Welcome to yoonamania where I put down the nonsense that pops up in my head from time to time. Please do not expect to make any sense out of my blatherings. It's called nonsense for a reason. Nor should you expect to enjoy any good writing. My English sucks moose ass. But I don't really care since I'm sure your Korean isn't any better. Please try to keep your expectations low and just chill like potatoes... or beets... or parsnips. Oh and yeah, don't take it seriously unless you think I think you must.

Yours truly, etc. yoonamaniac

Rest Well My Baby

December 31, 2011>

Beasts, Brandy, Pix

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Brandy

?/?/2003 – 12/31/2011

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And People Told Me It Couldn’t Get Worse

October 15, 2009>

Beasts, Foster, Pix, Righteous Rants

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Sunday afternoon, I happened to notice Foster suddenly lifting his right hind leg trying to lick his paw while he was walking around in the backyard. I started towards him to take a look, but then seeing me coming, he ran right up to me and gave ma a paw with a big smile on his face. So I concluded that he might have stepped on a rock or something and didn’t think much about it.

But by Monday evening, I decided something was definitely wrong with his rear right paw and possibly also the left paw because he kept lifting his paws off the ground, mostly the right one but sometimes the left one as well. I tried to take a look, but he almost ripped my face off when I touched his paw. So without a second set of hands to hold him, all I could see was a little bit of his paw getting a little raw from him licking. I decided to take him to the vet on Wednesday if he didn’t get better.

Yesterday I dropped Foster off at the vet in the morning, and let me not digress and talk about the receptionist again this time cause it will just frustrate the shit out of me even more. Foster’s paws had been getting worse, not being able to play with Georgia and having trouble pooping since he has a hard time getting into the position to push since he keeps trying to lift his rear right paw off the ground. But I wasn’t worried too much because I thought it was some superficial wound like a little cut on his paw pad made worse by him licking.

The vet found out not only his rear paws, but all four of his paws have skin legions or ulcers that look as if he scraped them on a rough concrete surface. The rear left paw was in the worst condition. The vet thinks Foster has Lupus because not only there was no such occasion for Foster to have hurt his paws like that but it’s very uncommon for a dog to hurt ALL of his paws like that. He’s pretty sure it is lupus since he has seen enough cases like this even though the only way to make sure is to do a biopsy.

I am angry. I am tired. I am frustrated. I am afraid I’m about to crack.

For now, I came home with antibiotics and anti-inflammatory for the wounds. If his paws don’t get better after this round of antibiotics and anti-inflammatory, then we’ll go from there and treat it with steroids. In the mean time, I’m looking into natural remedies that would help with canine lupus, but it looks even the most holistically minded people seem to say the steroid is the way to go (from what I’ve found out in a very short period of time). If you have dealt with canine lupus or know anybody who has, please let me know. I would like to hear about the experience.

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Making Autumn Look Good

October 14, 2009>

Beasts, Brooklyn, Pix

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I’m too sexy for my itch Too sexy for my itch

Too sexy for a bitch

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Need Good Vibes…

October 7, 2009>

Beasts, Brandy, Mania

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…again. Something is not quite right with Brandy these days. She’s been drinking a whole lot and hence peeing a lot. Her skin around the eyes are raw from too much tears being produced and making her constantly rub her eyes. Yesterday morning, I woke up to a foul smell of her vomit and her urine ALL OVER the kitchen and the den area where she stays. I had to take a day off from work to clean it up and take her to a vet. And of course there is nothing wrong with her medically.

The seat of the chair that she usually sleeps in and I use to hold her upright after her meals is completely soaked with her vomit. So I need to get the foam to replace it, and looking at it online, it’s more than $200 for one stinking foam for the seat! I feel like I’m in a twilight zone or something.

I’m tired. There is a road block everywhere I turn. I still haven’t filed application for passport yet since I can’t confirm the information I have on my parents’ birth place. I left a message for my vet to discuss boarding my dogs there twice. I haven’t heard back. Getting Bailey chair was another circus yesterday. Apparently people who I contacted to have it made are going on a vacation on the 16th of this month for ten days. They were once burned by somebody who had a Bailey chair made and didn’t want it when it was finished, so they do not start making it until they get the payment. So they wanted the check overnighted if I wanted it shipped before they leave for their vacation. But I rarely use checkbook any more, I do my banking online 99.999999% of the time, so I couldn’t find my checkbook. And the story goes on and on and on…

I’m tired. Giving up sounds so sweet right about now.

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Been Busy

October 5, 2009>

Beasts, Brandy, Brooklyn, Fambly, Foster, Georgia

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I have been busy. So very busy, losing sleep busy. Busy looking into things.

As some of you know, I have been trying to figure out a way to visit my dad in Korea before he dies. So many things need to happen for me to be able to go because three of my four dogs are special-needs.

Brandy cannot be properly taken care of in boarding situation or I cannot find anybody to take care of her because she needs to be held in upright position after a meal for an hour and will still regurgitate some food due to megaesophagus. So I searched for a way to build a Bailey chair for Brandy. When I say I searched for a way to build one, I mean I searched for somebody who can build it for me. Thankfully, I found some people who custom build it according to Brandy’s measurements and ship it charging only material and shipping cost.  They FedEx it so it doesn’t get damaged, so it’s going to run about $150, but they are going to give me the exact cost of shipping as soon as they find out. I’m waiting to hear from the vet if they are willing to take care of her with the Bailey Chair.

Both Brandy and Brooklyn need to be kept separate from any other dogs including each other. I’m hoping the vet and the staff are willing to put up with managing them separately from others.

Georgia of course is a problem. First of all, I’m afraid they will lose her. She’s so scared of strangers and strange places, she will do anything, including even having to go near the object of her fear, to get out of the scary situation by bolting. And she’s quite an escape artist because of her determination. Second of all, she will probably not eat or drink, and will refuse to pee or poop on leash if they bring her outside. I still have to find a solution for her, preferably somebody staying at my place.

I picked up an application for passport and filled it out. Tomorrow, I’ll have the passport photos taken and drop off the application. I hear it will take about four to six weeks to get the passport, but with more fee, the expedited service would take two to three weeks, unless of course something goes wrong, which was the case for a coworker of mine, who paid for the expedited service but got his passport three months after the application.

Other than these, there are still a lot of things that need to be done, like looking for the substitute for the dogs’ raw diet, etc. I constantly think of something and have to write it down, but God forbid something comes to mind when I can’t write things down! It turns out my memory lasts only 2 minutes on a good day, and why is it always the case something comes to mind when I can’t write things down?

All in all, with the airfare and boarding etc, I will need about $2,500 if I can buy the tickets soon, which will not be the case since I don’t know when I’ll get my passport. Whatever it is, all of it will be borrowed from a friend since my credit card is maxed out and can’t take it any more.

Now I’ll be very busy for some time cleaning up the pigsty I call home in case I get lucky and find somebody to look after Georgia at home.

Please pray that my dad is still alive when I finally get to go see him.

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