devon came through the surgery fine.  His ear was filled with fluid and there was "a growth".  There both going to the lab.  They'll give me an update in the morning.

I did my exercises when I got home and then washed the truck.  Then I went in and had a ham sandwich for lunch.  After that I went out and waxed the truck.  I didn't wear a shirt.  That was a mistake.  My back is really sunburned tonight.

When I finished with the truck I went back inside and surfed for a little while.  Then I took the dog to the mailbox.  After that I surfed a little while and then had salmon and salad for dinner.

After dinner was TV.   I had left a cereal bowl on the TV table.  Cooper jumped on it, knocked it off the table, and broke it.  Today is the first day Cooper has been able to jump up on the bathroom and kitchen counters.  I've been kicking him off all day.

Between the knife, the destroyed shirt, sunburn, Cooper jumping, and the broken bowl this hasn't been a great day.  At least the truck is clean and Devon appears to be OK.