Introducing Paws

I thought I would start with some happy news. My friend J has another dog. She sat around most of Friday and Saturday just crying and missing Jack. On Sunday she went to the RSPCA shelter and adopted an Australian Cattle dog cross (all muts are called Australian Cattle dog crosses) and as he is mostly black with white paws she called him Paws. He is 9 weeks old and too small to take our long walks but too big to carry. J brought him, by car, to the park this morning to introduce him to Louis and here he is with J.


Incidentally he and Louis got on very well.

It appears that poor Jack had Pancreatic Cancer and J decided to have him put down.

On the home front we had one episode on Sunday evening after Margaret went to bed. I had given her her medications, mainly sedatives, pain killers and anti diarrhea pills but thirty minutes later she got up and asked for her tablets. I told her that she had had them but this caused her to get very angry and abuse me. I am getting used to being "a nasty horrible man' and a"liar". I couldn't just give her more tablets as these have to be strictly monitored. After several hours of being woken up by Margaret wheeling in and abusing me I was able to give her couple of Paracetamol and she settled down by about 2.00 am.

Yesterday I had to take Margaret to see her GP as she needed prescriptions for her painkilling patches and Prenisone which keeps her alive. I also had her skin tear checked and the nurse cut off the skin flap as it had died. The wound is about an inch across and will take some time to heal. Her GP commented on her irritability and she told him that it was because I was withholding her medicine. He calmed her down and told me that this was just her short term memory loss problem. Last night I sat with Margaret and made her tell what each tablet, there are six, she took was for. This seems to do the trick as she just went to sleep quickly and appears to be in a good mood this morning.