Molly update, and other stuff

Molly has recovered from my ill-fated attempt to provide routine hygiene, i.e. clip her nails. We left the pressure dressing on until this morning, since we got home late last night from a concert in the next town. Molly did not want me to do anything to her paw. She probably thought I was going to finish the job, remove the entire paw, and make a good-luck charm, like the ol' lucky rabbits' foot (lucky for everyone but the rabbit!). Once the bandage was off, she licked her foot for about 10 minutes, then got up and began to run around like the moron beagle puppy she is. I mean, she and Honey can really tear around the house, to the point of running full-speed into doors that are always closed. Not the brightest breed on the lot, but she sure is lovable! I also love the minpin, Honey, but she's actually Whiner's dog, so I remain a little detached. Someday, Whiner may take Honey when she moves out, so there you go.

Speaking of dogs, this is strange behavior: Honey will chew the side piece of the crate they sleep in at night. It's made of steel and is a piece that sticks out to latch the door. So strange! We have all manner of enticing chew-toys and bones, but she would rather munch out on this crate, the ironing board adjustment knob (also steel) and as of today, the corner of the brick fireplace (made of brick, strangely enough) Does anyone have any insight on this?

We went to see/hear Ernie Haase and Signature Sound; we first saw them last month at a Gaither Homecoming concert. They're an excellent men's gospel quartet, and if you like that kind of thing, I highly recommend them. Tight harmonies, and a little entertaining to watch as well.

On our way home, there was a fatal motorcycle wreck on the highway (there's a fatal wreck on this particular interstate all too frequently) so what should have been a 30 minute ride took an hour and 15 minutes. Could have been worse. Could have been an overturned semi with some type of difficult-to-clean-up stuff on board. We may have been there still!

While at the concert, Whiner called. She knew we were there, so I ignored the call. (By the way, our phones were already on silent. My biggest pet peeve in the world is people not putting their phones on silent, so that they ring at the most horrible times: during the saddest part of a movie, a concert, or *gasp*! communion!!!! I've observed this first-hand.) Then she called my husband's phone. He turned his off, too, but I went outside to call her back. She was spending the evening with my parents, and my Dad was very ill. Had a temp up to 104. He's already under hospice care so this was not good. Fortunately, it turned out to be an infection in his foot and he's much better today.

Tomorrow I have to get up early, go to church, put on a costume that inflates around me with a battery-operated fan, and be involved in a children's program. It truly is fun, but different! Kids love this stuff.

I gotta go to bed. Sorry this wasn't a funny post. Life isn't too funny sometimes.