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I just noticed t hat I haven't posted to LJ since February, 2012. I don't know why I haven't been here since then. I've spent a lot of time on Facebook but that's not really an excuse. Big things have happened to me since then.

In December, 2012, I ended up in the hospital with a bad case of MRSA in my left foot (which I had an open sore on.) I'm diabetic so an open wound is always a case of something to worry about. I ended up losing the pinky toe on that foot which is not much of a tragedy, more of a not-so-friendly warning. My young Papillon Ricky (who had been diagnosed with Exocrine Pancreatic Insufficiency in 2010) passed away. It was devastating to me and I vowed not to have another little dog. I was scheduled to have knee replacement surgery in February, 2013, but because the sore on my foot STILL wasn't healed, I ended up having ankle surgery on my left ankle instead, hoping to stabilize my ankle and allow the open sore to heal and to stop more from growing. It seemed to work for a while.

In April, 2013, my oldest sister Vicky passed away. She was only 61 years old. I found her unconscious in her bedroom after I hadn't seen her for about 24 hours. She was in the hospital in a coma for about a week and then they called us to tell us she was gone. To be perfectly frank, I was more relieved than anything else. Vicky and I had been fighting constantly about anything and everything since Mom died (in 2005) so it brought a lot of peace to my life. I returned her Papillon puppy to his breeder but kept her cat. This meant I had two dogs and five cats. In May, 2013, Ricky's breeder contacted me and offered me a puppy. Not to replace Ricky so much as to bring me back to the breed. Sadzi came to me in late May. She's a sweetie and I'm truthfully glad I have her. In July, 2013, I ended up injuring my left ankle and undoing all the good my surgery had done. Worse, I was having a tremendous amount of pain from my right knee so walking was nearly impossible. In August, 2013, my black cat Achilles went missing. I haven't seen him since. In September, I got my right knee replaced. I went through about 3 months of physical therapy but it was such a miracle that the pain was gone, I didn't mind at all. In March, 2014, I ended up going in for ankle fusion surgery. There is now a 13 inch surgical steel rebar and multiple screws in my left ankle. It doesn't move but now the sores have stopped and my foot is stable enough for me to walk.

In June, 2014, Vicky's cat Dusty went missing. Despite posting his picture everywhere and placing ads, no one has said they've seen him. I recently talked to a neighbor who said she thinks my neighbor on the other side did something to him. Until I know for sure, I'll keep hope alive but it is wearing thin. Also in June, I answered an ad for a "free Mini Australian Shepherd puppy." The pup was a nine-month old blue merle male with blue eyes, almost a mini-me to my Lacey (who at 15 years is enjoying her retirement). We bonded quickly and despite what I've told some people he's found his forever home with me. This last week, on my birthday in fact, both Indi (the boy dog) and Sadzi went to a specialty clinic in Omaha to be neutered. They both came through with flying colors and are well on their way to being back to normal.

So, that's me. What about you all?
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I'm running a test to see who's reading my posts. So, if you read this, leave me a one-word comment about your day that starts with the third letter of your LJ USERNAME. Only one word please. Then repost so I can leave a word for you. Don't just post a word and not copy - that's not as much fun!
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Okay, I've joined the Dreamwidth exodus. Find me as "captsparrow4ever" over there.
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I've been pretty quiet on LJ lately. Partly because I've been sucked into Facebook but also partly because life has been weird. My Papillon Ricky got sick in December 2010 and we struggled with that situation until just this last Tuesday. Ricky took the decision away from me. He passed away from complications of Exocrine Pancreatic Insufficiency. Essentially the lining of his stomach and intestines was destroyed and even though he was being fed every two hours, he starved to death. He went from weighing approximately 3 pounds to 2.2 pounds.

One good thing is that I am now employed part-time at a library in a nearby small town. I am enjoying it but it took a lot of time away from Ricky so I feel a lot of guilt about that. Today I went in to have a kidney stone (which has been bothering me for almost a month) blasted with sound waves. It was outpatient surgery and now I'm home but I feel like crap.

All in all, this has not been a good week or two.:(

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"I saw a Dead-head sticker on a Cadillac" - "Boys of Summer" by Don Henley (I think)
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The more things change, the more they stay the same, I guess:

If you have a weak candidate and a weak platform, wrap yourself up in the American flag and talk about the Constitution. -Matthew Stanley Quay, senator (1833-1904)

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What tune do you regularly find yourself humming or singing in the shower?

It's weird but there are two: "Southern Nights" as made famous by Glen Campbell and "I Think We're Alone Now" as sung by Tiffany. I'm not sure what it is about these two songs because I'd never normally sing either one. Maybe it's the acoustics.
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If you could have a power that helps you with day-to-day living, like the ability to always get a seat on the bus, what would choose, and why?

I'd choose the ability to always find a parking space.
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Which of your favorite childhood stories would you like to make into a game? What kind of game would it be?

Actually, none of my childhood games but I'd love to see the movie Labyrinth made into a video game.
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