Our Sketchy Landlord

Our landlord is not intentionally sketchy. He's more like lazy. Its not easy to deal with.

Since we've lived here, the back room where we keep the dogs has leaked. We told the landlord about it numerous times. We tried the series of buckets to catch it but ultimately stopped that nonsense. The room molds on occasion. When the hurricane came through, we got a tarp out of the deal when an electrical outlet was shorting out because of water leaking into it. The breaker is still thrown. We have not power outside. I plug my truck in through the dining room window. The back room leaks now around the tarp. It hasn't been fixed yet.

So the other day, our landlord called. Some people were coming by this weekend to...tear down the chimmney. The chimmney that innocently stands there doing nothing since there isn't a wood stove in the basement any more. Apparently, the chimmney is a place for bees to live. Nevermind, the leaking roof. Let's get rid of the imaginary bees first! And a couple of weekends after the chimmney, the roof would get fixed. Okay, good enough. Joe parked on the street all weekend as to not be in the way of the chimmney people. And they didn't show up. So they are coming tomorrow. Ruining my day off. I hope they don't need electricity. They aren't getting it without me calling Dennis and yelling at him. He doesn't listen  to me. And the basement windows need to be fixed because they are falling apart. I think I'm just going to caulk them. But seriously...the roof! And its supposed to rain either tomorrow or Wednesday.

In non-landlord news...I went to Pittsburgh over the weekend to get some CE so I could keep my Missouri license. It was a good time, I guess. The meetings were long however I managed to stay awake. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that now I'M the veterinarian! I went to some horse lectures, a goat one, drug intoxications, thyroid, iron metabolism, cat behavior. I missed Joe a lot but not the fight we got into when I got back. We had gone out to eat but he showed up drunk and overly sensitive.

Veterinary wise-last Thursday, I did my first enucleation on a cat. I was hoping his eye would be fine but it had ruptured again and I felt because of the chronic problem that this cat had and would have, that enucleation seemed like a good plan. It went really well.
I had a Missouri day a week or so back. A farmer was having beef feeders dying from pneumonia very rapidly. I went there and there were two dead and two dying. The two that were dying were in bad shape and honestly, I recommended euthansia because I didn't think that they would make it. We ran a large portion of the herd through and I treated everyone. I'm pretty sure the guy will have a heart attach when he gets my bill but oh well, he could have treated them too.
I got bit by a cat last Monday. She was an old cat in for vaccinations and was fairly painful because of arthritis. I was looking at her mouth and then she suddenly bit me! It was all four fangs and farily bad. I had to go to the doctor to get some antibiotics which are wrecking my stomach and GI system.
Friday, I was on LA in the morning as usual. TH told me to get going because he was going to come out with me to cut a DA. I was pretty excited about that even though I thought it might be because a farmer complained or something. He gets there before me and is running around looking at the cow when I get there. I get my stuff and he helps me get set up and then he rushes off! I asked if he was coming back and he said maybe. I did end up calling him  and he struggled to get the cow corrected too. Its frustrating. I think I might just go to the laying down route. At least then, I get to sit down!

Wedding planning hasn't progressed any further than previously.

The AVMA has confirmed publically what I always suspected-you want a veterinarian on your zombie apocalypse team! I suggest checking out the link.

So just before leaving for Missouri, there was a letter from the Department of Family and Child Services in Missouri addressed to Dr. Leslie Pope. I was puzzled. Why are they sending me anything? I opened it and I had forgot to sign the check. I was still puzzled to have it addressed to me. Even though I pay the child support, Joe's name is on the check too. Its also his account. Joe thought that maybe there was some state connection between agencies but I know that not to be true. Ultimately, I figured they just pulled it off of the return address on the envelope. Weird though.

Last Tuesday, the Jehovah's Witness people came by. I actually had a really enjoyable conversation with them regarding God. BUT I'm living in sin with Joe. They are coming back this week on Tuesday so I need to make the decision to either talk to them or not. I'm thinking because of the chimmney people that I'm just going to get up and get the oil changed in the car.

I'm getting a little tired of the stuff on TV. How many shows about pawn shops do you need? (Two.) How many shows about buying storage units? (Also, two.) How many about hog hunters? (Three.) Add American to anything and people will watch it I think also works. Middle aged lady cop is the drama theme though fairy tales with a dark twist may start to come to the forefront very rapidly. Everything is the same. And I watch it all!