Interesting Times

All I can say is: Oy vey!

This could be the busiest week I have had in a long time. That's saying a lot, since I work full time, go to school full time, and have a family.

Monday: My family gets news that our oldest dog, Arlo, has cancer. He has a tumor that on his neck that extends into the lymph nodes. He is 17 years old, so we are hopeful that the tumor is slow-growing and will not greatly affect his natural life span.

Tuesday: The eye of the storm. I even have the day off from work. We run errands.

Wednesday: Our water tank dies. We have well water, so we have a contraption that pumps the water from the ground into a water tank, where it waits to be used in the house and/or yard. The pump is fine, so we have water available, but we have to use buckets to bring it into the house. It's kind of like living in Little House on the Prairie.

Thursday: Roy goes outside to look for pipes with which to fix the water tank and discovers two kittens in the leaves beside the pipes. We take the kittens with us when we take Arlo to the vet for news about his tumor and options for treatment. It turns out that the kittens are almost 6 weeks old males who are not yet weaned. We decide to keep the kittens. Arlo's tumor is slow-growing, and we agree with the vet that Arlo will receive injections to further retard the tumor's growth. He gets his first injection. This should allow him to live out the rest of his life without diminishing his quality of life. He is 17 years old, so that may not be a long time, even if he didn't have cancer.

Friday: Roy is supposed to purchase and install a new water tank. (Did I mention today is Roy's birthday?) I am faxing resumes before I pick up the children, pick up dinner, and help wean the kittens.

The weekend lies ahead of us. All I can say is: Bring it on!