Celebration Aftermath — Elly Eats a Thong

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Celebrate Good Times.”

You receive some wonderful, improbable, hoped-for good news. How do you celebrate?

Ok, we’ve done nothing but celebrate for the last 2 months.  4 Graduations, 3 Birthdays, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, Solstice, New Jobs, Vacations (for at least some in the family), Planetary Conjunctions, Juneteenth, and more general life.  I am all partied out.  It’s been exhausting, wonderful, and overwhelming.  Lots of Angst, Life Changes, and Drama.  But surprisingly very few tantrums, issues, or meltdowns.  So when the two youngest adults (AKA grown up kids) left on vacation today, it’s not surprising we have a meltdown.

This time it was Bob and Ellly.  He got worried over a hot spot.  And righty so, when the vet called it “Cellulitis, a Dog Bacteria  Skin Infection”; we both got scared.  After all, that was a disease that one year ago made me terribly sick.  Almost a month off work, all because of a baterial infection related to the skin eating diseases.  Evidently not that scary in dogs–steroid shot, antibiotics, a skin ointment, an elizabethan collar, and lots money later; the dog is home feeling miserable.   She hates the collar.  But the vet promises she will feel better tomorrow.

Now why the title you ask?  While waiting at the vets, Bob sent his daughters a text “We are at the vets.  Elly has apparently eaten a bright pink victoria’s secret thong.  They will have to operate to remove it”.  Several frantic texts later, the message to the girls was “Vet was able to remove thong with long tongs, no operation needed”.  Don’t know if the girls believed it or not, but there was some frantic texting over a couple hour period.  For the record, There was NO THONG and NO OPERATION.

So here are a few photos of Elly in her misery.  In the first photo, Bob holds Elly why the vet’s assistant checks her temperature.  Second photo, Bob has gone to check out some kittens in the lobby.  They are very cute, but Elly does not approve of him leaving.  She watches forlornly through the door.  In the last photo, Elly has come home and is laying in the living room with Bob. 

  

  

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Author: Heres to ART not Cockroaches

Welcome to my life. My life as a mom is changing as the kids grow up, leave home, and build their own lives. This gives me a chance to rebuild myself as an artist, develop a spiritual path, and most fun of all, start going out on dates with my husband. Come here the stories about the small things in life that can make one very happy. Dogs running on a beach, great breakfast dates, kids and their adventures, and my own adventures in this wacky life. I'll share some of my progress in learning art while juggling a full time job as an engineer. And best of all, it's a chance for me to practice writing stories while keeping in touch with my kids. I look forward to hearing from you. Comments, thoughts, and invitations to meet for coffee are all welcomed. Enjoy the stories.

One thought on “Celebration Aftermath — Elly Eats a Thong”

  1. Hope she’ll be herself again soon. My beloved Sierra (son’s dog) has been diagnosed with lymphoma. She has extreme weight loss, but still loves to play and go for walks. We are all heartbroken. I truly understand a human’s love for a pet and understand why Bob is lying on the floor with Elly to comfort her.

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