New roommates

It's been a while. Very long while.

I chalk it up to laziness and time. I just feel like I have no time. So even though I sit on the couch and read or watch TV, I don't want to take time away to blog.

things have turned topsy turvy in my world.  Dan and I decided to help a friend out. She's been needing some help for some time. We moved her into our house and no sooner was that done then she got sick.

I suppose it's a good thing, as it would have been super harder for her if she had "fallen apart" at her other place.

My hardest time with this new turn of events is her dogs. She has 3 dogs, Stanley, Zoe and Roland.

Stanley cannot stay at my house because he has become old and senile and thinks it's ok to bark at, chase after and attack cats.

We tried to let him live with Lorie, but he just went crazy over her cat. Currently he is staying with one of Charlotte's friends. I feel terrible because he is such a sweet dog, but I can't have him tearing up my house to get to my cats.  (he has scratched up the carpet before trying to get a rabbit. And at Lories he kept trying to take down the baby gate.)

Zoe and Roland live with us. Right now I am sad because they cannot be allowed to roam free around the house. Right now they still want to play with the kitties. (They are not mean or attack the cats. They just want to play wiht the cats.) Plus Roland is a Sh*t.   He is not very trained and will not come when called. He has snuck out the door on a few occasions and Dan and I and Charlotte have had to chase him around the neighborhood.

It's actually been kind of funny now looking back. But at the time it's been pretty damn scary. I really think I can work with him, but I need the energy first. And the space.

Zoe is actually a great dog with the exception that she wants to bark at the kitties if they run away from her. She doesn't roam far and will pretty much come when called (a few calls actually).

I am hoping to get to a point where Charlotte will not have to lock them in her room, but I don't know when that will happen.   In the meantime I am dealing with two dogs. I know Char is sick and needs help, but it's been pretty hard on all 3 of us. Neither Dan nor I have a dog for a very good reason. We are just not ready to commit to a child. Which is basically what a dog is.

My cats are independent. They have a window to go in and out of, Litter boxes, large food dishes and water bowls.  Their only physical requirements of us is to keep those things full or clean.

Dogs require a bit more. They need some serious companionship, a  door man and food delivery service.  It's times like this when I really WISH that our fence was fixed. Then I could just open the door and not worry that Roland will take off.

other things that have been going on:  I had a episode last week where my surgars were so high I almost passed out.  After the ER visit I have been trying extra hard to be good. This morning I was a little woosy, so I loaded up on insulin. I am finally starting to feel better. I'm surprised because I was higher than usual this morning, but not nearly as high as I was that day. hum......

My new goal? To get my act together and get feeling better so I can get my home back together and deal with all the crap.