tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-107154552024-03-07T02:58:26.214-06:00Vetmommy -- Taking care of the small creatures in my lifeVetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.comBlogger905125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-77675277060790974002014-03-30T12:39:00.000-05:002014-03-30T12:39:28.651-05:00A short trip to Hawaii<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Last year, Anthony and I bought some rural property on the Big Island of Hawaii. It's a gorgeous, 7.4 acre valley with views of the Pacific and of Mauna Kea. It is raw, beautiful land. The only structures on it are two old redwood "sheds" that the previous owners had moved and placed on pallets there. No electricity, no water.</div>
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We took Anna and Colin there last August, and even camped a few days on the property. This month, Anthony and I went back to do some work.</div>
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Here's sunrise the first morning on the property:</div>
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That's one of the sheds or cabins. We actually stayed in the smaller one. It is rustic, but we bought a Euro Lounger that we used as a bed this trip. It was luxurious compared to the air mattress! We also have a small one burner camp stove and a cooler -- very basic kitchen supplies.<br />
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Below is the produce that we were GIVEN by our friends and neighbors. People in Hawaii are very generous and friendly, and its easy to grow lots of your own fruits and veggies. Below are apple bananas, a big papaya, two avocados, two lemons, and a pepper.<br />
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Here's what I ate for breakfast nearly every morning: purple sweet potato hash browns and an egg from our neighbor's chicken coop.<br />
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Anthony was impressed me so much. He can do anything mechanical, and is an encyclopedia of knowledge. He can talk to anyone, and asked them questions about how stuff worked in Hawaii, like rainwater catchment, septic tanks, building foundations, fence repair. People loved talking to him, because they learned stuff, too - about solar panels, credit unions, hybrid cars.<br />
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One day Anthony hooked up an outdoor shower AND he hooked up a generator to the electrical wiring existing in the house. This was an amazing feat. If you've ever been camping or in a similar situation where you are without a shower for a few days, you know how valuable that shower is! Anth borrowed a tank and filled it with water from our kind neighbor, attached tubing to a pump, hooked to the generator, that led to an instant water heater, hooked to a propane tank. Here's our outdoor shower. It doesn't look like much, but showering outside makes you feel so free and clean! Hot water!<br />
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The electricity was so nice, too. We had a floor lamp that provided us nice light after sunset. We could charge our phones and even watch a movie on the computer. It's amazing how the little things can mean so much.</div>
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Unfortunately, they were having a rainy spell while we were there. Obviously, it rains a lot where our land is, usually a nice shower every afternoon. This was more like a monsoon. It rained hard, 9-10 inches PER DAY, for 5 days in a row. It rained all day and all night. Not good when you want to work outside.<br />
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Finally we had some beautiful weather, so we were able to clear part of the land. It is being invaded by Guava trees. Sounds nice, but this non-native plant grows like a weed, choking everything out and making walking difficult. The fruit is mostly seeds, really only appropriate for juicing. The fruit fuels another destructive, non-native invader, the wild hog. The pigs spread them further by pooping out the seeds. We were shocked how much the guava was taking over just in the short time we've owned the property.<br />
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Anthony cut guava trees and shoots down with a chainsaw, and I followed with a cane knife (like a machete) and herbicide. We hate to use an herbicide, but cutting the guava alone will not kill it. Some of the guava I cut in August had already regrown, springing up in huge branches from the stump, stronger with a full root system. I used a powerful herbicide in a sprayer, so we could target only the guava trees. We worked 6 hours one day, until we couldn't lift our arms! Then we took a wonderful outdoor shower, drove into town, and ate this ginormous pizza.<br />
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While it was a working trip, we did have some fun. On the 4th rainy day, we gave up and drove to the other side of the island, the dry side, and went to the beach. Great boogie boarding! We also were invited to a friend's St Patrick's day party. There we met other homesteaders like us, people who have bought Hawaiian land and are trying to figure out how to build and live on it. It was a great evening.</div>
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We were sad to say goodbye to Hawaii and all our friends there just 10 days after we'd arrived, but were happy to have accomplished some tasks. Can't wait to go back with the kids in the summer! I hope it rains less.</div>
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For the past 28 days, I have been following the <a href="http://engine2diet.com/" target="_blank">Engine Two Diet </a>- no animal products, no added oils, just plant-strong, whole foods. It has been a challenge.<br />
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I considered doing the diet last year, but chickened out. Mostly, I was afraid I could not live without dairy products (specifically, milk in my morning tea). Also the idea of not adding olive oil to anything was depressing. Still, I incorporated many aspects of the diet. I'm basically pescatarian anyway (a vegetarian who eats fish) and mostly eat whole foods. I had many vegan days (except for that milk in my English Breakfast tea). I only ate red meat 6 times in 2013, plus turkey at Thanksgiving. <br />
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This year as the challenge rolled around, after a typically indulgent holiday season, I wanted to try it. For one thing, I found a black tea (Republic of Tea's <a href="http://www.republicoftea.com/vanilla-almond-black-tea/p/V00582/" target="_blank">Vanilla Almond)</a> that I actually thought tasted good with my favorite non-dairy milk (<a href="http://sodeliciousdairyfree.com/products/coconut-milk-beverages/original" target="_blank">So Delicious Original Coconut</a>). Happy that I found a way to not deal with a caffeine-withdrawal headache while I was already withdrawing from so much, I took the plunge.<br />
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Anthony, although he enjoys many of my plant-strong meals, did not see any possible way he could participate in this diet. He did want to get closer to a healthy weight, so inspired by my change, he also embarked on a low carb/Atkins-style diet.<br />
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This might sound disastrous and completely incompatible. However, I knew we could make it work. While he had meat or fish with a salad, I could have my vegetable dish with a salad. For example, one night he had steak and green beans, while I had a baked potato, mushrooms, and green beans. It was amazing how many of the salads I made that were totally acceptable for both diets.<br />
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One area of difficulty, though: Our fridge was SO PACKED with supplies for our new diets. There were two non-dairy milks, plus regular milk and half-n-half, tofu next to sugar free jello, and lots of frozen fish next to the veggie burgers. Tons of veggies and lots of deli meats and cheeses.<br />
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The first week I was HUNGRY. Eating plant-strong food is eating food that is not very calorie dense. Mornings were okay, but afternoons were bad. I got hungry a few hours after lunch, so I ate a snack like raw almonds. Hungry again in a few hours, time for hummus. Hungry again at 5 pm, a few hours before family dinner time -- ARGH. A few days also I was under 1200 calories per day, and I felt that low energy drag.<br />
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The biggest challenge cooking this week was salad dressings. Since you can't add oil to your salad dressing, its hard to make a good dressing. I can't eat lettuce just dressed in vinegar like some people can. The first dressings I made were too sweet or too bland. Eventually I learned to make dressings with pureed cashews, tahini, or avocados that were satisfying. The last week I had a salad tossed with a garlicky hummus and balsamic vinegar. It tasted like the most wonderful Caesar dressing to me!<br />
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Good things I made this week included a brown rice bowl with beautiful roasted vegetables and miso dressing (no oil added), a big pasta casserole that I divided into portions and froze for work lunches, and a "gravy" to go on my mashed potatoes, made from pureed white beans and miso paste.<br />
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The worst thing about this week: I lost no weight. NONE. Very depressing. I was happy for Anthony losing 6 lbs on his low carb diet, but still sad for me. Almost quit at this point.</div>
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THE SECOND WEEK<br />
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I went to Whole Foods to load up on supplies, and was stopped by Rip Esselstyn, the author of the Engine Two diet. "Look! She's buying the E2 Veggie Burgers!" he said as I was reaching in the freezer case for his product. He was showing someone around the store, showing him products approved for the diet. He pointed out my non-dairy milk and crackers in my basket. (Hopefully he didn't see the yogurt. It's not for me! It's for my son!) I told him I was doing the E2 challenge, and he gave me a fist-pump. <br />
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The biggest challenge this week came on Valentine's Day. It was NOT the chocolates and the sweets, as you might imagine. One of my co-workers brought I big crock pot of queso to work to share. There was molten cheese and fried corn chips in the break room at all times. Everyone was taking breaks to have some. I tried not to look at it or breathe in when I walked through there. It was especially excruciating when I was working in surgery way past my usual lunchtime. I mentioned to my coworker how difficult it was, not to indulge. <br />
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This person, who is an avid barbecuer, and eats a lot of meat and processed food in general but enjoys good cooking, was actually quite supportive in his reply. "You don't want that," he said. "It's nothing you haven't had before, its not that special, and if you ate it, you'd feel terrible and bloated." And he was right. It was just velveeta and rotel, and tostitos, nothing unique. And you don't feel good after you eat a bunch of that. So I wanted it a little less.<br />
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For Valentine's Dinner, we went to our favorite Thai/Sushi place. Normally I have sushi for an appetizer, but instead I just had edamame. I ate steamed tofu with spicy vegetables and brown rice. It was great.<br />
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THE THIRD WEEK<br />
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I lost 4 lbs! Hooray! I think Anthony was right when he told me he thought I didn't lose weight the first week because my diet was already so close to E2, it didn't shock my system into losing any fat. The diet is not so much about weight loss as it is more of an exercise in healthy, plant-strong foods. Still, it was nice to see some eventual results. <br />
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I don't miss milk, but I do miss cheese. I had a vivid dream of stealing an entire wheel of cheese and taking it on an airplane. Anthony brought home a beautiful new aged sharp cheese from Costco and I can't bear to look at it.<br />
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Our chickens are laying record numbers of eggs since its spring, and I can't eat any. One day I make a tofu scramble and it satisfies that craving for now. Other good recipes I made: potato samosa wraps and butternut mole enchiladas.<br />
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Getting easier this week. Maybe because the end is in sight? My work ordered Torchy's Tacos, but the only thing on the menu that fit<br />
my diet was guacamole. I asked for them to bring me corn tortillas instead of chips, and brought some leftover black bean stuffed baked potato for filling. My cobbled together tacos were delicious, and so satisfying! I didn't even really crave the yummy queso that everyone else shared.<br />
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More yummy meals: baked tofu and stir fried bok choy, breakfast tacos with tofu and vegetarian sausage, avocado-tomato-hummus sandwiches, and vegetarian chili.<br />
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Now that the challenge is over, here is what I learned:<br />
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1. I can eat way less dairy than I ever imagined before I really miss it. But I am still going to really appreciate cheese. My first non-E2 meal is going to be a REAL brick oven pizza, not the sorry flatbreads I've been substituting. I won't thoughtlessly add cheddar to all my Tex-Mex anymore, though.<br />
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2. You can stir fry vegetables and roast them decently without oil, just a spritz of Pam, with very good results. Hummus is good without a lot of extra oil. But I still really appreciate a little olive oil in my salad dressings and tomato sauce.<br />
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3. You should eat frequently on the plant-strong diet.<br />
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4. A plant strong diet makes a lot of gas. I thought that would improve after 4 weeks. It didn't. <br />
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5. Baked chips and corn tortillas are almost as good as fried.<br />
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6. I ate A LOT of hummus, tofu, avocados, raw almonds, sweet potatoes, black beans, lentils, and mushrooms. Yum!<br />
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7. Rules help you say no and resist the temptation of lots of foods.<br />
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8. I really enjoyed the challenge of coming up with plant-strong no oil added recipes that were delicious and therefore satisfying to me. <a href="http://forealslife.com/">forealslife.com</a> and <a href="http://loveandlemons.com/">loveandlemons.com</a> were a huge inspiration.<br />
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9. Wine is a plant strong food. I tried to only consume it in moderation.<br />
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Anna ate a lot of my crazy foods along the way, with enthusiasm! She asked me why I did it, and would I do it again? I did it to see if I could really live without animal products for 28 days. I can! I suffered from the lack of added oil, though. I also wanted to see if I would lose weight (4 lbs!) and to see how I would feel. I feel mostly good, cleaner, but also very hungry.<br />
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I can't live like this long term. But I might do the challenge again, especially if I felt overloaded from overindulgence (see: the month of December) or wanted to really lower my cholesterol (not ever really been a problem for me). <br />
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<br />Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-10290329233062775962012-11-27T20:15:00.000-06:002012-11-27T20:15:02.744-06:00Colinism SpellingColin still says inventive, funny things. I love his sentences for spelling homework. Here are a few gems:<br />
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My hair is <u>bald</u>.<br />
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I love to look at cat <u>claws</u>.<br />
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True or <u>false</u>, do frogs like peanut butter?<br />
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Over 1,900 people <u>drowned</u> in the Titanic.<br />
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I saw the cat <u>rising</u> on it's legs.<br />
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After I went swimming I <u>stripped</u> all of my cloths.<br />
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Every person in jail wears a <u>striped</u> shirt.<br />
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The mean people were <u>bragging</u> about their trophy.<br />
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The stalagmite <u>dripped</u> water droplets off of its end.<br />
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No one <u>spotted</u> a seagull at the beach today.<br />
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In the cival war many people <u>escaped</u> captivity.Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-86479826854366362602012-11-25T10:09:00.000-06:002012-11-25T10:09:36.001-06:00Thanksgiving 2012My poor, withering blog, languishing like a houseplant I've forgotten to water for months. I have used it recently to look up menus and recipes from the past, and I loved looking back on all the memories. I don't scrapbook, but I used to blog.<br />
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So I am recording this year's epic feast. We had the largest crowd ever - 21! We used every plate, fork, and glass, plus some borrowed from Emily. In attendance were Emily & Ian; Joe, Jimmy, Becky, and Grandma Dulce; Tom & Taylor; Marion & Tony; cousins Terri, Charlie, & Judy; Smith & Noah; Jason; Alex; and the four of us.<br />
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The Menu:<br />
Greenburg Turkey!<br />
Cure 81 Ham<br />
Mushroom Dressing<br />
Herb Cream Gravy<br />
Red&Black Rice<br />
Roasted Fingerling Potatoes and Sweet Potatoes<br />
Chachie's Cranberry Relish<br />
Butternut Squash Roasted in Maple Syrup<br />
Roasted Brussels Sprouts with Balsamic Glaze<br />
Creamed Spinach and Artichoke Casserole<br />
Perfectly Steamed Tiny Asparagus<br />
Porter House Rolls<br />
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Pecan Pie<br />
Pumpkin Pie X2<br />
Lamington's<br />
Chocolate Cream Pie<br />
Coconut Meringue Pie<br />
Apple Crumble Pie<br />
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When Anna decided to become vegetarian, she said she wanted to make an exception and eat turkey on Thanksgiving. But now 9 months later, she didn't want any. She's actually mostly vegan these days, but she indulged in lots of things cooked with butter, eggs, and milk. I indulged in it all!Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-37607776664622044662012-07-27T21:27:00.003-05:002012-07-27T21:27:54.272-05:00Oh my poor, poor blog. I did start a post in May about my vivacious Grandmother, and never finished it. What happened? Do you care?<br />
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May, as previously stated, is horrible for us. Too many birthdays (4 in my immediate family), anniversaries, graduations, piano recitals, ballet recitals, Mothers' day, etc.<br />
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June we decided to move up our long awaited trip to Ecuador. Which meant I had to get all my shit together to apply for the Academy of Veterinary Dentistry before we left. That ate up every spare moment of my free time. I was relieved to get it done! Mixed messages so far from the Academy while my application is being evaluated.<br />
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The last week of June/ first week of July we went to Ecuador. We were interested in Ecuador as a potential place to retire, maybe even early. I didn't even know anyone who'd been there when we planned our trip. Finally in May I met a former Ecuadorian (gone for 20 years) and a few days before leaving, I met a client who went there 2 years ago for a birding trip and was very enthusiastic.<br />
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Here's some photos - Anna and I on the top of Mount Cojitambo.<br />
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Anna with a large meal. This one was expensive -- around $5. Most of the traditional large lunches were around $2.</div>
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Anna and Colin on Cotopaxi, overlooking Quito, the capital of Ecuador.<br />
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Amazing tropical fruits in Ecuador! Here, Colin poses with a bunch of bananas.<br />
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Me on top of a cathedral in Quito.<br />
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Colin with a hearty lunch - rice, fries/chips, steak, fried egg. Also came with salad and avocado.<br />
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Mi amor, with his Panama hat. Panama hats are actually made in Ecuador of local materials. It's a misnomer.<br />
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Ecuador was wonderful. The weather in the mountains was in the 50s to 70s, as it is year round. In Texas they suffered a heat wave after we left (108!). Ecuador is cheap, and friendly. But it is not Nirvana. We loved it, and we want to explore more. More of Ecuador and more of other parts of the globe. To be continued....Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-37869514489039704042012-04-30T20:30:00.000-05:002012-04-30T20:30:53.951-05:00Geez, this is terrible. My only post last month was on the first. My only post this month is on the last. I've been busy, blah blah blah, with work, kids, writing dental reports, choir, teaching Bollywood, etc. <br />
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Also, flirting with the E2 Diet. Have you seen the documentary "Forks Over Knives"? It presents a lot of evidence for a whole foods, low fat, plant based diet. The E2 Diet is short for Engine Two Diet - an Austin firefighter got his whole firehouse to go basically animal protein free and watched their cholesterol and weight plummet. It's tough - no meat, no diary, no added fat. I can do it about 75% of the time. My sister Emily is also interested, and Anthony eats the food, too, since he lives with me. Stuff like this wrap with hummus, sautéed onions and red peppers with fresh spinach tossed in balsamic.<br />
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What has really impressed me is that my parents have also joined in, and are more faithful to the diet than me. Previously committed meat eaters, they both say they feel better on the diet, and my dad is hoping to eliminate his cholesterol meds. I am so proud of them for trying something so radically new. <br />
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So, here is an easy weeknight Tofu Recipe we enjoy around here a lot, with one of my Dad's favorite ingredients, Teriyaki Sauce!</div>
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First, I like to drain my tofu to make it firmer. This is a large package of firm tofu, diced, and placed on tea towels.</div>
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Put another tea towel on top,<br />
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Then another cookie sheet on top, with a couple of heavy cans or pots on top if it for weight. Let it drain for about 30 minutes, then toss the tofu with teriyaki sauce. (Sometimes, if I don't have time to drain the tofu, I skip that step and it turns out fine. But I like the texture of the drained tofu better.)<br />
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Then spread the teriyaki-glazed tofu on a cookie sheet, lined with foil and lightly sprayed with cooking spray. Place under the broiler for 5-8 minutes. Then turn them and broil the other side.<br />
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Meanwhile, assemble your veggies. This night, we had quartered white onions, halved baby brussels sprouts, mushrooms, squash, asparagus, and mushrooms. Other veggies I like include baby bok choy, cauliflower, and sugar snap peas. Use whatever you like or got in your farm basket, but I never leave out the white onion!<br />
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Here they are, likewise glazed with the teriyaki, ready for the broiler.<br />
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I like to strategically place the denser veggies in the center, and the more tender veggies on the periphery. All these veggies were pretty even in size and water density, so they are all jumbled together. The asparagus I put on another sheet with the stems in the center, and the tips pointed out. I do the same for the bok choy. Whatever veg you have, turn it after about 5-10 minutes, until its nicely caramelized on both sides.<br />
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Then serve the whole glazed mess on top of brown rice, with a little extra soy sauce or teriyaki on top. A sprinkle of cilantro is nice, too!<br />
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<br />Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-67708638283394968972012-03-01T22:16:00.000-06:002012-03-01T22:16:46.311-06:00My Heart Will Go OnWe finally got <i>Titanic</i> last weekend from our local library. It can be hard to locate slightly older movies now that there are no video stores anymore, and I wanted to share this flick with my kids ever since they got interested in Titanic lore a few months ago.<br />
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"We get to watch <i>Titanic</i> this weekend!" I told the kids. They screwed up their faces and said, "We don't want to watch it. It's too violent!!" What? It's not violent, just tragic. (OK I forgot that one guy does get shot.) Still they were opposed. <br />
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I tried a different tactic. "Anthony, remember when <i>Titanic</i> came out and it was so huge, everyone was talking about it. And some parents wouldn't let their kids see it because there are boobies in it." Anna played it cool and said, "Well, I'll let you decide if I should watch it." Colin remained doubtful.<br />
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Saturday night we cued up the movie, and they both sat down to watch. It's a long show - 3 hours. Anna got hooked on the love story; Colin was fascinated by the mechanics of the ship. The kids sank lower and lower on the couch, one curled up on each side of me.<br />
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Finally, the ship went down. <br />
"I love you, Jack!" said Rose.<br />
"I want you to promise me you're going to live," said Jack. "And I want you to hold on to that promise."<br />
"You have to pause the movie," said Colin. "I have to pee."<br />
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"Yes," said Anna. "I have to go, too!"<br />
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So we paused in the middle of the dramatic emotional climax for a potty break. They both liked the movie, and fortunately no one had nightmares.<br />
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Anna got the music for the theme song from her piano teacher. Titanic lives on...Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-73776579347955763442012-02-20T20:49:00.000-06:002012-02-20T20:49:23.989-06:00Benefit ConcertRemember Jump Rope for Heart? At my kids' school they still do it. Mostly it seems like a big bribe, all these neat prizes you can win if you raise a lot of money. And then there's the day when you jump rope in the gym while wearing a red Tshirt. <br />
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Kids aren't allowed to go door to door anymore (too unsafe, according to the school) (too embarrassing, according to me). They are encouraged to ask all their friends and family for donations. Anna wanted to email everyone in my address book, something I was not cool with either. My sister Emily and I both donated $5. I took the donation envelope to work, but everyone I work with makes poverty wages, so that got another $1.<br />
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So one day Anna announced she was walking her dog, and started to leave with a stuffed satchel over her shoulder. "What's in the bag?" I asked. "N-n-nothing!!!" she stammered guiltily. "Just show me," I said.<br />
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She produced a hand-made poster that said:<br />
BENEFIT CONCERT FOR JUMP ROPE FOR HEART!<br />
BY ANNA LASTNAME, AGED 10<br />
SUNDAY AT 2 PM<br />
(ACTUAL ADDRESS)<br />
$2 DONATION<br />
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"Oh, sweetheart," I said. "This is great, but you can't go posting your name and address, inviting people to our house, all over the neighborhood." She was crestfallen. "We'll think of some other way for you raise money." Reluctantly, she agreed.<br />
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Fast forward to the next Sunday. I had boxes everywhere, putting Christmas decorations away. (I don't keep my decorations up that long; its just been that long since I posted). A polite young man knocks on the door and says, "Hi, my name is Alan G. Is Anna Martin having a benefit concert today?"<br />
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"Um, Anna! Your friend is here for a concert." Anna looked sheepish and scared. She had told some classmates about the benefit concert, but forgot about it after I nixed the posters. This boy's mother had driven him to our house! "How long is this going to last?" he asked. "Five minutes," I promised, and told Anna she had to follow through. The boy relayed it to the mom, who was waiting in the car. I rounded up Colin and some nice neighbor boys who were playing outside.<br />
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Anna wasn't exactly prepared, so first she played a song on the piano. Then while she got herself "ready" Colin played a song on the piano. Then Anna returned with her song notebook, a spiral full of lyrics she's written herself. She backed up to the wall looking nervous, took a deep breath, then sang two of her creations. She did great. You can tell Taylor Swift is a major influence on her songwriting. Then Colin came out with a jar that had a post-it note on it that said, "Tips." Alan put $5 in the jar and left.<br />
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1.5 oz mulled vodka **<br />
1.5 oz golden rum (I like Bacardi)<br />
1.5 oz pear nectar<br />
0.5 oz triple sec<br />
0.5 oz port<br />
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Shake all ingredients over ice and pour into a chilled martini glass.<br />
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Combine 1 cup vodka with 1 tsp of premixed mulling spices -or- 1 star anise, 4 cloves, 1/4 stick of cinnamon, a few allspice berries, a shaving of nutmeg, etc. Let sit at room temperature for ~1 hour then drain.<br />
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Cheers, and Happy New Year!Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-1869924381342627412011-11-30T21:50:00.001-06:002011-12-01T09:43:09.656-06:00Last NaBloPoMo for the Thankful Month<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJrKtQD0AXW5zrUue9-9gkom09auCeNSs_R-lmvkojtEIMNqojqBK_ikjLPh6Kumi_VHpwrPzLQIYoHYrMOk_U5rns8lQeXii9xkpwb-EoI0OF3INRtKsNYNhh9XJB7cTXaZ07_A/s1600/Thanksgiving+tree.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJrKtQD0AXW5zrUue9-9gkom09auCeNSs_R-lmvkojtEIMNqojqBK_ikjLPh6Kumi_VHpwrPzLQIYoHYrMOk_U5rns8lQeXii9xkpwb-EoI0OF3INRtKsNYNhh9XJB7cTXaZ07_A/s320/Thanksgiving+tree.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>This is our Thanksgiving Tree from last Thursday. Anna made the construction paper leaves, and Colin got the branch from the tree in our back yard. Everyone, young and old, took a leaf or two and wrote something they were thankful for.<br />
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The good health of my husband<br />
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My mom and dad. I miss them.<br />
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For my dogs, Ruby and Gus<br />
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I am thankful for living, talking, and friends.<br />
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My wonderful family<br />
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For <u>Life</u>: God, Family, Friends<br />
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All my nieces and nephews - Anna, Colin, Paige, Graham, & Evelyn<br />
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For my Niece and Bro who saved me<br />
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I am thankful for the wind<br />
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For the whole world<br />
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I'm thankful for NM in July and August!<br />
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I am thankful for friends who are more like family!<br />
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I am thankful for <u>fun</u>!<br />
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Music<br />
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having a great family<br />
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all our pets!<br />
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I am thankful for my family and friends<br />
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My five grandchildren<br />
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The Food<br />
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I am thankful for Harry Potter<br />
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My family's love and support<br />
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All the good food<br />
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I am happy for the rain<br />
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For a job I love<br />
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For everyone here todayVetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-68545400229155358212011-11-29T21:11:00.002-06:002011-11-29T21:11:52.278-06:00Is November over yet?I'm single this week: Anthony is in Ohio. I need to iron 12 ruffled collars for Sugarplum ballerinas. And catch up on some Glee.<br />
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I'll be on the couch.Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-49282259158505810412011-11-28T20:10:00.000-06:002011-11-28T20:10:37.407-06:00Mystery SOLVEDAnthony told me he heard the rooster crow over the Thanksgiving holiday. It was a good news/bad news kinda thing: it confirmed I wasn't crazy, but also confirmed that someone is crowing.<br />
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He said, "You're right, it was definitely a rooster crow, but it was soft and far off sounding." Yes, that's it! "Anna heard it, too!" More witnesses! "Then she told me, Daddy, that's my phone."<br />
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She has the "rooster crow" as her text tone. If it's in the living room and you're in the kitchen, and the windows are open, it sounds just like its coming from the coop.<br />
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Put away the hatchet!Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-4973120644501686992011-11-27T22:04:00.000-06:002011-11-27T22:04:19.250-06:00What I did today1. Slept in!<br />
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2. Sang with the choir<br />
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3. Did grocery shopping for the week<br />
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4. Made individual pizzas for everyone<br />
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5. Helped the children practice piano<br />
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6. Cut Anthony and Colin's hair<br />
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7. Taught Bollywood aerobics<br />
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8. Made chef salads with smoked turkey (yum!)<br />
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9. Tested Anna and Anthony's chocolate chip cookies. So sweet how he showed her all his secrets to making perfect, moist, chewy cookies. She was very enthusiastic. The results were good. I tasted at least 4 oven-fresh cookies...Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-15308667372542283172011-11-26T21:19:00.002-06:002011-11-26T21:19:35.699-06:00BecomingWe ate dinner tonight at an Indian restaurant. There was some fish on the buffet, so I made sure to get some for Colin since he's a fish lover. He ate a few bites then stopped.<br />
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"Yes," he said, "But it became spicy."Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-24923932669256907162011-11-25T22:13:00.000-06:002011-11-25T22:13:23.968-06:00NewsSo often, I call owners with bloodwork results and get to say, "Everything's normal: kidneys and liver, electrolytes and glucose, thyroid level, blood count, heart worm test..." and they say thank you, and I say, "Hey, I love giving good news!" It's so great to be the bearer of good news, the reassurer of good health. Fortunately, that is the case more often than not.<br />
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Other times, it's not good news. Like when I had to call a client and tell her the lump I took off her dog was not a lipoma (a benign fatty mass) but instead something sinister, so we'd better send it off for pathology. Then the pathology came back neurofibrosarcoma, a tumor very locally invasive (so it will probably regrow) and only 5% of cases metastasize. But we'd better take chest X-rays before I refer her for radiation therapy. Then on today's X-rays, there are little dots all through the chest.<br />
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I'll have a radiologist review the films next week, but meanwhile, no referral is indicated. And this brave woman, who runs marathons and hikes the Appalachian trail, hangs her head and cries. Then says, "This is a really bad design, these dogs that live lives so short, when there are all these ugly, evil people who live 80 years." I can't argue with that.Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-49272332896598330812011-11-24T22:37:00.000-06:002011-11-24T22:37:12.020-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!The Menu:<br />
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Greenburg Turkey<br />
Ham<br />
Herb Gravy<br />
Mushroom Dressing<br />
Creamed Greens<br />
Roasted Winter Vegetables<br />
Homegrown Tomato and Arugula Salad<br />
Marinated Homegrown Peppers<br />
Wild Rice<br />
Aunt Sudie's Potatoes<br />
Roasted Acorn Squash<br />
Brown-N-Serve Rolls<br />
Steamed Asparagus<br />
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Dessert selections:<br />
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Pecan Pielettes<br />
Pumpkin Pie<br />
Chocolate Pumpkin Pie<br />
Buttermilk Pie<br />
Cranberry Muffins<br />
Cheesecake<br />
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Entertainment:<br />
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Piano by Anna and Colin<br />
Walking the dogs<br />
Scrabble<br />
Football<br />
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(Colin suggests we do it all again next week)Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-87980142286847403682011-11-23T21:54:00.000-06:002011-11-23T21:54:30.415-06:00Thanksgiving EveSadly I had to work today, even though all I wanted to do was stay home and cook and prepare for tomorrow's big feast. We are looking at 15 guests this year - both our parents, despite recent health crises on each side. My kids are pretty excited, too, and helped me chop vegetables and make pie after dinner. Everything is done except for making the stuffing/dressing, and setting the table.<br />
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We can't wait!!!Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-43858203178274373322011-11-22T20:51:00.000-06:002011-11-22T20:51:10.208-06:00Happy Hour ColinismI came home today and Anthony and the Manny were enjoying a cocktail together. Yeah, really.<br />
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Then Colin said, "Daddy, why don't you open a shop called 'Big Bellied Bagels for Big Bellied People?"Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-5606524218254493782011-11-21T20:29:00.000-06:002011-11-21T20:29:19.361-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It rained AGAIN today, and we are still riveted by it. Anna went out to feel the rain on her face this morning. I noticed lots of birds taking baths in puddles. Then, driving home from Zumba, I was struck by this:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32xiHudAZZyFYE6joPhfHN6b2l4DQsHBIGXWtR8_pkvr13ZOp1aXHnqgppmxuMwDdaRk4J8wipjBxjZuc6jA58SeFupZ6nGmlRQXXYLoCIVKbWiEh1yqpTY6QFCBaN3PIqRSkAg/s1600/buzz+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32xiHudAZZyFYE6joPhfHN6b2l4DQsHBIGXWtR8_pkvr13ZOp1aXHnqgppmxuMwDdaRk4J8wipjBxjZuc6jA58SeFupZ6nGmlRQXXYLoCIVKbWiEh1yqpTY6QFCBaN3PIqRSkAg/s320/buzz+1.JPG" width="240" /></a></div> A large buzzard sitting atop the old Lutheran church from the 1800s. So Texas Gothic. Here's his close-up:<br />
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They live in Ft Worth and we rarely see them, but we all were at college together. Anthony and Shane were roommates for a while, and he was in our wedding. Before that, Emily dated Shane when she was finishing high school.<br />
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Their daughter was shy until she saw my kids, then they were immediately playing chase and whispering secrets. Extra bonus at Ikea to see friends we haven't seen face-to-face for at least 5 years!Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-25931282081167004932011-11-19T22:25:00.000-06:002011-11-19T22:25:28.521-06:00PreparationHey, it's less than a week until Thanksgiving! We are planning on having another big feast, with lots of extended family from both sides. Today we are getting things ready - tidying up the larder, emptying out the fridge, trying to finish the bathroom remodel project.<br />
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Anybody need an extra set of gently used towels?Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-6239541104586889122011-11-18T20:38:00.000-06:002011-11-18T20:38:06.989-06:00Yay! Anthony's homeI was gone last weekend for the Dental Forum, came home late on Sunday, then Anthony left early Monday morning. We spent about 9 hours together, most of them sleeping. He finally came home tonight. We are all glad.<br />
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I'm gonna go hang with him on the couch.Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-23433816157828873902011-11-17T22:19:00.000-06:002011-11-17T22:19:56.576-06:00More Hen TalkThree of the chickens were out when the kids and I got home this afternoon, which means it's time for another wing trim. (BTW, no more cock-a-doodle-doos heard.) We trim our chickens' wings so they don't fly out of their little enclosed yard behind the shed, because otherwise they invariably ruin the garden with their raking feet. <br />
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Colin really loves the chickens, and volunteered to help me catch them because he's "the best chicken catcher." He also claims they understand him. Colin also feeds the chickens for me everyday. It's the one chore he doesn't complain about (now that we moved the feed onto the porch and out of the shed where we rarely find snakes. Colin is afraid of snakes.)<br />
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He is really fast at catching those chickens, who very much do not want to be caught. He holds them lovingly like a baby as we take them to the picnic table, then holds their body while I extend a wing and trim the long feathers. He has a name for each of them (Goldy, Big Blacky, Copper, Reddy). He looks like such a farm boy with his flock.Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715455.post-35404340289447269002011-11-16T21:39:00.000-06:002011-11-16T21:39:55.205-06:00DentistryI saw two dogs today with very advanced periodontal disease -- caked on tartar, receding gums, mobile teeth, death breath -- all the things that make a normal human pull back with horror. It gives me itchy fingers, because I can't wait to get in there and CURE that disease. Teeth will be lost, but domesticated dogs don't need teeth to live, and besides, teeth that abscessed aren't being used to chew anyway.<br />
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For both cases, I sat down with the dog's owner, listing the reasons its important to restore good oral health (for pain relief, for heart health, for longevity), and going over an itemized estimate - preanesthetic bloodwork, IV fluids, anesthesia, X-rays, local dental blocks, extractions. Bone grafts to preserve jaw strength after the teeth and infected bone is removed. Suturing the extraction sites so that they heal with a simple incision instead of a big hole that has to fill in. Antibiotics and pain meds to go home.<br />
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It's not easy to do it well, nor is it cheap. It is going to take several hours of my time, and technical support, and a lot of good equipment. It will make a huge difference in their quality of life. Sometimes I want to help these dogs so badly, I wish I could do it for free. I said that to one of the owners who said, "No! I want you to stay in business so you can take care of my dogs!" I so appreciated this, especially since I know the estimate was much higher than he anticipated, and he'll have to do some "juggling" to get it done. And I was so pleased that both procedures got scheduled. Good oral health, here we come!Vetmommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03080433414311070111noreply@blogger.com1