March 13th – 15th

We’ve given in….we have broken down and joined the Costco cult. We were strong and resisted this for a long time…..but Tim and Nicolle finally won – we went with them once and we could no longer resist :)

It turned from a mildly busy to super busy weekend with the matter of a few texts and calls. We were off to take our Fur children for a walk after work on Friday and were temped with promises of good friends, good food and beer by Gully. As most of you know our resolve is not good when trying to resist our favorite things :) so we went and had a good time. Somewhere in the last few years Steve and I have switched roles. I am now often the one who decides to be reasonable and go home when we have to get up in the morning….though reasonable for us on such occasions is about 2am.

We had a vet appointment at 9:20 in the morning and since this is a new vet, we decided we’d take both Zeus and Ollie and get it over with. Not the brightest thing we’ve ever done. They just keyed each other up more and more as the moments passed in the small examining room. As Zeus was being examined Ollie paced and whined impatiently….and was so nervous he almost attacked a life-size cat poster on the wall;) After a few minutes of that, I suggested maybe it would be better if Ollie and I go to the general waiting area until they were done. The Vet and Tech and Steve agreed it was worth a try….but after about 1 full minute of Zeus crying and yowling like someone was killing him, the Tech came and got me and said, “I think Zeus wants his friend back.” Upon re-entering the examination room, Ollie had his front paws on the exam table and was nose to nose with Zeus as if to say, “You are alright! Thank God.” Ollie’s turn was a whole other thing entirely – he was squirming and climbing Steve…He escaped off of the table twice before the Vet, the Tech and Steve took his feet away from him (by laying him on his side and each taking a pair of legs or a head :). Following that fiasco we ran a bunch of errands and while at the beer store to pick up the last bits Steve needed to pimp out his beer fridge and I in the graceful way that I have knocked a beer bottle off the shelf soaking the floor, and me pretty much from waist to toe. I believe Steve was embarrassed since we left immediately after (you’d think he’d be used to it by now).

Later on Saturday we celebrated our friend Tommy’s 40th Birthday with him for a while and then stopped by to see Gully and Cathy again….just can’t seem to stay away from those guys =)