Keeping up...

I really am having a hard time keeping up with blogging lately. A LOT has been going on. I am not sure if I mentioned it, but I recently became President of the American Association of Food Safety Veterinarians. I don’t think this position would normally be very stressful, except our main support person took on a new job and has not had time for his position. So in the mist of being new, I’m new and drowning.

Then I recently got elected to a council for the American Veterinary Medical Association. A position that has taken me to Chicago 3 times already this year. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and wonder what the heck I was thinking about when saying yes to all these things.

Then there is black belt training. I went to another black belt seminar on the 7^th. I told Sean that I left the seminar not wanting to cry (I’ll count that as a win). Then I went out of town to Colorado Sept 9^th – 13^th for training. With all the flooding, I barely made my flight on the 13^th. I was soooo happy to be home…until I remembered I signed up for a TKD tournament for the 14^th. I actually did pretty ok. I only competed against teenagers, which Sean thinks is impressive. It just makes me feel old. I did get 2^nd place in forms (I might have been robbed) and 1^st place in power breaking (Sean took a video of this…and other than looking fat I did pretty well).

Seth has been growing like a stinkin weed! Today he moved up to the toddler transition room. This is a room of babies that are 12-14 months old. Babies who either just started walking or are trying to walk. There will be no cribs in this room and they have a scheduled nap along with some other small changes.

His first day in Toddler Transition Room. No, he is not walking, he just has really good balance and stands on his own

 

Seth has been doing so many new things; it’s hard to mention them all. He walks (assisted) really well, yesterday he pointed for the first time (I almost fainted from the excitement), and we are pretty sure he associates da with Sean and “d” with zeva. It’s a small difference in the two…but it is pretty consistent. He eats pretty well, especially yo-baby yogurt (he LOVES that stuff). I forgot to send some to school once, and the teacher begged me to bring more because Seth would harass other kids thinking it was his yogurt.

Lost...then found..then lost!

The following is a story about a dog I found…

It all started when I was on my way out to pick up some toys for Seth. I frequent facebook buy/sell/trade groups and get steals on toys. Most of Seth’s toys are used..but I swear you wouldn’t know it. So I leave home and as I leave our subdivision I see this dog. There was not an owner in site, so I went in to action.

I jumped out of the car and coaxed the dog in (it really did not take much). I took a pic and headed home. Now keep in mind I had just left the house, so when I showed up again Sean was a bit confused. Then he looked outside and asked why there was a dog in the car. I told him how I found it and was going to locate it’s owner. Now, Sean had just given me an hour to pick up these toys and come back home because he had homework to do. So I can’t imagine what was going through his mind. In spite of this he commended me for being a good samaritan. I posted the pic on a few facebook groups and headed back out (me and the random dog). I did not want to leave it at the house for Sean to have to deal with…so I just took him with me.

 

I went to a few houses in the subdivision across the street..asking people if they had ever seen the dog. After going to five houses with no luck, I just took him with me. I went to the first house to pick up toys…jumped out the car,  picked up the toys from the porch, left the money….turned around and the dog was sitting in front of me. OH CRAP!!! I left the door to the car open. Now for someone who lost their own dog when I first got her, I realized I did not have the best track record. How sucky would it be for me to lose a dog I just found…20 miles + from where I found him :/

So the dog decided he wanted to pee on everything outside and that he was not interested in getting back in the car. In my near panic state, I decided to use a trick I use on Zeva many times. I offered him a treat I did not have. THAT DID THE TRICK!! He got in the car ::whew::

By this time, I had gotten a few offers for folks to keep him overnight (since I mentioned that I could not). In the end I lucked up. As I was leaving my neighborhood I decided to stop at another house and asked if they had seen this dog…and they did! Right next door to them. I went to the house and the lady cried! She said it was her husband’s dog..and he was deployed. She was happy..and the kids were ecstatic! Good thing I did not lose him :)

 

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