Uriah hates the humidity!
Most summers he seemed to enjoy the heat.
Well, he is getting older, twelve now.
This summer he will only head out for a walk if he really has to, or when the sun is going down. Then, the puppy in him will come out. His head will go down and his nose will nearly rub along the ground. He will catch a scent and be off- in a slow flash. But once his face is buried in a hole, I have to literally drag him away. I learned never to do that, some of those little burrows are occupied, and getting sprayed takes away my taste buds.
This past week, Michael had an appointment for his asthma, back, and head, lots of running around.
I ended the week with vision problems. On Thursday morning. I crawled out of bed and my vision was blurred, my eyes swollen and my face hurt, time to take me to the doctor.
The verdict: allergies…
I loved when the doctor said, “Well, as you get older” (notice she didn’t involve herself in this aging process) “you will develop allergies you never had when you were younger.” (She really was beating those words up!)
I was so upset about getting old… I forgot to mention, the eyeliner pencil I tried out earlier in the week.
Michael gave me the told you so… and a “Ha! He’s not old!” speech, as we drove home.
I needed eye drops, which my insurance wouldn’t cover. I could buy them outright for, $179.00 or wait another day until the doctor was contacted and changed the prescription.
Thinking about it for a minute, and realizing my pocket change was in a jar in the back of my closet. I decided to wait.
While I waited for my eye drops, I relaxed in front of the television. I sliced up a cucumber and propped my feet up. Did I ever mention that the newest kitty, Kaoru, loves cucumbers? Well, she does, she jumped up next to me and we shared. She can really chow!
At one point I fell asleep with a cucumber on each eye, and she tried to steal them.
I would highly recommend putting cucumbers on your eyes; they helped cool the allergies and brought down the swelling.
I finally got the eye drops, and I may not have to use them at all, because of those cucumbers.
I love this picture. I kept referring to them as ‘cows’ Michael set me straight, bulls, not cows. I wonder what they were thinking?
