Wednesday, March 30, 2005
A Visit to the Vet
Away to the vet. Well, not so simple. Since he is not good with other dogs, we had to make a hurried entrance to a back room to avoid making a scene. The vet was pretty good with him, but at my advice, we muzzled him when we plucked and cleaned his ears. He is prone to chronic ear infections if they are not kept cleaned regularly. Now that he is "defensively aggressive," that is, he bites, it has been impossible for me to do his ears up until now..........we bought a muzzle.
Jammin tested positive for Lyme's Disease, a 2 on a scale from 1 to 5. No wonder his joints have been sore. And so now he's on antibiotics to treat this, I hope it works. Also, the vet prescribed Rimadyl to treat the soreness in his joints and that stuff is truly amazing. He is much more mobile, I just wish the shit wasn't so expensive. Doxycycline is what he is on for the Lyme's disease.
While we waited in the exam room for the test results, Jammin took a shit right there on the floor, and it stunk! Thinking quickly, I open a window, grab some paper towel and scoop up the poop and stick it in the trash can. I'm sure the next lucky patient and owner smelled it, LOL. Oh well, shit happens.
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Rescue Me

I found this poor guy on the ocean beach at Hither Hills State Park in Montauk, NY. I reported him to our local aquarium in Riverhead. He was rescued the following day. I really don't know what ultimately became of him. It is rumored that the Riverhead Foundation has limited ability to handle the large number of strandings here on Long Island, and from what I understand, they have some sort of infection that is treatable with antibiotics. That cost $$$. If you want to help, or for more information, their website is at: www.riverheadfoundation.org .........Happy Easter!!
Friday, March 25, 2005

I downloaded this off the internet on the day Jerry died. That was a bad day for me. I guess I felt spiritually connected to him for many years and never expected him to leave us so soon. I had an apparition that day. While playing drums along with a favorite Grateful Dead CD, I was playing with alot of energy and certainly alot of emotion. While I was playing, looking at the wall across the room, I saw an image of Jerry smiling at me, as if to console me in my grief. It lasted for a while, maybe 15 to 30 seconds. And for you doubters, no, I was not stoned or tripping or drunk or high on anything. I wonder sometimes if I was hallucinating out of grief, as I think I had tears in my eyes and I don't cry often. What do you think? I welcome your comments.











