Working from home

[electricland]

Blue has been eating things that disagree with him, and puking. (A shard of bone this morning, from goodness knows where, and then he picked up a frozen mess of Something at the beach and ate half of it before another dog owner caught him and I could pry the rest of it out of his gullet.) I was concerned enough to take him to the vet on the way back from our walk this morning, and indeed he started puking again on the way over. Vet prescribed 2 days of meds and special food, in case, but wasn't too concerned. I'm staying home to give the meds (if I can get this cotton wool out of the vial, that is) and keep an eye on him. Silly dog. We're going to work on the "Out!" (as in "Spit it...") command as soon as he feels better.

My computer doesn't think it's Daylight Saving yet. Actually, I'm not sure I do either.

On the plus side, nice quiet time to work. And I can play music without bothering officemates. And it's gorgeous and sunny.

Not the world's most productive weekend, but pleasant.

Books read in last couple of weeks:

Earthquake Weather, Tim Powers (reread -- bought it for $1 from the library's discard pile)

Bad Kitty, Michelle Jaffe. I haven't laughed so much in a while.

Consolation, Michael Redhill. Toronto's One Book this year. Was indeed fun to see others reading it at the same time, and I love the glimpses into Toronto's possible past.

Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, Winifred Watson. Discussed here.

Late Nights on Air, Elizabeth Hay. Last year's Giller winner. For a while I was afraid it was going to be unbearably depressing, and there is indeed a great deal of sadness and loss in this book. But it's excellent and evocative and not remotely grim.

Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen. Reread. One day I hope I will again be able to read this book without mentally comparing the 2005 movie version with it in my head and telling the movie "See? SEE? You are wrong! Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong!" Nearly there, but not quite.

Huh. Is that all? Read parts of:

The Dark Stuff, Nick Kent. Excellent music writing (as far as I can tell -- I don't read a great deal any more), remarkable for its near-total absence of women. I realize it's the nature of the game, but it got irksome after a while.

Very Good, Jeeves!, P.G. Wodehouse.

Didn't manage to get any farther with:

From the Fifteenth District, Mavis Gallant. Canada Reads is over anyway. Maybe another time.

Comments

[electricland.livejournal.com]

Thank you! He seems, in fact, perfectly fine. Indignant that I'm not feeding him more, but fine. No further sign of his Camille-like decline in the vet's waiting room. I think he may be a bit of a drama queen. ;)

*hugs*

[jenlev.livejournal.com]

He looks like he's got a wonderfully huge personality. :)

[electricland.livejournal.com]

Actually, Cousin Jen and I were watching The Abyss the other night, and when the little glowy pink underwater creature appeared Jen said "That's kind of like Blue!" And she was right. So if you can picture the little glowy pink underwater creature from The Abyss, only black and tan and fuzzy and dog-shaped, that's my dog.

Although another way to look at him is "Tigger in canine form". There's a certain bouncy quality.

[jenlev.livejournal.com]

Wonderful Tigger! :) Having a creature about the house that's all about joy makes every day better.