June 2009

Jun
8
2009

Dog day of summer

Today is dog day. I’d scheduled an appointment with a new vet at two, so the dirty dog and I had a bath this morning.

Tess was sooo good in the bath. She’s never stopped hating it; she trembles nonstop from the moment she knows what’s coming until I tell her she can go. But she no longer struggles or tries to make a break for it, just puts her ears down and cooperates. All I have to do now is point at the bathroom and she jumps into the tub and waits for me, shaking. It’s oddly endearing.

I toweled her down afterward and left her to finish the job — she licks her paws dry like a cat, it’s crazy — and it wasn’t until I got to the vet that I noticed the little grey clouds of undercoat wafting in her path. Ah, summer.

This was the triennial vaccination-and-titer visit, so not only did it involve a new place new people, but also a series of sharp pokey things. She was very brave and only jerked her paw away once during the blood draw. I felt sorry for her afterward and stopped by the pet store to buy her a bone. And a brush.

Tessa hates being groomed, too, and didn’t like the new brush any better, though I did; it’s built to get the undercoat and does so much more efficiently than the old hairbrush I’d been using on her. Most of her undercoat is on her rump, and she keeps sitting down so I can’t reach it, or creeping away when I have to pause and pull a handful of hair from the teeth.

I got a finger-toothbrush and enzyme toothpaste as well; both Tess and Sammy need better tooth care. But I’m not going to start today; she’s been through enough. I’ll let her gnaw on the beef shank in peace for a while, and throw some toys for her later.

I’ve finally gotten her to distinguish between the names of the different toys — ring, bunny, ball — so that she brings me the one I ask for instead of a) whatever’s closest or b) her favorite. Despite the vaunted border collie intelligence, I had been doubting whether Tessa was smart enough to learn much more than the basic sit/come/down/stay. But with this success I’m starting to think again about something more advanced.

Some dogs can learn to fetch beer from the fridge on command. It’s a long process; you have to break it into steps for opening the fridge, holding the bottle, and so on. And we don’t regularly keep beer in the fridge anyway. But I may think of something …

Jun
6
2009

Be grateful I deleted this post

Having an unrestricted public venue for one’s personal thoughts is a dangerous thing, for so many reasons. Right now I’m in danger of whining about my many physical ailments like an old woman. Expansively, and at great length. And who wants to hear that?

Twitter is safer; 140 characters of whining is more forgivable.

Jun
4
2009

New blog features

Okay, I’ve got two new comment plugins working now, one that puts recent comments in the sidebar and one that allows comment notifications by email. I did some hacking of the php script on the latter (to improve layout, however slightly) and haven’t fully tested the whole subscribe/unsubscribe procedure, so please let me know if there are glitches.

Also: behind the scenes, I added the Widget Context plugin. It is a thing of much usefulness and beauty.

WordPress sidebar widgets, while neat and easy, lock you into an everywhere-or-nowhere choice. Widget Context lets you specify locations on a per-widget basis, on the fly. All I’ve done with it thus far is to remove the ‘Recent Entries’ widget from the front page, where it’s redundant, but the capabilities go much farther. All WP bloggers should have this!