Trash Towers Dictionary

a/c - art crap. CK's fond term for the means of assuaging my addictions.

BSD - Been Seen Done. Devised while travelling the Great Ocean Road on CK's first Australian trip. Every lookout point was as fabulous as the previous and we got a little bit magnificenced out so rather than pull in we would shout BSD and keep driving.

Now general usage for when a situation is over or beyond repair.

bob - noun. Princess Curly- Wurly's word meaning all sweets, chocolate and yummy things.

blurry - (pr. to rhyme with hurry) Sth African/Zimbabwean term and my favourite polite swearword. Means kind of like bloody but usuable in mixed company. See 'Feck' & 'Eejit'

eejit - Irish term meaning 'idiot'. Suitable for use in polite company. Used by my Aunt Marion.

feck - Irish term used by my Aunt Marion so it cannot be rude!

ho-ho -(pr. with a short o). Zimbabwean word for bugs.

lani - (sp?) Sthn African word - means posh, expensive, elegant, stylish.

La Villa de Lamaca - (translates from Ital. as The houseof snails. My 'green' house out in the garden with all my a/c (ref: above) stuff in it. Built by CK and Babyman for me. CK lost his fingerprints over it. I cannot actually get in there at the moment!

lubbard - derived from 'beloved'. Devised by my then two y.o. son b/c unlike his sister he could not say 'Mother Beloved'. Usually prefaced by a noun.

OfStEd - Office for Standards in Education. Bossy civil servants who would like to see every child in formal, full-time education from birth.

Q.I. - Quite interesting.

terence - sobriquet applicable to all small children. Originated with one 'borrowed' child who could not pronounce ' terrorist' .

TG - exclamation. Thank God! An interesting choice for the dictionary of a recovering Catholic but is a phrase used by my Irish family and is now deeply fixed in my conversational repetoire. (reference also PG - Please God).

TGTH - The Great Trip Home. Alt. known as 'How I spent Christmas and N.Y 2008.









Saturday, 27 September 2008

Unbeliveably

This was written last night, excuse the delay in posting.


We were at the vet again this morning.



Same dog, other end.



I won't give you all the gory details but I was sufficiently worried that I rang the vet first thing and asked for an appointment. 'Is it an emergency?' I was asked.
'Well, one of his testicles is ENORMOUSLY swollen.'
'Oh!' she said somewhat taken aback. 'How quickly can you be here?'


So I rolled out of bed and was at the vet's 15 minutes later. We saw the same one who had done his surgery so he obviously thought he was in safe hands. HA! Not only were her hands cold but she was exerting pressure on a very tender area. The ultimate indignity was that she then took his temperature! Oh he was really not a happy hound by then.



Her diagnosis? Orchitis which as we all know means testicular infection (warn the men in your life ;-) The upshot is that not only does he have to suffer wearing vet bling for at least another four days and having acid poured into his eye twice a day but now he has to swallow half a horse tablet morning and evening. We are going back on Wednesday to see if everything is (ahem) just a little thing




Congratulations Carloyn. With such a massive response to my offer in the previous post I returned to my old friend the random interger generator and it chose Carolyn to be the recipient of the the late 2001 blue model. I shall send him off Monday morning complete with all his cases of Lego. Watch your postbox Tuesday ;-)

15 comments:

Hoppo Bumpo said...

Oh, poor doggie. At least he's got some antibiotics quickly - hopefully he'll recover quite fast now. And hopefully he doesn't have to wear a bucket over his rear end as well!

wonderwoman said...

poor little chap - how undignified!! hope he's soon better!

xx

Jo in Tas said...

Geez he is in a mess, poor puppy dog :-(

sharon said...

Maybe you should have left the dog at the vet's just so he's in the right place for problem number 3 which, by Sod's Law, is bound to happen soon. Poor fella!

NB I have a blue '84 model, now living independently (thank goodness), who still has his huge box of vintage Lego. This he has now supplemented with an ever-growing collection of beer-bottletops!

Lucy Locket-Pocket said...

Poor hound - the indignities of life - and I bet you laughed at him too!

Locket xxx

jellybelly*jellybrain said...

Re giveaway : you never said Lego was involved....

Poor Dog - at least dogs forgive and forget ... unlike cats....

Stomper Girl said...

This is reminding me of my partner's vasectomy, I have to say. Which always makes me laugh.

Hope your poor dog de-swells, pronto.

dottycookie said...

Poor furry baby! Hope all settles down very soon.

Kitty said...

Awww poor chien noir - the indignity! I hope he feels altogether more 'normal' in every way very soon.

If Carolyn would like more sets of lego, I might be able to help out?

x

Gina said...

Poor pooch! Hope he's all better soon.

Lesley said...

Ouch! Poor black pupster :( I hope his dangly bits are better very soon. Moog's too shy to send him a get better lick 'cos of it being his 'you knows' that are hurting....

Drat - coule really have made good use of that blue 2001 model. Is the pink one still available?

xxx

lauren said...

deer diggity dawg,

i hopez BOTH yer endz wil sune be in good werking order & allsew that u never lern hao yer hoomin shewed teh entire werld yer sew-cawled "doggie bling" kollar of shayme! :(

sinseerly,
a frend

PEE-ESS: teh werd verryficayshun fer this post waz, "MEOWJZ"! (i swarez i'z *nawt* maykin dis upp!!!)

Fairlie said...

Oh dear. Pets. They're like appliances. Once one thing goes the rest all follows in quick succession. And then you'll go months, years even with no repairs required at all.

Kate said...

poor dog - hope he is better soon.

Pink Ink said...

My hubby's a vet, so I hear some gory details. Glad your pup is doing better...

-Pink Ink, a fellow SITS gal