Stiff And Sore
Well.....I woke up with a stiff and sore neck today. I felt it starting to come on slightly yesterday but today it got uncomfortable.
After a breakfast of skorpor, ost (crisp rolls and cheese) from IKEA and tea which is my latest breakfast obsession I decided that I was going to take it easy today. Meaning sleep and eat.
I am in bed now and for the first time ever I am trying a medicated patch that I slapped on the back of my neck. I have now reached fogbone status, are medicated patches going to be a weekly thing from now on? I am not sure how I like it, it's like weird burning sensation. I am also thinking about rereading this book by Lars Kepler called The Sandman . I got it about a month ago and was so looking forward to reading it because I had heard that it was very good and also scary but I was disappointed. It was good enough but not great. Meh......I might read it again and then pass it on. Who wants it?
But now I have to tell you about what happened earlier. So around 9 PM I hear a bunch of barking outside, I look out the window and see a loose dog running around. About 10-15 minutes later I hear barking again, so I look and it is the same dog. I get dressed and go outside and discover a light brown pittbull with a collar and a doggie shirt on. It ran towards me, stopped at a distance and just barked. I felt that he was scared, lost and needed help. But I did not know if he was friendly. So I got Chhaya's leash, filled up a bowl with her kibble and another with water and got in my car and slowly drove until I spotted him again. I put the bowl on the ground and called him over, he approached carefully and gobbled down all the kibble while I told him he was a good boy. Then another car pulled up and the driver, a girl asked if that was my dog and I said no and explained what was going on. We both got out of our cars and the dog was just wagging his tail, I attached the leash to his collar. The girl said she thought he lives in our gated community but not exactly sure where and texted another neighbor while I walked the dog to the bowl with water that he drank. The neighbor came outside and looked at the dog and decided to keep him until she/we can find the owner, hopefully tomorrow. I am glad I decided to get outside and check on that dog, had he ran outside the gates who knows where he would had been tonight. Maybe not alive now. He was scared. I can only imagine if Chhaya was lost somewhere without me, she would had been scared too and I would had been devastated not knowing if she was safe.
After a breakfast of skorpor, ost (crisp rolls and cheese) from IKEA and tea which is my latest breakfast obsession I decided that I was going to take it easy today. Meaning sleep and eat.
I am in bed now and for the first time ever I am trying a medicated patch that I slapped on the back of my neck. I have now reached fogbone status, are medicated patches going to be a weekly thing from now on? I am not sure how I like it, it's like weird burning sensation. I am also thinking about rereading this book by Lars Kepler called The Sandman . I got it about a month ago and was so looking forward to reading it because I had heard that it was very good and also scary but I was disappointed. It was good enough but not great. Meh......I might read it again and then pass it on. Who wants it?
But now I have to tell you about what happened earlier. So around 9 PM I hear a bunch of barking outside, I look out the window and see a loose dog running around. About 10-15 minutes later I hear barking again, so I look and it is the same dog. I get dressed and go outside and discover a light brown pittbull with a collar and a doggie shirt on. It ran towards me, stopped at a distance and just barked. I felt that he was scared, lost and needed help. But I did not know if he was friendly. So I got Chhaya's leash, filled up a bowl with her kibble and another with water and got in my car and slowly drove until I spotted him again. I put the bowl on the ground and called him over, he approached carefully and gobbled down all the kibble while I told him he was a good boy. Then another car pulled up and the driver, a girl asked if that was my dog and I said no and explained what was going on. We both got out of our cars and the dog was just wagging his tail, I attached the leash to his collar. The girl said she thought he lives in our gated community but not exactly sure where and texted another neighbor while I walked the dog to the bowl with water that he drank. The neighbor came outside and looked at the dog and decided to keep him until she/we can find the owner, hopefully tomorrow. I am glad I decided to get outside and check on that dog, had he ran outside the gates who knows where he would had been tonight. Maybe not alive now. He was scared. I can only imagine if Chhaya was lost somewhere without me, she would had been scared too and I would had been devastated not knowing if she was safe.
