The All Night Diners

[OhZark Biddies]

didn't read all the replies, but I'm not sleeping tonight... so hello fellow "NightHawks:

 

[BullChick]

 

[BullChick]

I remember when donut shops looked like that. I always felt so important sitting up so high at the counter.
Ahhhhh memories!

 

[CapricornFarm]

I only slept 4.5 hours last night. Went to the swap early today. Goodnight and sleep well!

 

[BullChick]

Goodnight!

 

[OhZark Biddies]

I know we all have different reasons for not being able to sleep... but I thought I’d share this podcast video (2 hours) on the subject of sleep:

 

[OhZark Biddies]

Its ok, i love night time! In TN i used to walk around my property late at night with a gun. You never know what varmint you will see.

I was just doing this... I have a groundhog digging into my run, I think it’s after the water.

I set up a camera yesterday and today I had pics of:

• A stray cat
• A pack rat
• A groundhog

Looked outside right before going to bed tonight and I spotted an “armored-diller”, first one I’ve spotted all summer... last summer I cleaned them up around the house pretty well....

I knew there was one around here lately as I saw the damage around the yard, but this was the first time I saw it... .22 took care of it, but then I had to go check the traps I set at the coop/run... no critters yet but I made an adjustment to one set, as I could tell that the groundhog got around the trap without tripping it

Fingers crossed I catch it by morning

 

[OhZark Biddies]

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Fingers crossed I catch it by morning

Slept well last night, and wan't up late to give an update, so far though....not tonight.

On the critter front, I caught his young pack rat sometime between Saturday evening and Sunday morning... dropped it off at some public woodlands on the way to church Sunday morning. Might be owl poop by now, but I figure I gave it a chance.

Still haven't caught the groundhog... but getting ready to go check traps, then try to sleep again... camera showed it visiting around 11 pm a few night ago.

Hope no one else reads this till morning, and everyone else is sleeping a restful, healing sleep!

 

[BullChick]

I was up and down. The dog had me up at seven on a rare morning I was able to sleep in. I might go back to bed after I finish this pot of coffee.

 

[BullChick]

I was raised that an animal is an animal. Love it, care for it, and let it go when it’s time. You fix a broken leg, but not roadkill.
My last dog... I knew he had to go. He was suffering, and the vets (one practice, two women) had ignored me when I said something was wrong. I wasn’t waiting for them to finally do something to help. However, my husband... that is a long story! He would not let me do it. $4,500 later, my dog died anyway. In excruciating pain despite the morphine being pumped into him.
Now my husband has taken off, and I was given his dog. We weren’t supposed to get another dog, but... my husband
The poor thing was never wanted by anyone it seems (Yes, I’m rambling. It’s late, and this thread is about saying whatever is keeping us awake). Approximately 1 (or 2, but I chose one) when he was found, two families filled out paperwork to adopt him, but didn’t return for him. I didn’t want him, but my husband... then my husband didn’t want him. So here is this poor dog. Please understand that this dog wanted me very badly. He was clear on that when I walked into the room at the pound. He is happy as can be with me.
Now, the thing keeping me awake!
The dog is dying. It began the day he went for his yearly check up a few months ago.
The idiot never so much as looked at the dog’s records. He talked my ear off, used a flea comb to rip a mat of hair from his penis (OUCH!!!), and was stunned when he tried to dismiss me, and I told him I had been waiting for him to do vaccinations. $150 for just talking. Plus more for the other stuff.
Since that day, he looks bloated to me, has a few lumps (including a floating lump I believe is just a fatty deposit), pants if I turn off the air conditioner (it’s 66-68*, and I’m freezing!!) and can not lay on his back. Even if I cradle his head, he’s unable to breathe well. I have to hold him upright in one arm (like a child on your hip) to rub his stomach. Or he lays on his side.
At night he wheezes and snores in his sleep. He keeps limping on and off. He has had a limp on occasion from arthritis, but this is different.
I’m thinking congestive heart failure. I cannot bring him in for testing. I simply don’t have $$ just for a quick exam, let alone $$$ for testing and the other hoopla.
I’m too afraid of being dismissed anyway.
Do I sound awful? Sure! But this is just what my tired brain is saying now. So now ya know.
And then there’s... Never mind.