Dear Schip,

Things here are dull. I try looking outside for where the interesting people are, but I don't see them. At least the big bird is gone. I think. That might be her outside.



One bird is left though.



Mostly we sleep.





Although, sometimes Sam kicks people.


But I keep him under control.





Mike came over and played with paper. But he didn't share.



Heather hasn't been well.



You should come. Soon.



Love,
Scow

p.s. Bring chips.

Chippers...

I took this picture because Chip has been carefully removing the post-it flags off my notes with his little flea teeth and then putting them on his toys.
Right now he is playing with one of the kitties' jingly balls - he pounces it just like a cat. He has yet to destroy one so I haven't taken them away from him unless the noise just gets plain annoying.

Doing Good...

I check the blog a lot and decided that since I was sad it hadn't been updated I would do something about it. Chip and I are doing well! I was sick for the past two weeks so we haven't had any walkies adventures but Mr. Chippington did have some play dates to wear him out!
We did have an encouraging vet visit. He came home with 3 pill bottles and some fancy shampoo. I really wish my little hairless monkey would grow some of his fuzz back! He's SO itchy! I took him out to play with Oscar once and all he would do was snake through the grass on his belly - he tore it to pieces! Its all flaky and red and blistery looking now. Poor little man.
His Auntie Katie and Uncle Terry came in to town and we had a great time. It was good to see them! I have had Saturday, Sunday and today JUST to study and am not doing so hot. I'm still in the middle of the second lecture (of seven). Susie called me at 8:30 and I was kinda awake but now I am up and that is good. It's going to be a day of grinding. I may meet Mandy W. sometime today and let Chip meet Izzy. That'd be good. For now mr. man is passed out on the bed and I am just wishing I could join him!

Scaredy Cat

We were doing great on the "not being terrified of everything issue". Then the cats came into the picture.
They finally mowed our lawn today. The guy finished up by going up and down our sidewalk with a leaf blower. Chip and the kitties were sitting in the window watching him walk around. When the man came in front of our window everybody was fine until the last possible second when John decides to EXPLODE. This scares the crap out of the other cats and Chip who all land (it was one swift leap from the window) looking horrified in the kitchen. Chip runs and jumps in my lap and has NOT stopped staring out the window in fear yet. John is so in trouble. I opened the window all the way so they could see nothing is going on... unconvinced.

This is Chip convinced scary man is returning to make the cats explode and maybe even he will explode! Oh noes!:
This is John caring about the trouble he caused (not) and Chip still ever watchful:




A good 45 minutes later we resort to peanut butter kong time - a treatment that heals all woes...

Lolchips

And since we all know that anything I make will NEVER make it to cheezburger:

Home again

We are back and fairing well. Today Chip was the example dog for our introductory surgery lab. Our anesthesiology teacher recognized me from my interview (EEP!) enough to go "ah you are from Memphis and worked with... frogs...or amphibians of some sort, right?" (EEP!) so she asked if I had a dog and we got to use Chip as our example dog for filling out the paperwork. It's funny how that small a detail (most of it made up) can really make an experience better! Every time they said "now for Chip" little amounts of happy hormones spewed forth in my brain. Much easier to pay attention.
Chipper made a new friend just now. "Prize", who lives with Tasha a few apartments down, was running around like a maniac while Chip was doing the same. Prize is a very small terrier mix (7yo, ~5-7lbs) who is just as soft as she could be. They got along very well and it was nice to sit and chat while the babies played.

Calvin looks like a great lamp. Chip. Hiding. OMG.
I'm so glad Quality Cat is out and about. Almost as glad as I am that we now have a window AC unit. Actually, no where near as glad. It's ridiculous how pleased we are to be out of the upper 90s. Inside.


Our hero:


We're all out from hiding in dark places and feeling better:


We're getting back to regulation sleeping shapes.


There's less crabbiness all around:


Ah!