We went to the vet yesterday. Nothing big wrong, just some nagging little problems for Friday. But still, the visit was overdue. I kept putting things off because of money issues. I don’t have that excuse now.
Off on the bus, and I get to play with my new toy, an app on the G-phone called Seattle Bus Finder. It finds you by GPS, and then it finds the buses on the route number you ask for. The most fun thing is having little icons that look like Seattle buses appear as if by magic on the map.
We get to the vets office at Elliott Bay Animal Hospital, and Friday starts trembling. Why, I don’t know. She’s never had anything really bad, like surgery happen here. We saw a new vet named Bridie O’Connor. I think her family may have hailed from Ireland. So we go over the whole deal of what needs doing, and then they whisk Friday off to the back to clean her ears out and look at some of the skin lesions she has. Two hours and an ungodly sum of money later, we are out of there, along with a whole bag full of pill and potions to take care of things. It’s going to be a busy couple of weeks. Better lay in some peanut butter to get the pills down with. Getting old is crap.
I love these vets however. They have always seen Friday any time she needed it, and worked within my budget. And they did this time, too. I know where the cheap vets in Seattle are, too, but I like this place since it’s relatively near-by.
And speaking of relatively nearby, I no longer have to trek an hour one way on two buses to get dog food. Mud Bay Granary, a local chain of pet food stores, has moved to my neighborhood. Their prices are comparable to Petco, where I used to get my pet food, they carry the brand I’ve been using with her for years, which Petsmart doesn’t, and they are local. Perfect.
We stopped on the way home at KFC, because they were giving away free chicken. Yes, they’d give you a free piece of their new grilled chicken. Of course, I had a meal, but I still got an extra piece of chicken. What I really like is that they’ve changed the local KFC to include a Taco Bell, and now I don’t have to go way up north when I need a fix. And some nachos with my chicken.
Then on to Radio Shack to pick up some coax I need to get my HDTV card installed in my computer. There I hear about another service available to those of us who want to know where the fecking bus is called “My Bus”. Yes, I will be putting this on my phone, too. Especially for the stops where the
assholes little darlings tear the schedules down. Of course, the printed schedules don’t tell you if your bus is late, either. But My Bus will. I still like the cute little bus icons, however.
Off home then, where The Boyo arrives just as I do. With his laptop which he wishes me to configure. And shortly after we fall into bed because we are both exhausted. No, honest, just sleepy.
I have a dull life, don’t I?