AUTHOR: Marty, a.k.a. canape
TITLE: Hump day, dump day
DATE: 10/14/2009 09:56:00 PM
This was first thing this morning. The City of Raleigh said on our last bill, which was e-freaking-normous, that we were using 625 gallons of water a day. No way.
Kevin checked the meter while all the water was shut off in the house, and it wasn't spinning. There were no signs of water in our front yard. We assumed our meter was whacked and asked them to come check it.
They declared our meter to be working fine and then slapped us with a "leak notice" that came with 48 hours to fix it. Today, in the cold and rain, Kevin and Mr. Rob rented a backhoe and went at it. They replaced the main water line to the house, so there is no more leak. However, in the meantime, they also cut right through the AT&T trunk line for the street.
The "no cuts" people didn't mark that one. Oops.
Our yard, which had such lovely lovely grass, is now a mudhole. Our DIY plumbers are finished and the AT&T crew are finished. We have phone, internet, and water again. It's a trade off for the grass, but what are you going to do?
But wait, there's more.
Here's how happy Little Bird was all day. If it weren't for his big sister being here to play with him, this look would have permanently frozen on his face. His teeth are torturing him. He has top molars that have been coming in for MONTHS. Now, his bottom canines have stalled out in a position where they are close enough to be able to be seen right below the gum, but the gum hasn't broken yet. Add on some awful seasonal allergies that he inherited from both his daddy and his mama, and you have one miserable little boy this week.
Mama ain't happy either.
To top the whole day off, it turns out that the SPCA here is not a no-kill shelter after all. I talked the the adoption center today because a sweet old chihuahua has taken up residence in our kitchen, but he can't stay. If we can't find his family, we are going to have to take him somewhere.
Back to the SPCA though. The adoption center told me that they were no-kill, but that I would have to take the little guy to the lost and found pet center where he might get cleared to go to the adoption center. I feel really deceived, but perhaps I had just been misunderstanding all along. Either way, I can't take him there. He is so old; he will never get cleared for the adoption center.
Poor little dude. He's sleeping soundly on Kevin's lap right now. He can't stay here though. Bird has already tried to sit on him and pet him WAY too enthusiastically. Plus, Aja and Gibson are about 100 times bigger than him and are not excited about the possibility of a new pack member. Plus, plus, the little chihuahua has been growling at the big dogs as though he could take them on at the same time, when in reality, Gibson could eat him in one bite. We are not a good home for this little guy.
Besides, he has a home. It's pretty obvious. He wants to be with people. His fur is evident of long time collar wear. He doesn't stink. He isn't thin. And I don't know how to describe it, but you can tell that he really really wants to go home. It's breaking my heart.
Tomorrow doesn't have to be much better to beat out today. Let's keep our fingers crossed.
Labels: Bird, General Bitching, House, Pups
DATE:Thursday, October 15, 2009 at 1:46:00 PM EDT
Bummer about your yard, not to mention the expense.
Have you put up LOST DOG signs?
AUTHOR: Mamma Pie
DATE:Thursday, October 15, 2009 at 7:56:00 PM EDT
Maybe Tyler Hansbrough can help you. Just kidding....maybe. But seriously, I will keep my ears open as we know a fair amount of people in Raleigh...also- that whole water business is crummy. Hope it only gets better!
AUTHOR: Erika Jean
DATE:Friday, October 16, 2009 at 3:34:00 PM EDT
sounds like a crappy day! Hope things get better for ya! So you are keeping the dog then??
You son looks miserable, but cute at the same time ;-)