Poor Itchy Bubba

Bubba went to the docs again yesterday.  He's been having skin issues again.  Thankfully his ears are still looking really good though.  His skin just gets scaly and disgusting in hot weather and the only thing to do for it is meds.  I hate having him on steroids but it's the only thing that works.  Anyway - when we got home from PIB yesterday, I immediately gave him a tranquilizer.  Now, the bottle says to give him 2-3 pills 1 hour prior.  In the past, however, an hour hasn't been long enough to get Bubba all doped up.  AND!  In the past, 2 and even 3 pills didn't do shit...at first.  Usually by hour 5 or 6, Bubba is so doped up, he can barely walk and his eyes are nonexistent (notice the pic).  So, yesterday, I gave him 1 1/2 pills. Within an hour his eyes were barely there and he wasn't feeling a thing.  I don't know what the key is to these pills because its different every time but at least he didn't have to be muzzled and he didn't care that he was getting poked and prodded.  Poor Bubba.

So Jim's back to his old bullshit!  No coffee this morning!  AND!!!  He told me that he had turned the A/C on last night but...that's right, you guessed it...he DIDN'T!  AND!!!  He can't remember what pills Bubba's supposed to get and when.  I mean, it's all written down but there's a "twist" to what we're supposed to do and Jim can't remember what it is.  I said to Jim, "So, you're telling me that it is in fact true that if I want something done right, I have to do it myself?!  Do you know how much shit is on me then!?"  UGH!  Jim's comment: "Will I ever learn?"  Outlook:  Not Good!

Okay well, I best head out.  I have some more modifying to do.  Oh, and last nights Open House?  One of my LOW kids' mother came in and boy oh boy...no WONDER!  Sheesh!

K - I'm out...Oh, and how about a couple little pics:

So tireds!

Another beautiful PIB sunset!