Father's Day

My parents came to visit over the last weekend. We had a lovely visit but I wish they could have stayed longer. I miss my family. Happy Fathers day to all the daddies out there! Thank you Uncle Frank for letting my parents come visit!


I made biscuit quiches (quiche on biscuit dough in a cupcake tin) and roasted potatoes for Saturday morning breakfast. Then we toured all the local flea markets in the area (finding nothing but a cracker tin to purchase). We caught lunch down town, and grilled pork chops at home for dinner. The following morning we went to our favorite Columbia, MO breakfast haunt: Cafe Berlin. It was delicious as usual. Mom and I both ordered the Pancake Burrito, my personal favorite.

Peace and love, y'all



QUICHE on a BISCUIT

Mix together:
3 eggs, lightly beaten
1 cup of milk
salt and pepper
1 cup milk (I used skim)
1 cup of cheese (I used parmesan)
10 oz of frozen spinach (thawed and processed)
2 tsp of flour

Liberally grease a muffin tin. Using a can of uncooked, refrigerated biscuit dough, poke a biscuit into each well and flatten it down. Then fill each cup with the mixture above. Bake at 350 for 45 minutes. :) Nom nom nom nom.

Memories of Goodbye

I just finished my 2 week oncology rotation and seeing all the recently diagnosed cancer patients reminded me of my own dear Corky. Corky died of lymphoma in my senior year of high school. He was a good little friend and my loyal defender. The decision to pursue chemotherpy or end of life care is one of the most difficult choices we ever faced. Knowing when to say goodbye was even more difficult.

This picture was taken shortly before he was euthanized. We knew when it was time. He got that look...that far off look I see in some of my patients that are close to passing. But it's always hard - even when you know "it's time." My heart breaks for all my clients going through this now. I want to give them a hug and let them know that someday these painful memories of the end will fade in comparison to memories of all the happy years of wagging tails and puppy kisses.



Peace and love, y'all!

Burgers & bunnies

This is my layout for our "F" restaurant: Five Guys. They had good burgers.

This weekend, I don't have a patient in the hospital so I pretty much get the weekend off :) Hooray. My only responsibility this morning was walking the greyhounds. So I get the two ladies I'm responsible for leashed up and head out on our morning walk. The bunnies were out in full force...Once I reached the halfway mark, one particularly stupid bunny refused to move as the dogs stared, ready to pounce. Before I could tighten the slack in the leash the bunny decided it should indeed hop off - initiating the chase. Of course in proper comic book fashion, I was left hanging on the end of the leash as I belly flopped onto the grass after my shins came to a rapid stop at the 2 foot retaining wall the dogs jumped over. I never let go of the leashes... *Greyhound Fail* I dusted myself off and the 3 of us headed back toward the vet school. About halfway back, I realized my phone was missing...so I grumpily trudged back to the aforementioned retaining wall, retrieved my phone, and then walked the hounds back to their runs. I'm definitely feeling a bit achy after this escapade.


Peace and love, y'all

Cicadas and Radioactive poo

This is a year of the cicada so the trees are just crawling with them! So I whipped out my zoom lens and tried to snap some shots...occasionally pausing to flail and hit at my hair. Speaking of hair...I got a wild hair and had mine cut short again :) I like it short.

Right now I'm on my oncology rotation and I love it. I know it really sounds quite depressing dealing with cancer on a daily basis...but only the most dedicated of owners come here and only really awesome animals get chemo and radiation. One funny thing that happened involved one of the dogs recieving a radioactive chemical to help treat his cancer. Well the poor fellow isn't allowed outside for 48 hours while the radioactive thingy decays, so he was put on wood shavings for his visit. On his final day, we had to given him a bath. We were decked out in plastic jump suits, face masks, hair nets, double gloved, and double plastic boots..and wearing a bright yellow apron. The bath went well, but as soon as I set him on the ground...he POOPED. So I had to call the head hauncho to find out how to dispose of the poop. Basically I just put it in a trash bin radioactive material and taped off the area with orange plastic. It was such a funny situation. Luckily nobody got any radiation :)


Today was glorious! I woke up late, trudged over to the oven and threw some cinnamon roles in, walked the dogs while they were cooking, and returned to a nice cup of joe w/ cinnamon rolls to share with my husband. Then I went to a BeautiControl party for fask masks, mini manicure and peticures :) After that I was feeling like shopping - so I headed off ot the mall and got a hair cut and my eyebrows done. HOORAY for being out of the dungeon and HOORAY for free weekends. I only had to go in for 1 hour to walk 3 dogs. So... my smile has returned in full force! Sorry for the whiny posts earlier.


Peace and Love, y'all