Animal Communicators
Hi ho, MMMLogerinos!
The Airedale is sick, apparently. And we just thought she was pissed off, or insane--that would be the DH who thinks that. She's been pooping inside. The DH had to clean the carpet on Sunday four hours before he took off for Sydney. Not good.
I count among my friends some very gifted intuitives, one of whom does animal readings and communication. When she came to my house with the critique group last night for our usual Wednesday meeting, I asked if she'd have a read of the Airedale who I'd made stay in the garage with the door open to the yard as she'd blessed the carpet that morning about thirty minutes after I'd put her outside. Grrrrrr.
Marcella said that the Airedale's behavior may indicate that she's trying to show me that she's sick as dogs don't like to poop where they live. She also thought that there might be some intestinal inflammation going on. So I've made a vet appointment for this afternoon for the Airedale. Now I just have to follow her around the yard to collect a fresh sample. Oh. My. However, chances are I'll have to do is just go downstairs in a few minutes and she'll have accommodated me.
Yes, I do realize that this MMMLOG has been all about poop. But sometimes life's like that.
Ciao, ciao, MMMMMMMMMMMmelinda
The Airedale is sick, apparently. And we just thought she was pissed off, or insane--that would be the DH who thinks that. She's been pooping inside. The DH had to clean the carpet on Sunday four hours before he took off for Sydney. Not good.
I count among my friends some very gifted intuitives, one of whom does animal readings and communication. When she came to my house with the critique group last night for our usual Wednesday meeting, I asked if she'd have a read of the Airedale who I'd made stay in the garage with the door open to the yard as she'd blessed the carpet that morning about thirty minutes after I'd put her outside. Grrrrrr.
Marcella said that the Airedale's behavior may indicate that she's trying to show me that she's sick as dogs don't like to poop where they live. She also thought that there might be some intestinal inflammation going on. So I've made a vet appointment for this afternoon for the Airedale. Now I just have to follow her around the yard to collect a fresh sample. Oh. My. However, chances are I'll have to do is just go downstairs in a few minutes and she'll have accommodated me.
Yes, I do realize that this MMMLOG has been all about poop. But sometimes life's like that.
Ciao, ciao, MMMMMMMMMMMmelinda













