Hodge Podge Lodge

That used to be one of my favorite shows as a kid. I couldn't tell you what it was about any more, but the name has stuck with me all of these years. And I'm thinking of it now because I live in a hodge podge lodge right now. No, my house isn't messy, but my life sure is. Which is why I am loving sitting quietly on the couch right now with a sleeping cat to my right and a very tired, sleeping dog at my feet.

The dog is particularly tired and had a rough day. He woke up at 5 a.m. throwing up part of the garbage he ate two days ago. And given that some of the items were questionable, we found ourselves at the vet for emergency x-rays and some barium. The poor doggie stayed there all day. I say poor, but I think he secretly liked having a harem of people around all day. The vet said he was really good and didn't fuss the whole day. If only I'd known all this time that for $600 a day, I could have a calm and happy Shadow.

The cat on the other hand did not have such a restful day. We've had big winds and rains and very cool temps for the last two days. So much so that he didn't want to leave the house last night when I went to dinner and he barely left this morning when we left for the vet. Not much of an outdoor cat, but I don't blame him. He's twitching now. Probably chasing a mouse. (The photo was from a few weeks ago when it was a wee bit warmer out.)

Me? Well, I'm exhausted and would have traded places with either of them today. That's just how much fun work is these days. I'm focused on the future, though. Eye on the prize. And now, it's eyes closed. Up tomorrow morning again at 5 a.m. This time it will be planned, though.