Happy New Year?

We've had Bella for ONE stinkin week and the little shit has already earned herself a trip to the emergency vet clinic yesterday. Not how I wanted to spend my Sunday. Not how I wanted to spend my Christmas money...but it was either that or take out a second mortgage....(have you ever had to go to an emergency vet? only ones open on Sunday where I live...)

I let Bella out of her 'room' aka my office Sunday morning. She's been confined there at night, we've only been letting her roam the house supervised until we were sure she had the litter box and such down pat. She does, but we are trying to get her used to things without overwhelming her and ending up with accidents upstairs or something. WELL, long story short she took off like her tail was on fire out of the room to go explore and ran like a bat out of hell upstairs to snoop. We have hardwood floors throughout the house including the stairs and the huge landing at the top of the stairs. The pickets in the staircase are wrought iron twisted thingies. She was at the top of the landing (about 12 feet up or so) and was playing furiously with something she found. Neither the Husband or I were paying much attention to her as there were minis to attend to that were demanding to be fed and such and all of sudden we heard this terrible crash. It was a BIG crash. I thought he dropped the baby or something and he thought the same thing. Apparently Bella couldn't get traction on the hardwoods upstairs and flew through the pickets at the top flying 12 feet to a thunderous crash onto the hardwoods in the living room below. She landed somewhere near the bar on the other side of the kitchen......and let out a cry. OMG....at first I thought she was okay, cause neither of us actually saw her fall. Then an hour or so later I noticed she was not putting pressure on her leg and couldn't walk. Shitfuckdamn.....here we go to the vet. Of course I wanted her to be okay, but all I could see were the dollar signs.....and lord knows we don't need to be throwing money at a vet right now....

245 dollars and 3 hours later, Big One and Bella and I walk out of the Emergency Vet. She did not break her leg and had no internal injuries THANK GOD. But she sprained her knee and is on pain meds for 3 days. The good news, she's already using it more and acting better. The bad news, I am 245 dollars poorer and had 3 hours of my very precious Sunday stolen by a little stinker that will now be confined to my office aka 'her room' until I get the baby gates up. Oh well, I've gotta put them up for Little One anyway. She's cruising furniture and almost walking now anyway.

Onto more fun things.......before I forget..Happy New Year!!! Hope yours was more eventful than mine. Minis in bed at 7:00 and 9:00 and then I was asleep by 10:00......oh yes I was. The Husband went to the annual neighborhood bash...interesting. Always fun but no sitter this year. Bummer for me but no hangover the next day either. Then a friend of mine's brother got married to his long time girlfriend. We never thought they'd do it. They are very young still but have a 6 year old son together. She had Eli at age 15, so she's just now 21 herself. The wedding was.....interesting. Without revealing too much......this was her dress...notice the 'top hat' with black veil. She wore black Doc Martens under her dress......bridesmaids wore blood red dresses with black crosses and flower girl and ring bearer wore white with black lace and red roses.....someone's been reading too much 'Twilight'.....