Oy, peeps. Can I AGAIN say it has been a LONG week? And now we have to lose an hour of sleep tonight? That ain't right.
Anyhoodle, let me catch you up on the drama of the past two days. Wednesday night, puppy did not eat or drink and, Thursday morning, he had some nasty poo. Fearing a parasite, I took him to our vet for a check-up, but after two different fecal tests on two different stool samples, our vet could find nothing. For now, he is still with us, but we have to make a decision soon, otherwise it's not fair to him.
Honestly, we were all set to adopt the puppy, but now I am just torn about what to do because Thursday I also wound up taking Savannah to the vet. Her sugar was off-the-charts high. Like 396. Then 455 ("normal" is around 100). Then I started feeling guilty because I thought maybe the stress of bringing the puppy home had made her sick. Plus, the puppy is still having poop problems. And Pepsi is all stressed out because Savannah is not here and the puppy is. Oy. Why did I think this situation would be slightly more simple??
Anyhoodle, I did hear from the former mother of the puppy (human, that is) and his parents were a 20 lb. blonde AKC registered Cocker Spaniel and a 10 lb. salt & pepper AKC registered Schnauzer. So he will not be big. Here's another photo, in case you forgot how cute he is:
Cognac Chicken from Bo's Bowl blog. I FUBAR'd this up a little by not thoroughly reading the directions. First, I gots a little heavy handed--as in vampire warding off--with the garlic. Then, I did not let the cognac reduce down before putting in the cream. WOOPS! It still turned out ok though, but not great. That was MY bad though, NOT the recipe, so I will def try again the RIGHT way.
Well, I am off for lunch then a nap. I need one desperately after the week I have had. Desperately. Did I say desperately? Be back soon. B.