zouzounaki | The relaxing joyful day that wasn't

Yesterday started out nicely: Ann picked uo her e-card before I got up, I gave her her present (all three of the Psycho sequels on two DVDs, a bargain at $13) and she was over the moon about it, especially 'cos Psycho IV is extremely hard to find closed captioned or no. Next we got Falafel King and sat to eat a yummy birthday lunch. I made her a cake, special ingredient love natch ;-), and was letting it cool as we sat down to watch Psycho IV. Sounds downright idillic so far, don't it?

We got about ten minutes into the movie when Ann noticed her little doggy Basho was peeing blood. Worried, we rushed him to the emergency pet care center--which didn't open until about two hours from when we got there, so we drove all the way across town to our usual pet clinic. There followed four--I repeat four--hours of waiting and worrying while they performed every test they could. They were super, super nice and kept us abreast of everything, but it dragged on and on and on all thw while with us terrified it was going to be a kidney stone.

Well, prognosis: He has a UTI but stones don't always show up on x-ray and there were crystals that are consistent with stones in his pee. So our very, very kind doctor, Dr. Blair, sent out his blood work and urine to a lab to see what results they get, and we're waiting to hear in about a week.

My sister was an absolute wreck. I truly hope her dogs are immortal because she is going to fall apart when one of them, er, sheds this mortal coil and becomes an ex-dog.

So, we limped home tiredly, I frosted her cake and we both ate a piece while watching Dancing with the Stars and then I kept fell asleep during the premiere of Heroes which I got ticked off about, not at that show but at FOX for putting new season fave K-Ville against it and mourning that the latter will only last for about three more eps if they keep it in this time slot.

Le sigh. Ghani