Still here, still no foster

Not having a foster right now is a good thing. I’ve been battling pneumonia for a month now and we are having some issues with my own collie, Thor. He is eight years old and was suddenly blind last week. His glands are enlarged. I can’t afford all kinds of tests or treatment if it is cancer, so we’re trying penicillan and as long as he’s not in pain or distress, we’ll make him comfortable. It could be SARDS (something something, retinal detachment something) or lymphoma. I think he can see a little. He moves his head when I move my hand, but for the most part he can’t see. I’ve been walking him and talking to him as we walk. He mostly seems confused but is getting around better each day. Just taking it day by day. I am trying to be optimistic, but also know it doesn’t look good.

Found this picture this morning doing a search for something else. I love this. Would love to have this hanging on my wall.

No foster dogs for now

I think my break from fostering may be longer. As we move toward winter, it becomes harder to foster. I don’t have a fenced yard, so I have to take the dogs across the street for potty breaks and I am so not a lover of cold weather. Yes, I have two dogs to walk so what really is one more, but it also becomes a time thing.

I’ve also been sick for three weeks which turned out to be pneumonia. Everybody tells me drink lots of water and rest. But rest isn’t really in my vocabulary. Not really a choice thing, but more a necessity. I don’t have a lot of down time. A few hours in the evening four days a week is about all I get. I’m not complaining, I’m not one to sit still for long anyway. Sunday mornings are my lazy time.

My next personal dog to post about will be Heidi. We got her when I was in 2nd grade, or thereabouts. A cocker spaniel-sized mutt colored like a brittany spaniel. I’m going to ask my sister Connie to send me her memories of Heidi and include them here, too.