Ozzy, Eddie Izzard and Too Much Drama Llama

There's a cool breeze blowing through the holler this morning and it's even a little nippy here in the office, but I'll never admit that to anyone. I'm so thankful it's Friday. I'm seriously sleep deprived, I need a two day nap fest.

I've been worried about Ozzy. He's wasn't sleeping well, he was having a hard time breathing, seemed congested and wouldn't eat. I fixed him a place in the floor beside the couch, then I slept with one hand on him so I'd know if he started to get up and wander around.

Which he did. Often.

We couldn't get his pain pills in him (that they were as big as Yoda's head didn't help matters) so he was in pain and grumpy. When he would sleep, I'd close my eyes and almost drift off when Ma would come in there and wake me up to tell me, "This dawg's breathin' funny."

Well no shit. Thanks for letting me know.

When I went home for lunch yesterday, he was showing signs of spunkiness. He got up and wandered around the house, visited Ma for a second then decided he wanted to go outside.. right as I was due to come back to work. Sometime yesterday afternoon, he started sneezing and when he did, he must have dislodged a ginormous snot boogie because his nose stopped whistling and he ate like a pig.

Thank God.

Since he could now eat without getting choked, the Amazon was able to drug him by smearing a piece of toast with the crushed pill I'd mixed with some canned Mighty Dog earlier. That was around 8:30 last night. T.A. woke him up for his morning skin goo cleaning, but he went right back to sleep and when I left for work, he was still snoozin' like a drunken sailor.

I think he's gonna make it.

Between Ma, the cat getting fixed, N.Y. hitmen looking for my trashy big boobed cousin with the lazy eye and now Ozzy's ailments, I really need a weekend of staying in, lazing around without kinfolk drama or critter emergencies.

Please.

In the midst of all the chaos over the past week or so, I've been getting updates from Twitter on my phone. I only have updates sent to my phone from one, particular tweeter... Eddie Izzard.

Okay so, I'm a pathetic geektard. I admit it. I'm not ashamed. And I've got the limited text plan, so I can't be getting just ANYONE'S updates.

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Anywho... if you're a fan, you might want to check out Eddie Izzard's Twitter Page. He's been running a series of marathons over the past like.. nine days or so and posting updates with pictures and meeting people along the way. It's been loads of fun (or I have no life and I'm easily entertained, not sure which actually) and he's raising money for Comic Relief.

And now, I'd better get my ample hind end in gear. Bossman is being a grumpass (hard to believe, right? That was sarcasm, in case you were wondering.) Ya'll have a great Friday.

We'll talk again soon.

Later Taters!