E-Coli, Anyone?!

Count me in!

That’s right, kids: we’re headed to the Lake of the Ozarks for year trois of our annual summertime debauchery. This year, 13 of us will pile into the 5 bedroom house on the water and boat that we've rented for the weekend. We have packed literal carloads of every type of artery-clogging, terrible-for-you food imaginable. And of course, 15 30-packs of beer. Hopefully it'll be enough.

In addition to beer consumption, there will no doubt be an embarrassing admission or two during multiple rounds of "I've Never...," plus all manner of dreadful behavior meant to secure the Coding Out Award. I won't even try to explain its name...all you need to know is that it is bestowed upon the most ridiculous vacationer of the weekend. There really is a trophy, with an engraved plaque and everything. And I'll be damned if a dude gets it this year. Maybe drinking some lake water would guarantee me the win?

Fug that. Of all the disgraceful conduct in which I may engage this weekend, I hereby solemnly swear that it will not include dipping so much as a pinky toe into that nasty cesspool they're still calling a lake. I’m seriously baffled by the assertion that at 12 times what is considered a "healthy standard," Lake Ozark's e-coli level this year is still within safe swimming parameters! Ummmm - no thanks!

Hope everyone's enjoying a nice, bacteria-free weekend :) Catch you next week...

Worm To Your Mother

Yeah, I said that.

So, Matt took Desmond for his first vet appointment this morning and worms galore basically sums up his fecal test. Delicious, isn’t it? I’ll spare you the trauma I suffered when I Wiki'ed ‘hookworms’. I don’t care that Gordon had them too and that vet after vet keeps assuring us that this is extremely common in puppies…it’s still absolutely gross.

As if my gag reflex hadn't been tested enough for one morning, I had to hear that the worms were just the tip of the iceberg...homeboy also has a PARASITE! Are you kidding me?! Mr. Roly Poly weighed in at a staggering 10.2 lbs at the tender age of 13 weeks…I can’t even imagine how fat he’d be if he didn’t have a foreign body leeching nutrients from him!!

The treatment is a banana flavored dewormer that he loves (surprise, surprise), so I guess things could be worse. Luckily, thanks to almighty Heartgard, Louie shouldn’t be affected.

Even though I didn’t get to go along, I know we both feel a lot more comfortable back in the care of the Humane Society. Matt told the Gordon story to the vet they saw today and she did suggest that he probably should never have been neutered as young as he was, but who knows. Matt also explained that since we’re still a little leery, we’d really like to see the same vet each time we visit. She was extremely nice and understanding, gave him her card and said that when it's time for Desi's snip job, they'll take extra special care of him. And she also has a puggle herself (and a beagle and a poodle mix)! Hooray!

The only problem left is that I'm just not so sure about letting this dude sleep in my bed until he's free and clear of creepy crawlies:

I have a feeling this is a battle I'm going to lose...