Can’t win
So our dog Ruthie has had a urinary incontinence problem for the past month or so. Not pretty.
I thought it might be behavioral, but it’s not. She leaves a small puddle whenever she gets up, especially after sleep.
So we put her on an antibiotic. Made her urine better, but she still wets.
Switched her back to her old expensive dog food. No change.
Got her another antibiotic, to cover any bacteria the first one missed. Four days into it, still no better.
So the vet recommended that she be on a drug twice a day for the rest of her life. She might be having this incontinence due to being spayed. I guess it’s not uncommon.
So I gave her the first pill this afternoon. After I shampooed the carpet again and got rid of the six pee spots that accumulated over the past two days.
She puked twice. On the carpet. And she’s running around with blown pupils because she’s all hepped up on goofballs.
I just can’t win.
Performance review
Commentary on two performances:
1. Roger Daltrey’s during the Super Bowl halftime show. He was actually singing the whole long medley, and he did a great job. But I did notice that they did not show him doing the iconic scream in Baba O’Riley. I took this to mean that it was either taped, or he lipsynced it. Which is entirely understandable for a guy in his mid- to late-sixties. Overall I thought The Who did very well, but nobody beats Prince’s performance a few years ago.
2. I ran two miles nonstop today at 5.2 mph. That was about 22.30 minutes worth of straight running, and my goal is 25 minutes. So I feel pretty good about it. I don’t hurt, although I might tomorrow. Eventually, I want to run a 5k (3.1 miles) at about 5.5 or more mph. By then, it should be warm enough to take my exercise outside on the bike trails. This will be much harder than the treadmill, but much more enjoyable. Something to look forward to.
Also, I’m loving the use of Cheap Trick’s “Dream Police” as a new anthem: “Green Police” in the new Audi commercial. Cheap Trick could use some royalties. They seem like a bunch of good guys. And, what’s with all the first quarter commercials about guys not wearing pants?
The battle of the bulge