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Thursday, December 06, 2007

the wee hours

On The Second Night of Hanukkah My Pets Gave To Themselves…

Some stomach cramps, a little constipation, a whole lot of whimpering and panting…and what basically amounted to a belly full o’ gas.  Cricket went to the vet today after acting like she was in dire distress.  She has some bad gas.  She got a prescription for Ultram, Sucralfate, and Pepcid.  Our poor baby is being treated with the meds for stress and an ulcer.  To be honest, I think she just wanted to go visit Marge and the girls, plus get hooked up with some pain meds, and to get her way, she was willing to suffer the indignity of an, uh, digital exam, if necessary.  It was.  When we got home, I gave her a pain pill and some Sucralfate, and then waited around for a little bit while they took effect.  I think she had a lovely nap while we braved the Xmas crowds at Target.  And, how did she get this illness that existed purely of air?  We ran out of her fancy schmancy raw food and fed her some Newman’s Own and some Spot’s Stew for a few days.  Her belly rebelled.  She’s such a sensitive girl.  Phoenix was fine.  She wondered what all the fuss was about.  She was embarrassed for poor Cricket.

We decided to treat ourselves to the special Hanukkah buffet at the Santa Fe Station hotel/casino as a reward for being good pet parents.  Blech.  Their brisket tasted like rubber tires (it was so nasty that neither of us could eat more that a tiny bite of each of our big chunks of meat), their potato latkes were some weird combination of potato shreds and cinnamon & nutmeg (?? - I’m not sure of the exact spices, just that it wasn’t what it should’ve been), their matzo ball soup that wasn’t nearly as good as Leigh-Ann’s, and it was just all-around unpleasant.  We rarely go out lately, so it was a big disappointment and a waste of money, although we did get $4 off by having our Stations card with us.  That’s the first lousy meal we’ve had at the Santa Fe since the new buffet opened and it’s sad because we were just wanting some simple Jew-y food items.  You know, all they needed to do was buy a matzo ball soup mix (both Streit & Manischewitz make a fine matzo ball mix), some frozen potato pancakes, and your average brisket.  I don’t cook and I could’ve done a better job.  Heck, Cricket could’ve done a better job.

And for you, because you’ve been so good, here’s another song by The LeeVees!