Hi everyone! It's been a few days since I've posted. I'm at work now, so I'll try to type a few things during breaks.

I'm feeling a bit better. Still congested and all, and VERY TIRED. I feel like I could lay down right here on the floor and sleep for 3 days. And that's saying a lot, 'cause the floor here at work is really dirty and there are bugs. (I don't want to kill the bugs, but I don't want them on me!)

Bill has bronchitis. He finally went to the doctor yesterday. The doc said he would either admit him or let him go and see how he felt. Of course, Bill opted to go home instead of the hospital. But the doctor told him that if he was still having trouble today, that he would admit him. We shall see. I know Bill is having a lot of trouble breathing, but I also know that he hates to go into the hospital.

Poor Bear has been so neglected the past week or so. And I don't see it getting much better if Bill goes into the hospital. It will be tough. First, when we went to the concert, I did spend some time with Bear in the morning and early afternoon. But then I put him in the downstairs bathroom while we went out. (That's where I keep him when I'm gone for a while, in the bathroom downstairs.) I think I put him in there around 3 or 4 in the afternoon. And we didn't get home until 2 am. I was so tired, I didn't even check on Bear. Plus, I confess, I didn't want to have to clean the bathroom at 2 in the morning if he had had an accident. And then I slept until about 10. He had pooped and peed in the bathroom. But it wasn't his fault. He was in there for a really long time. Then Saturday I was just really tired all day. I can't remember if I took him out or not that day. And Sunday was back was really bothering me, so I didn't do anything with him. Bill took care of him a lot for me on Sunday. Monday I stayed home from work because of my back. And I put Bear in the bathroom like I would if I had gone to work. That way I could rest my back and not have to worry about Bear. Tuesday I went to work. And got sick. It started with a sore throat. So Wednesday and Thursday I was off work. Those days and Friday I put Bear in the bathroom. I did feel a little bad for him, but I know it was for the best. Him being in the bathroom for the day is better than being out when I was sick - I would not have been patient and nice. At all. I'm a big baby when I'm sick. Bill gets sick and wants to clean the house. Screw that. I get sick and want to lay on the couch and have someone take care of me!

Anyway, Wednesday thru Friday, Bill and/or I did take him a few times to Waugh field to run, so he wasn't completely deprived. And when Bill feeds him, he always gives him tasty "extras", so I'm sure Bear LOVES when Bill feeds him!

And...pretty much the same story Saturday thru Monday (Labor Day, we were both off work). Although Bear wasn't confined during these days, except to sleep. I didn't really do much with him. He did go to the field one day to run, and he escaped. The field is great, but it isn't totally enclosed. Bear slipped out the gate. I was on foot and Bill in the truck in pursuit. Bear has great focus. But his focus has to be on me. If it's on something else, such as running around sniffing stuff when he escaped, forget it. I had to corner him on a porch (empty house, thankfully) and grab him. Booger.

So that pretty much takes me to yesterday, Tuesday, which I will try to get to later. I have to go wash my dishes before break is over. :)

Angel

boo hoo hoo...I'm still sick

Hi everyone. I am still sick. Being sick sucks. I hate being sick. I am tired of being sick. I do not want to be sick anymore.

Okay. Moving on. I am an ant killer. I had taken a stuffed Kong (dog toy) to the backyard earlier today for Bear. He wasn't interested, because it was too hard to get the stuffing out. So anyway...I left it out there. Oops. I just went to get it and bring it in, because Bill is afraid raccoons will carry them away if I leave them outside. I don't know about raccoons, but the ants sure liked it. So I dipped it in the bowl of water out there to get the ants off. The ants all died. Now I feel bad that I killed the ants. They were just eating what I'm sure was an awesome find for them. Poor ants. I'm sorry.

Not too much happened today. Bill and I were invited to a friend's house for a party, but neither one of us felt up to going. So we stayed home. We did run out for a little while, took Bear to the field for a little while to let him run and stopped at the store for a few things. And that's about it. We're both just sitting around watching tv, feeling miserable. I finally got my soup!! Yeah!

That's it for me for now.

Angel

obedience class

Hi everyone. Just uploaded some pics from Bear's last obedience class.


I just thought this picture was so cute. This is Bear playing with his friend, Cheyenne.


Look at those teeth and those glowing red eyes!

Fun fun fun!

Playtime makes Bear sleepy. Sleepy Bear = good Bear.

Bear and I at his last class.

Bear and I showing off our trick, "peekaboo".

what day is it?

Hi everyone. This is day #3 that I have been sick. I'll try to catch you up a bit. I think the last post was on Friday, before the concert.

The concert was AWESOME!! This was my first official concert, although Bill will argue that point, lol. We did see Dierks Bentley perform at the Grand Ole Opry, which was also awesome, but it wasn't really a concert. :) Let's see...Cletus T. Judd was first and sang about 3 songs. He cracks me up! Then it was Darius Rucker opening - he was great! He did some of his country songs, a few Hootie and the Blowfish songs, and he sang Purple Rain - loved it. Then Rascal Flatts came out. They were great. I love them. Love their lyrics. It did take us an hour just to get out of the parking lot, but we did enjoy watching the crazy people while we waited. Once we got on the road, I started to get restless. Bill told me to lay the seat down and see if that helped. It helped - I fell asleep! Slept pretty much the whole way home. We didn't get in until 2 am. Yikes. WAY past my bedtime.

Let's see...highlights...Saturday my back was a little tight, but I was okay. Sunday I was not okay. Spent most of the day taking it easy, icing my back. Monday it was a little better, so I got all ready to go to work, even left the house. I was thinking that I could go back and forth between being on my feet and moving around and sitting at my desk, icing my back. But sitting hurt worse than standing. So, I was going back and forth on whether or not I should go in (while driving to work) and finally just said, "What would be the best for ME? Forget work. I need to take care of ME." So I turned around and came home. Then Tuesday my back was feeling better. I went to work and started getting a sore throat. Uh-oh. Bill was sick, and I had caught it. And I've been home from work Wednesday and Thursday. I feel like crap. And for anyone reading this that has children and has taken care of their children while they themselves have been sick - GOD BLESS YOU. I don't even want to take care of myself. I want someone to take care of me. :) And taking care of Bear? Ugh. It's been very hard. I confess that I have put him in the bathroom, like I would if I were going to work. I just can't handle him all day. And Bill has helped a lot when he is home. Thank you to Bill! He doesn't feel well either, but he is more of a trooper than I!

I know there is a ton more stuff that I could say, but I think I'll end here for today. I'll try to write something each day, since I am feeling a little better. Thank goodness.

Goodnight for me.

Angel