According to the vet's scale on Friday, he's now 20 pounds.
At fifteen weeks.
He's going to be huge.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
I guess the paws don't lie after all
My puppy, Duncan, was about eight pounds when we got him at eight weeks. The shelter was guessing that he'd be around 40 pounds full grown - a smallish medium sized dog. The huge paws meant nothing, they said.
According to the vet's scale on Friday, he's now 20 pounds.
At fifteen weeks.
He's going to be huge.
According to the vet's scale on Friday, he's now 20 pounds.
At fifteen weeks.
He's going to be huge.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Quiz I found via Nita #3287
Hiro Nakamura You scored 54 Idealism, 58 Nonconformity, 58 Nerdiness |
Congratulations, you're Hiro Nakamura! You're a high-minded idealist, a huge nerd, and you enjoy being a unique and special person. Your combination of positive personality traits makes you impossibly lovable, and your energy and enthusiasm are absolutely infectious. Your dedication to any mission you take on, in addition to your cheerful sense of humor, are qualities anyone should be proud to have. Your best quality: Spunk Your worst quality: You are too cute. Some people may not be able to handle it. |
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The Heroes Personality Test written by freedomdegrees on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test |
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Y(et) A(other) P(ersonality) Q(uiz)
 | You scored as Cultural Creative. Cultural Creatives are probably the newest group to enter this realm. You are a modern thinker who tends to shy away from organized religion but still feels as if there is something greater than ourselves. You are very spiritual, even if you are not religious. Life has a meaning outside of the rational.
What is Your World View? created with QuizFarm.com |
Sunday, January 07, 2007
"Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read." - Groucho Marx
Sorry, a little short on the details, huh? I was a tad tired last night.
It's a he, just barely 8 weeks old, still unnamed (his foster mom called him Rudolph, which is just... no.). Quiet and calm when not caught up in the typical puppy-go, but he loves to chew anything he can get his teeth on. His mom was a "Red Heeler"; dad unknown, but based on coloring, coat, and body and leg length, the shelter was guessing he's part Dachshund.
Very smart. In just over 24 hours with us, he has figured out what "No!" means, how to climb the stairs that he had no clue about at first, that standing next to the door will get him walked so that he can poop (he's not house broken yet so there has been pee incidents, but he has figured out the poop part), where he's allowed to walk outside, and that he's not allowed to eat the cat food (but that he can get one mouthful in before we catch him, so the food has been moved), chew the carpet or furniture other than the cat tree, or go under the couch. That's a lot of learning for a baby.
The cats are coping remarkably (scarily) well. They keep a little bit of distance unless he's asleep, but they're more curious then anything else. The puppy wants to bark and chase them of course, but the Meep hissed him off without much trouble. The boys ran at first but rapidly discovered that they're safe as long as they're at least 12 inches off the ground (their normal preferred position anyway). So they stare down at him, he stares up, and then he falls asleep.
Darwin could care less.
It's a he, just barely 8 weeks old, still unnamed (his foster mom called him Rudolph, which is just... no.). Quiet and calm when not caught up in the typical puppy-go, but he loves to chew anything he can get his teeth on. His mom was a "Red Heeler"; dad unknown, but based on coloring, coat, and body and leg length, the shelter was guessing he's part Dachshund.
Very smart. In just over 24 hours with us, he has figured out what "No!" means, how to climb the stairs that he had no clue about at first, that standing next to the door will get him walked so that he can poop (he's not house broken yet so there has been pee incidents, but he has figured out the poop part), where he's allowed to walk outside, and that he's not allowed to eat the cat food (but that he can get one mouthful in before we catch him, so the food has been moved), chew the carpet or furniture other than the cat tree, or go under the couch. That's a lot of learning for a baby.
The cats are coping remarkably (scarily) well. They keep a little bit of distance unless he's asleep, but they're more curious then anything else. The puppy wants to bark and chase them of course, but the Meep hissed him off without much trouble. The boys ran at first but rapidly discovered that they're safe as long as they're at least 12 inches off the ground (their normal preferred position anyway). So they stare down at him, he stares up, and then he falls asleep.
Darwin could care less.
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
I'm such a narcissist
Risha, for lack of a better word, is good.
Everybody! Everybody wants a piece of Risha!
Funny like I'm a Risha? I amuse you?
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Yet Another
You are The Hierophant
Divine Wisdom. Manifestation. Explanation. Teaching.
All things relating to education, patience, help from superiors.The Hierophant is often considered to be a Guardian Angel.
The Hierophant's purpose is to bring the spiritual down to Earth. Where the High Priestess between her two pillars deals with realms beyond this Earth, the Hierophant (or High Priest) deals with worldly problems. He is well suited to do this because he strives to create harmony and peace in the midst of a crisis. The Hierophant's only problem is that he can be stubborn and hidebound. At his best, he is wise and soothing, at his worst, he is an unbending traditionalist.
What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
I gots me quizzes
Here are the results from various little quizzes/games that I've taken over the last few days. These are mostly nitsee's fault.
OK, so this one is late, the icons are cute:
You went trick or treating as 
Tricero.
ForrestGump gave you APaperclip. 
Athos gave you AGoldenKey.
Death gave you AnApolloBar.
Odysseus gave you Asparagus.
You had a fabulous time until LauraIngalls
wouldn't stop reciting the Simpson's version of the Raven.
What's Your Trick-or-Treat Haul?
Shiver My Timber--A Pirate RPG
This one is really accurate (at least for me), and I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't get those cliched questions about how you pronounce "water" or what you call soda:
I think that I must have missed the Immaculate Conception question. (What, did the person who wrote this quiz go to Catholic school?):
OK, so this one is late, the icons are cute:
Tricero. ForrestGump gave you APaperclip. Athos gave you AGoldenKey. Death gave you AnApolloBar. Odysseus gave you Asparagus. You had a fabulous time until LauraIngalls
wouldn't stop reciting the Simpson's version of the Raven. What's Your Trick-or-Treat Haul?
Shiver My Timber--A Pirate RPG
This one is really accurate (at least for me), and I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't get those cliched questions about how you pronounce "water" or what you call soda:
| What American accent do you have? Your Result: Philadelphia Your accent is as Philadelphian as a cheesesteak! If you're not from Philadelphia, then you're from someplace near there like south Jersey, Baltimore, or Wilmington. if you've ever journeyed to some far off place where people don't know that Philly has an accent, someone may have thought you talked a little weird even though they didn't have a clue what accent it was they heard. | |
| The Midland | |
| The Northeast | |
| The South | |
| The Inland North | |
| Boston | |
| The West | |
| North Central | |
| What American accent do you have? | |
I think that I must have missed the Immaculate Conception question. (What, did the person who wrote this quiz go to Catholic school?):
You paid attention during 97% of high school!
85-100% You must be an autodidact, because American high schools don't get scores that high! Good show, old chap!
Do you deserve your high school diploma?
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Thursday, August 10, 2006
Conspiracy Theories
While buying coffee this morning, it suddenly occurred to me that, for publicity reasons, Oliver Stone might have had a hand in yesterday's terror attempts.
Food for thought.
Food for thought.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Conversation in the Car
Dramatis personae: My hubby and me
Location: Route 46 in Ledgewood, NJ
Status: Returning from the Macaroni Grill and Wal-Mart;
both pro-evolution.
"They have one of those little Darwin things."
-pause-
"Come on, you can go faster than that. It's the pedal on the right. Push it, puuush it. No need to be afraid."
"No one ever said that old people can't be fans of Darwin."
"True. After all, evolution is a slow process."
Location: Route 46 in Ledgewood, NJ
Status: Returning from the Macaroni Grill and Wal-Mart;
both pro-evolution.
"They have one of those little Darwin things."
-pause-
"Come on, you can go faster than that. It's the pedal on the right. Push it, puuush it. No need to be afraid."
"No one ever said that old people can't be fans of Darwin."
"True. After all, evolution is a slow process."
I'm spreading (yes, like a fungus)
I've had this blog for a couple of years now (though you'd never know that based on the total number of posts). However, the various fandoms that I follow (mostly for fanfiction) have been shifting increasingly to livejournal, and it's frankly been getting kind of annoying to post reviews and such. Not to mention the increasing number of friends-locked journals with interesting-sounding stories. So: brand spanking new journal.
After some deliberation, I decided that since the driving force behind the whole existence of it was fanfic, I would make that the focus of that journal. (Plus, I've been meaning to do some reviews/recs for a long time now.) Personal commentary will still go over here at Personal Brain Dump. (Since to the best of my knowledge, Chris, you're not into fanfic, I think you will approve of this plan.)
For the record, I really wouldn't expect regular updates or expansive replies in the livejournal anymore than you get them over here.
Edited to add: You'll notice, I decided to fix up the place a little while I was at it.
After some deliberation, I decided that since the driving force behind the whole existence of it was fanfic, I would make that the focus of that journal. (Plus, I've been meaning to do some reviews/recs for a long time now.) Personal commentary will still go over here at Personal Brain Dump. (Since to the best of my knowledge, Chris, you're not into fanfic, I think you will approve of this plan.)
For the record, I really wouldn't expect regular updates or expansive replies in the livejournal anymore than you get them over here.
Edited to add: You'll notice, I decided to fix up the place a little while I was at it.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Olly Olly Oxen Free!
Random fuzzy cuteness
I ran across some old pictures while backing up my computer.
Sam is upright, Max is on his back.
This is The Meep (official name Tabytha):
And Mr. Fuzzy Lizard (Darwin):
Sam is upright, Max is on his back.
This is The Meep (official name Tabytha):
And Mr. Fuzzy Lizard (Darwin):
Friday, August 19, 2005
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Just call me "Chemo".
If you don't read old DC comics, this dude.
I'm all for modern medicine, but I'm starting to feel like my blood has been replaced by a chemical cocktail. I went to the doctor yesterday (the first available, not my normal one) because I've been nauseous and exhausted for more than a week. He asked me a few questions, told me it was "probably a virus or maybe an infection of some kind", gave me a prescription for a few days worth of an anti-nausea pill (which has given me a nasty metallic taste and dry mouth), and then completely ignored the problem I came to him for in favor of grilling me about my blood pressure.
Admittedly, my reading was pretty high (158/100), but I'm sick, which always gives me higher readings. I was on blood pressure medication a couple of years ago, and eventually stopped it myself (yes, bad Risha, I know), because as I moved out of the busy season at work my pressure kept dropping, which would give me dizzy spells until the doctor cut back the medication, and then a few weeks later I would be dizzy again. Then my refills ran out and my pressure was fine, so I never went back to get a new prescription. Plus, by that point I hated that stuff. I've had some borderline readings since then, usually when sick and/or overworked, but nothing like when I was first diagnosed or yesterday's.
So the doctor pitched a fit and demanded that I take the rest of yesterday and all of today off work (gave me a note to that effect and all), and come back to be rechecked this afternoon by my normal doctor. Frankly, the work that I'm currently falling behind on is stressing me more than working would have. Today my pressure was lower (150/100) but still too high. So, despite telling me directly that it was almost certainly because I went back on the birth control pill a few months ago, I'm also back on blood pressure medication. Simply stopping the pill for a week or two to see if that fixes it? No, why do that when I can be additionally medicated?
Maintenance medications currently prescribed to me:
Lisinopril 20MG (blood pressure, one daily)
OvCon 35 (birth control, one daily)
Tazorac 0.1% creme (acne, applied to face once daily)
Axert (migraines, as needed)
Albuterol (inhaler, as needed)
And I'm still nauseous and exhausted.
I'm all for modern medicine, but I'm starting to feel like my blood has been replaced by a chemical cocktail. I went to the doctor yesterday (the first available, not my normal one) because I've been nauseous and exhausted for more than a week. He asked me a few questions, told me it was "probably a virus or maybe an infection of some kind", gave me a prescription for a few days worth of an anti-nausea pill (which has given me a nasty metallic taste and dry mouth), and then completely ignored the problem I came to him for in favor of grilling me about my blood pressure.
Admittedly, my reading was pretty high (158/100), but I'm sick, which always gives me higher readings. I was on blood pressure medication a couple of years ago, and eventually stopped it myself (yes, bad Risha, I know), because as I moved out of the busy season at work my pressure kept dropping, which would give me dizzy spells until the doctor cut back the medication, and then a few weeks later I would be dizzy again. Then my refills ran out and my pressure was fine, so I never went back to get a new prescription. Plus, by that point I hated that stuff. I've had some borderline readings since then, usually when sick and/or overworked, but nothing like when I was first diagnosed or yesterday's.
So the doctor pitched a fit and demanded that I take the rest of yesterday and all of today off work (gave me a note to that effect and all), and come back to be rechecked this afternoon by my normal doctor. Frankly, the work that I'm currently falling behind on is stressing me more than working would have. Today my pressure was lower (150/100) but still too high. So, despite telling me directly that it was almost certainly because I went back on the birth control pill a few months ago, I'm also back on blood pressure medication. Simply stopping the pill for a week or two to see if that fixes it? No, why do that when I can be additionally medicated?
Maintenance medications currently prescribed to me:
Lisinopril 20MG (blood pressure, one daily)
OvCon 35 (birth control, one daily)
Tazorac 0.1% creme (acne, applied to face once daily)
Axert (migraines, as needed)
Albuterol (inhaler, as needed)
And I'm still nauseous and exhausted.
Friday, June 24, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
Saturday, April 02, 2005
"Pr-i-vate Eyes, are watching you, Pri-vate Eyyyyyes..."
Maybe it's the voyeur that I never knew was inside of me, but I love this site beyond the telling of it. I don't recall exactly when or how I ran across it (Top Five Too Much Fun Site of the Day? Blog of a friend?), but I watch it all the time. Traffic in Moscow, people working in Australia, laundromats in Japan, cats sleeping god knows where... for my perusal, 24 hours a day.
Friday, April 01, 2005
Missing in action
I'm sorry I've been gone so long. I'm not going to go too far into why in a public forum (though Chris tracked me down awhile back and got the whole story), but I will offer two thoughts:
- The tough part of depression is that when you're depressed enough to need a doctor you're too depressed to bother to see one.
- I will get a flu shot next year if I have to bribe a public official and knock over a small child standing in my way.
However, I'll try not to disappear quite so thoroughly again. Unless, of course, my head explodes or something. I've had a f^$%ing headache everyday this week, and as far as I know I don't need new glasses or a brain transplant.
- The tough part of depression is that when you're depressed enough to need a doctor you're too depressed to bother to see one.
- I will get a flu shot next year if I have to bribe a public official and knock over a small child standing in my way.
However, I'll try not to disappear quite so thoroughly again. Unless, of course, my head explodes or something. I've had a f^$%ing headache everyday this week, and as far as I know I don't need new glasses or a brain transplant.
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