Well, Ive been pretty busy lately, and so I'm sorry to those of you who use my blog to keep tabs on us. I guess I will just highlight the two Main events that have happened to us.
Kira is a new dog. We are not her permanent family "yet" but we would love to be. We are actually fostering this dog for the American Black and Tan Coon hound Rescue of America. She is the sweetest dog ever. She is housebroken, and LOVE attention. She just love to follow me around the house, and see exactly what I am doing. She also loves to play with Lilly (our dog that is 1/2 beagle and 1/2 black and tan coon hound) She is the epitome of the old hound dog with the huge ears lying on the porch where you need to hold a mirror in front of their nose to make sure they are still alive. (if you haven't figured it out, the fog on the mirror from the breath is the joke-don't feel too bad it took me a few min to figure that saying out too). She just loves to be loved. However she comes at a hefty price, and that's why we are only fostering her right now. She has super high medical bills. She had such a sad life. Some hunter took her to a state park in St. Louis and just dropped her off there to fend for herself. She had been there alone for a while. About four months back a family went camping with their four dogs in that state park. The family children saw Kira, and felt bad for her. They started feeding her dog food while they were camping for the week. The kids wanted her, and the mom said that if she was still there at the end of their trip they could take her home. Obviously when she is being fed she will stick around so they took her home. However the state that she was in was horrible. She could only walk about ten steps before she totally collapsed and had to lie there for a while to get up enough strength to stand again and walk ten or fewer steps again. All her teeth are broken down to hardly anything due to her pillaging through campfires to eat anything, and trying desperately to eat rocky that were covered in grease, and drippings of marshmallows and such. Because of the lack of protein and good food ALL and I mean ALL her fur fell out. She had scabs and sores all over her body. So the lady took her to the river and washer her up got all the flies and crap off her the best she could till she got home to give her a proper scrubbing. After taking her to the vet, they found that with an ultrasound she had no heart worms which is good, but meant she wasn't around other dogs, but she had bad fleas, and a bad skin infection all over, and and underlying yeast infection all over her skin. For the next four months on a weekly basis this poor dog was subjected to Lime Sulphur baths and antibiotics, and so many other pills and creams. So they decided to move her to another foster home because where she was, the lady's four other dogs would gang up and hurt Kira. So they called and asked if I would like to keep her for a while, and even adopt her. I said yes to the first part, but said maybe to the second part. I wanted to make sure the two dogs would get along. And so far they have. Some of Kira's hair is now growing back now that we have her on a grain free food, so its mostly protein, and she gets a hard boiled egg in the morning and in the evening with her antibiotics hidden in each egg. Lilly loves this, cause with the new dog she is getting more and more treats. We have her "hunter orange" sweater on her all the time to prevent her from scratching open her skin and causing her sores to open and not heal. PLUS its cold and she needs to be kept warm, and with no fur thats hard to do. They also hog the bed at night, and take up more space that we do on our own bed. The kids love her to death. Isaac was playing with her ears, and the next thing i hear is "mom look" I turn around and Isaac had ties Kira's ears together on top of her head. It was so funny, and Kira let him do it. She is the "perfect" dog if ever there was one.
Anyway, my next announcement is I won HUGE the other day. I entered a contest with my favorite radio station for a chance to win concert tickets to my ultimate favorite rock band...KISS. I was so disappointed and upset I couldn't go to see them when they were going to be playing so close to me (5 min away). But I figured I would go when will graduated, IF they would still be doing concerts...Paul Stanley had Knee surgery...you know old man stuff. Anyway, I get this phone call on one of the most horrible days I had been having. I was told that I had just won front row tickets to see KISS live in concert. I said no way this is a joke. Sure enough it was no joke at all. I about DIED. I couldn't figure out how to breath or walk. I about hyperventilated on the phone with the DJ. Anyway here is a pic of the tickets...worth over 600$ but I'm not going to scalp them...I'm going to go on a date with Will and we are going to sing and dance, and have a good old time, and party til the cows come home. I have a sitter lined up and everything. My sweet old neighbor from the town home is going to come over and watch the kids. She is so great to do this for us. I haven't had a date with Will since we moved here, and to go to my ultimate concert with him sitting in the front row seats 1 and 2, and getting KISS sweat on me, and touching the stage will be so very awesome. Since I didn't pay for the tickets I'm going to buy a tshirt and one of those memory programs that are so pretty, and frame it all with the tickets for my memory. Maybe I can get one of them to sign it for me. Anyway, eat your heart out KISS fans, I'm gonna "Rock and Roll all day and Party all Night"!
