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My Third Child

If you live on my planet (or anywhere near it), you know at least a little about how much work our new dog, Tux, has been over the last 6 weeks. 

As a precursor, I will say that, as of right now, he's doing great.  Getting healthier, more energetic, and smarter cuter by the minute.

The first day we brought him home, he started peeing blood.  First vet visit:  UTI and antibiotics to treat it.  That did nothing, but eliminate the foul smell.  Second vet visit:  Prostititus, antibiotics to treat it and an urging to have him neutered immediately.  Third vet visit:  Neutering, vaccinations.  Fourth vet visit:  Stronger dose of antibiotics (still peeing blood), stomach soother stuff (pooping blood now, but tested negative for parasites at first visit), and probiotics.  Fifth vet visit:  New place.  Last resort.  At this point, all symptoms still exist, but now he's going 24-48 hours without eating or drinking ANYTHING and vomiting.  Full blood panel, urinalysis, fecal exam.  Findings--really bad urine infection (duh) and completely infested with whip and hookworms. 

We came to our own conclusion that his poor immune system was shot out between the infection, parasites, and immunizations smack in the middle of it all.  And this probably explains why the antibiotics weren't working.

As of today, parasites have been tackled and eliminated.  Normal poo-poo for the puppers!  And he's on Day 2 of a super, duper strong expensive antibiotic for the pee situation. 

Personality wise, he's still pretty skiddish and nervous.  He's terrified of our garage, his leash, our cars, almost everything in our house, etc.  He doesn't know anything, either.  Commands like 'sit' and 'no' and 'get down' are completely lost on him.  You can tell he's never been an inside dog.  We plan to work on these issues once he's all better.  He's really attached to me, though, since I spend so much time with him.  It just makes us hopeful that he'll come around with the rest of the 3095ers.

A Nunley Wins And A Nunley Loses

Davis had his first baseball game on Saturday.  The Rangers took their first victory and my sweet boy was awarded the Game Ball!  For his very first 'real' game he had a base hit and RBI.  The coach teared up as he explained why Davis was deserving of the ball.  It was such a special moment; one that we'll never forget. 

So fired up...

Family and friends that came to support their favorite Little Man...

Pep talk before the game...

Mr. Right Fielder...

Up to bat...

 He was tagged out by the pitcher, but passed the 'pitcher tagging out' territory, so we're calling it a base hit...

 Boogs picking flowers...

 

...and giving them to Big Bro...

Davis and Coach Dadda in the dugout...

Giving the 'losers' high fives...

The Game Ball...

Danielle and I lost our first tennis match of the season.  We played the best we've ever played, though, and, as always, had a blast.  The score was 6-2 (us), 6-4 (them), 6-4 (them).  Not bad considering we had only practiced once (me) and twice (her) since last season!

Charleston...

...was a blast!  My mom and I had such a great time bonding, laughing, eating, drinking...

Thursday:  Arrived at our hotel around 7.  Freshened up, poured ourselves some to-go wine cups, and headed to a steakhouse/seafood restaurant where we split a Greek influenced sampler platter and bottle of wine.

Friday:  Mom was in a fertility conference until noon.  (My mom is a nurse at ACRM, an infertility clinic and IVF center)  While she was doing that, I roamed around downtown and walked through the Market.  Once she was done, we walked to Fuel for lunch.  Then we headed back to the hotel to get ready for a work cocktail hour.  Had apps and drinks and watched some live music on the water.

Saturday:  Another conference.  Then, lunch and shopping.  And dinner that evening with some drugstore pharm reps. 

Sunday:  After her last conference, mom and I headed home!

I didn't take many pictures, sadly...

D's School Performance

The kindergarteners of Oak Grove put on a really special performance for all the parents on Tuesday night. It was titled 'Squirm' and they all sang songs about things that, well, squirm...

Perfect theme for this 'squirmy' audience member...

Me! Me! Me!

I dyed my hair brown.  Who, at my age, still buys an $8 box of hair dye at the drugstore???  But I like it.  For the moment.

My application for the Sweet Ps craft fair was accepted!  I've been working my tail off to build a large inventory.  They had 5,000 attendees last year.

What I've made over the past 2 weeks...

I also plan to make some stuffed animals, knit necklaces, knit headbands, t'shirt headbands and necklaces, and Bible covers (since it'll be held at a church)

My mom and I leave for Charleston in a couple hours!  I LOVE Charleston and am so pumped!

Tennis starts tonight!  I'll miss it, but I can't wait to get the season started!

My Boogs

I keep getting hounded by a certain someone because I don't post enough entries about Reese.  So here goes...

Here's a few things you should know about my sweet 16 and a half month old...

She's quite the 'mean mugger'.

She loves stuffed animals and cuddling.  She'll flail her big leg over my lap, holding at least 2 animals, and get nice and comfy.

She's hard to keep up with.  One example...She'll sneak into the bathroom, grab a bunch of stuff from the trash can, and toss it into the toilet.  Another example...I have to lock everyone into the waiting room at Davis' therapy clinic because she likes to escape and run out into the parking lot.  And another...at a birthday party on Sunday, we lost sight of her.  We looked and looked and looked all over.  She had shut herself into the baby's room and was eating baby wipes.

Speaking of bathrooms - She loves toothbrushes and toothpaste.  I let her out of my sight for a couple minutes the other day and she had spread toothpaste all over our sofa.

She's obsessed with 'bubbies'.  She insists on wearing my bra around the house and if I'm really lucky, she'll pull my shirt down in public to try and get a glimpse of mine.

She loves to dance and twirl around.  It's my most favorite thing about her. 

Here are a couple new additions to her wardrobe.

She's fluent in the 'huh' language.  She never stops babbling, but we can't understand a word of it.

She loves her friendship bracelet.

She already throws really dramatic, frightening fits.  You know she means business when she tenses up her entire body (all the way to her fingertips and toes) and lets out a blood curdling squeal.

She LOVES to be outside.  Loves, loves, loves it.

Everything she touches goes into her mouth.  Dog treats.  Paper.  Acorns.  Matchbox cars.  Dirty socks.  Outlet protectors.  You name it.

Every time I look at her, I see this.  Why, oh why, is she growing up so fast?!?!  WHY?!?!