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Firstly, very inspired by Sean lately, if you couldn't tell. Dude's awesome.
SECONDLY I want to say I'm incredibly sorry if I offended anybody with the last photo; just to clarify I am not against mental health medications in and of themselves AT ALL, but the values of the society in which we over-prescribe them. I'm very pro-drugs in many cases, they're oftentimes literal lifesavers. However, our society's emphasis on happiness can be damaging to those who find it more difficult to constantly appear as such, and valuing other things might be more inclusive. And while ADHD is not directly related to happiness, it is an example of how we often tend to over-medicate those who have more trouble behaving 'levelly', specifically children who have no choice and no ability to personally consent to being medicated.
THIRDLY going to try to keep this short since that was so long already, but this photo's based on the need-to-be-seen-doing-literally-everything-in-order-for-it-to-actually-matter-somewhat mindset that I and most of our generation is pretty guilty of. We've been conditioned to see everything we do and think in need of the acknowledgement and validation of others--if I go to a party or club or sneeze or eat a salad I better as fuck tweet about it or make a snap story or it never actually happened and I’m a boring person, or maybe I never even existed at all. And I'm by no means trying to put anyone down or be condescending, as evidenced by the fact that 97 percent of what I post online is absolutely meaningless nonsense. Nor am I putting down social networking in general; I can’t imagine not being able to communicate with the people I've only met because of these sites. I just think we use these sites in such weird ways and for such weird reasons sometimes.
Mainly I'm just really tired of feeling like I have to scream to be heard 24/7 when that's not actually a thing I believe is necessary or healthy, even. And I'm tired of the treatment of people, subconsciously and otherwise, as means to the end of getting attention when people should be ends in themselves. I think it's just good to keep reminding ourselves that other people both online and in person are just as intricate as we are, just as in need of love and acceptance as we are. And whatnot.
Basically PICS ARE GREAT BUT NOT TAKING PICS IS OK TOO YOU'RE STILL A HUMAN BEING HAPPY GODDAMN TUESDAY.
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Cotton started to get an infection in his eye yesterday! I medicated his eye and it's getting better and opening up now.
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Abused, Abandoned Jungle Dogs.
Mama messes with Rocky constantly.
She loves to keep him from making it
all the way to me, where he loves to
crash into my chest with his hard head.
At about the same time Mama crashes
into my side poking her head under my
arm then into Rocky's face.
This is cool for about 15-20 seconds then
both of them are racing circles around me
in an effort to regain the dominate position
under one or both of my arms.
Now this is where it gets real tricky cuz by
now one or more of the other hooligans has
made their way up onto The Dog Palace roof
and is also jockeying for a position ON my body ..;-)
They all grope, grab, lick, leap, bark, yelp and yodel.
Pumpkin and Tinker Bell are always trying to climb up
on top of my head while sticking their long wet tongues
into either ear while climbing.
At the same time Rocky insists on shaking my hand while
Mama has decided to keep both the girls off my head .......
I tell ya, I get no respect, no respect at all .... ;-)~
So far the plan for picking up Rocky tomorrow is on, but !
There has been a small change in that plan, only small.
Yesterday I ended up back in the doctors clinic being
medicated. No# 1 wife rushed home and is here right now.
She's not letting me go out to play but she also knows how
important getting Rocky to the vet for his scheduled medications
is. Today it's back to the doctors clinic with no# 1 wife going with. Anyway no big deal this is just a minor speed bump in life.
On a serious side, I have a note from my doctor and here it is .........
"My Doctor says that I have a mal-formned public duty gland
and a natural deficiency in moral fiber and that I am there for excused from saving the entire universe". Now that's a relief .
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See what happens when I just sit, it gets weird !
Now with that being said I will slowly bow out..;-)
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
This morning our ride couldn't make it so
today was cancelled .
But, at noon o'clock the ride did show up
so off we went to The Dog Palace.
Upon our arrival Mama went nuts seeing
that no# 1 was with me.What she didn't
know was that no# 1 came along to help me
give Mama a bath. She was brushed, combed,
medicated, inspected for any and all bugs plus
bath time. 4 hands were busy rubbing an scrubbing.
Now for the photo......................................................................
After Mamas bath the inspection started all over again.
I sat in the doorway to the bingo room and took maybe
5 or 6 frames of No# 1 and Mama.
Didn't take any more photos as it was way to hot up on
the roof ! In fact it was getting way to hot everywhere.
Stopped by the nuns on the way out and did the monthly
medication for all the dogs except Legs. Couldn't find her.
No Big Deal, she was most likely sleeping in the shade so
next time out I'll take care of her. Remember, I take notes
and know who got what when ... ;-)
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Like anywhere else, we have lots of acronyms we use at work. One of them is ADM. It stands for Automatic Defense Mechanism - which decoded means CAUTION - WILL ATTACK! This is most useful information to have before interacting with a cat (or any other animal that comes to the vet). We make alerts in patients' files such as "vaccine reactions - pre medicate", "diabetic", "deaf", "Owner can't give pills", "turns quickly - examine first, then talk", "diarrhea on Clavamox", "no jug sticks", "name pronounced...", "refer to the cat as a female - daughter thinks he's (the cat) a girl", "don't put client in room 2 - her other cat was euthanized there" and "ADM". We all appreciate being made aware that a cat may lash out but every once in a while it's better not to know. Hudson is a case in point. His patient file, and his cage cards when he's boarding, say he is ADM. I somehow neglected to see the ADM warning the first time I met him several years ago and so approached him as if all was normal. His owner looked away and the vet held her breath when I reached down to lift Hudson out of his carrier. Nothing happened and Hudson and I have been great buddies ever since. He comes in to board fairly frequently and I think we both look forward to the visits... well, at least I do!
I probably shouldn't tell you about the ADM-C code. Oh well... now that I've gone this far I'll just tell you that C stands for Client. :)
BTW, since Hudson always looks so serious, I tried to lighten the mood for this picture by putting lots of toys in his cage. I'm not sure he appreciates the humor.
Doodle time! Hong Kong Pharmacy Cat. It’s quite a common sight to see a cat or two guarding a traditional Hong Kong pharmacy which sells both oriental and western medicine and daily necessities. Besides inking and colouring the cat, it’s fun to look for references of some of the most popular and yet unusual medicated ointments and oil available in the market.
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Hello, everybody!
For those of you who don't know us, let me introduce myself and the star of my project: my little prince Arthur.
In advance, this is going to be quite a post because I will explain what happened to him in the last four months.
My name is Lorena and I'll be turning 23 at the end of January. I am a Veterinary Medicine student and in March I'll be starting my fourth semester of college. We live in Recife, Pernambuco, Brazil.
Arthur is (was - I'll explain that at the end of this post) a six years old English Cocker Spaniel, adopted on Nov 7th, 2010.
His favorites things in the world, you may ask? He likes to sleep, to go out for a long walk, here we put sleep again, he truly enjoys swim in the ocean and roll in the sand after, but hates bathtime, sleep one more time and naps. I believe he spends 20 hours a day between heavy sleeps and little naps. Really.
When we get home from a walk, at the door I have to give him his leash so he can carry it back to our room and take care of it, as well as my shoes and his girlfriend, Lilica, a green, long and stuffed frog that doesn't look like a frog at all. He is very jealous of his "toys". Speeking of toys, he doesn't like any.
He is a very sweet dog with adults, but let's just say that he doesn't have the patience to deal with kids and other animals.
He likes to smile at pictures and I believe he enjoys the photoshoots sometimes.
I really hope we can make you smile once or twice... We're looking foward to know you guys more and see amazing pictures of your dogs too!
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And now, let me walk you through Arthur's health problems and everything that's happened in the last four months. I'll skip a lot of details, otherwise I would spend the rest of the month writing...
Since September I realized he was quieter - as I said before, he really likes to sleep, only this time was different, he was isolating not to sleep, but as if he didn't want company. Wasn't as happy as he used to be when I came home, didn't wanted to go for a walk as he used to... and this was starting to worry me. In late September he started having fever and diarrhea. It was treated and a week later he was okay. Playing, walking, everything as it was before without symptoms.
On October 30th, out of nowhere, I woke up to see him vomiting, defecating and urinating blood. Of course the professional side went into space and despair overwhelmed me. I took him to the nearest veterinary while I could not talk to Diego (in a moment) and she just looked at him and said he was with Distemper. The test came back negative. She didn't even put him on a drip (is that how you say it? Saline solution maybe?)
[Before I can continue, I must make it clear that for five years he's with me, I haven't found a competent veterinary to take care of Arthur. All we passed - over 15 - missed ugly in small things, and I changed 'cause I was afraid that they missed bigger things. So I always thought I'd found myself handcuffed, without having a veterinarian of my trust to take him if he needed one day.
But the best friend college could ever give me was Diego, who since the beginning became my best friend.
Fortunately he has experience in the area for over a dozen years, with the pet shop and the dog kennel. He's not yet veterinarian, however, we went to intership together and I could see him working. He is the person / professional that I trust the most and I always said to him that I would deliver Arthur in his hands with my eyes closed, if needed. And that's what I did.]
When we got to Diego's Arthur was medicated and we managed to control the bleeding, which was our biggest fear at the moment. We did a quick test and confirm that he was ehrlichia (one of the diseases transmitted by ticks), even with the medications on time.
As the pet shop is under his house and even though it isn't a clinic there he had everything that Arthur could possible need, so we "hospitalized" him there and I was also staying, because no on could make me stay away from Arthur.
We spent seven days there, until Arthur was out of risk.
At that time, his blood tests showed that platelets, which at normal levels must be above 200,000, were at levels lower than 20,000, due to ehrlichia.
The entire length of the chest and his belly (everything, from the top to the bottom) were black (and here I use the word black in the purest sense, because it was really all black) due to bleeding. We started the standard treatment for ehrlichia and many vitamins and medications to the liver, which was changed. On the fourth day he began to improve and on the seventh returned home because he was "well". Blood tests were also improving.
On November 7, his birthday, we were at home. He was weak, but had gone back to eating and walking and was apparently recovering.
Two days after his birthday I began to realize that when I called him, he looked at the other side, walked hitting the walls (he was always very clumsy and often bump into things, but not like he was doing at that time). On the night of nov 11th he fell on the floor and could not get up. I spent the whole night of the 12th next to Arthur. He could not move, did not even look at me when called. His breathing only got more and more difficult as the time passed.
I'll tell you something: I only saw two dogs pass away (I don't think I'll ever get used to it), but from what I was seeing, I was pretty sure I was going to lose him. Thanks God I was wrong. When morning came, we went back to Diego's house, for 22 more days of hospitalization.
This time he was almost in a vegetative state. Blood tests showed that his liver rates were seven times higher than the maximum allowed, and other changes in the kidney and part of the blood count.
Then started our dilemma: if we continued with the treatment of ehrlichia, we would damage the liver even more (even continuing with the medications that we were already giving) and if we stopped with the treatment, ehrlichia could return much worse.
But we decided to stop.
In the first six days treating just the liver he was getting better in tests, but not in the physical. I could put him up to his feet and with great difficulty he walked to pee and poo (but I had to hold him or he would fall) and kept going in circles without any balance. He couldn't see or even bark or make any noise.
In the meantime we did not know what else to do and took him to five doctors who just couldn't find out what (else) he had. They suspected for leptospirosis, liver cancer, Wilson's disease, a change in the bone marrow, heart disease... There were so many suspicions, I can't even remember them all. After several exams we discard all but the liver cancer and bone marrow (which explained all the symptoms). We should do liver biopsy and marrow puncture but in no way he could handle the anesthesia, and when we needed another option.
For other blood test we eliminated any problem with the marrow and the ultrasound eliminated liver cancer, fortunately, and we went back to square one.
Well, sort of.
We found out that his liver (as we suspected from the beginning) and spleen were enlarged and had an injury to the kidney.
And we spent a few more days without knowing exactly what to do since we still didn't know what he had.
Several doctors started to talk to me about euthanasia because we weren't healing him, only keeping him stable. But I couldn't even think about it. I wouldn't. Especially not knowing what was wrong, not knowing if we could save him, if he even had a chance.
On November 19th I took him to a doctor who I had heard wonders about, but whose clinic has no good reputation at all. Only I had no options, so I took to him anyway.
He asked for some tests and I said I had done all he could think of and showed the results. At the end he reminded me of Dr. House. Hahahaha
After much analysis, we were excluding possible diseases and we were left with only one alternative: a stroke. And then all the pieces began to come together. Absolutely everything was explained.
Was I happy to finally find out what was wrong? Very.
Was I calmer? Not even a little bit.
The only possibility was the drug treatment, because we do not have this type of surgery here. Well, somewhere in Brazil must, but I imagine I can't afford it, so I threw all my hopes on corticosteroids.
The doctor gave a maximum of ten days to see an outcome, at least one reaction, otherwise his chances would just get smaller and could not continue the medicine for a long time.
Arthur was just skin and bone. Really. He usually weighs almost 14 - 14,200kg and reached weighing 8,980kg.
On the fourth day already I started to get nervous, because he was exactly the same and fear only increased. In the sixth, he woke me up trying to bark. In the following days, the improvements were appearing. He could sit. Stand. He walked stagger, but walked...
December 2nd we came back home.
"Thank God, it's over", you must be thinking. I thought so too, but no.
Three days later he started walking with his head lying totally to the right side. I thought "passing sequel to the CVA, the doctor had warned me. It will pass." But he started to have trouble standing and then could no longer stand or walk, only sit, with great difficult.
We took him to the doctor again and he did not know the cause. It was unlikely that the old stroke had left those consequences, especially after that time. We began to think of a new stroke but discarded after other procedure, thank God again.
He felt his legs, but he did not have strenght on them.
Then we decided to try acupuncture.
After the first session, he managed to stand for a few moments only.
Between the first and second, he had lost control of faeces and two days later, of urine. That's why in one of the photos I posted in my gallery last week from around Christmas he is using diaper.
He is not totally back to normal, but now, most of the time, he warns me that he wants to urinate. That's something, right?
Gradually we will get there... So I hope.
At home, as you can see in the picture, I leave him just on the toilet mat, because the diaper heats up a lot and he gets nervous. We are in the summer here and it's really, really, REALLY hot, so I'd rather leave him more fresh. Also if I put him on the floor for long he starts to cry. He only wants to stay on my bed... And I let him OF COURSE.
Before the end of the year a few pustules appeared on his belly and I ended up finding one in his back, but with difficulty because he has a lot of fur. That's why we will have to shear it all. :(
Anyway, like I said, we are in the summer and his fur is falling more than usual (which is already A LOT), even taking vitamins, so it'll be good for him because he won't feel so hot and good for me because it will be easier to view any skin disorder, and also facilitate cleaning.
I'm taking him tomorrow, so next weeks photo will be with a naked Arthur hahaha
First day of January he was able to stand alone and took four steps all by himself. Yay! High hopes for 2016!
So for now, that's it. He continues in acupuncture and is recovering. Slowly but it is.
Now we just wait for him to continue getting better every day and don't lose faith.
Oh, I almost forgot. I swear I stop writing soon.
As I explained earlier, Arthur was adopted five years ago, when the vet who took care of him at the time said he had no more than one year of age, which brings him to six years, right?
Wrong.
During these various tests, we were seeing some different characteristics that a dog should have at six years, considered young. In this, the opinion of doctors was unanimous: Arthur has between 8 and 9 years, so we left him at 9. Which explains why he stayed all gray so quickly, the difficulty of recovery that, in a relatively new dog as he "was" should be much faster, also explains a slight curvature of the spine, etc...
That being said on November 7, 2016, Arthur will celebrate 10 years and not 7 as planned. Hahahahaha
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Phew! Now it's over!
I apologize for the super long text, but I wanted to explain everything to you because it is easier to understand the next chapters of this story.
He is sleeping a lot (what's new?) and as he cannot leave the house, because we had to delay the vaccines due to illness and can not renew yet, the next pictures will always be inside the house.
I appreciate the patience of those who have read this far!
I hope you have had a fantastic Crhistmas and great NYE and hope that 2016 will be magical for all of us!
A big hug and see you next week!
Xx,
Lorena and Arthur.
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Desde setembro eu percebi que ele estava mais quieto, mais no canto dele (como comentei antes, ele realmente gosta muito de dormir, mas ele estava se isolando não para dormir, mas como se fosse para ficar sozinho mesmo), não fazia mais tanta festa quando eu chegava em casa, não tinha tanta vontade de sair para passear como ele costumava ter... E isso foi começando a me preocupar. No fim de setembro ele começou a ter febre e diarreia. Foi medicado e uma semana depois, ficou normal. Brincava, passeava, tudo como era antes, sem sintomas. No dia 30 de outubro, do nada, acordei para vê-lo vomitando, defecando e urinando sangue. Claro que o lado profissional foi para o espaço e o desespero tomou conta de mim. Levei ele para a veterinária mais próxima da minha casa, enquanto não conseguia falar com Diego e ela fez um teste para Cinomose e mais nada. Não receitou nem soro.
- Antes de continuar, preciso deixar claro que em cinco anos que ele está comigo, não encontrei um veterinário competente o suficiente para cuidar de Arthur. Todos pelos quais passamos - mais de 15 - erravam feio em coisas pequenas, e eu mudava com medo de que errassem nas grandes, caso precisasse um dia. Então, nessa hora, me vi de mãos atadas, sem ter um veterinário para quem levá-lo. Meu melhor amigo, Diego, tem experiência na área há mais de doze anos, mas não é veterinário ainda, porém, é a pessoa/profissional que mais confio e sempre disse que entregaria Arthur nas mãos dele de olhos fechados, se precisasse. E foi o que fiz. -
Corri para a casa de Diego e deixei que ele assumisse. Arthur foi medicado e conseguimos controlar a hemorragia, que era nosso maior medo. Fizemos um teste rápido e confirmamos que ele estava com Erliquia (uma das doenças transmitidas pelo carrapato), mesmo estando com as medicações em dia.
Como o pet shop é embaixo da casa dele e lá ele tinha tudo que Arthur poderia precisar, internamos ele lá e eu fiquei também, hospedada, porque não tinha quem me fizesse sair de perto de Arthur.
Passamos sete dias lá, até Arthur sair de risco.
Nesse tempo, os exames de sangue dele mostraram que as plaquetas, que em níveis normais têm que estar acima de 200.000, estavam em níveis menores que 20.000, devido à Erliquia.
Toda a extensão do tórax e barriga dele (tudo mesmo, do começo ao fim) ficaram pretos (e aqui, uso a palavra preto no mais puro sentido, porque ficou realmente tudo preto), devido à hemorragia. Começamos o tratamento padrão da Erliquia e muitas vitaminas e medicações para o fígado, que estava alterado. No quarto dia ele começou a melhorar e no sétimo voltamos para casa, porque ele já estava "bem". Os exames de sangue estavam melhorando também.
No dia 7 de novembro, aniversário dele, estávamos em casa.
Ele estava muito molinho, mas aparentemente se recuperando. Estava fraco, mas tinha voltado a comer e a andar.
Dois dias depois do aniversário dele comecei a perceber que quando eu o chamava, ele olhava para o outro lado, andava batendo pelas paredes (ele sempre foi muito desastrado e costumava bater nas coisas, mas não como estava fazendo nesse dia). No começo da noite do dia 11 ele caiu no chão e não conseguiu levantar. Passei a madrugada do dia dia 12 ao lado de Arthur. Ele não conseguia se mexer, nem sequer olhava pra mim quando o chamava. Estava ofegante e só contraia a barriga e chorava.
Vou contar uma coisa a vocês: só vi dois cães morrerem, mas, pelo que eu estava vendo, tinha certeza que Arthur ia morrer. Graças a Deus, eu estava errada. Quando amanheceu, voltamos para a casa de Diego, para mais 22 dias de internação.
Dessa vez, ele só respirava sozinho. Mais nada. Os exames de sangue mostraram que as taxas do fígado dele estavam sete vezes mais altas que o máximo permitido, além de outras alterações no rim e na parte do hemograma.
Ai começou nosso dilema: se continuássemos com o tratamento da erliquia, prejudicaríamos o fígado ainda mais (mesmo continuando com as medicações que já estávamos dando) e se parássemos com o tratamento, a Erliquia poderia voltar muito pior.
Mas decidimos parar. Nos seis primeiros dias tratando só do fígado e ele estava melhorando nos exames, mas não no físico. Conseguia colocá-lo de pé e com muita dificuldade ele andava para fazer xixi e cocô (mas eu precisava segurar, senão ele caia) e ficava andando em círculos, sem equilíbrio algum. Não enxergava nada.
Não latia nem chorava. Nesse meio tempo não sabíamos mais o que fazer e levamos ele para cinco médicos que não conseguiram descobrir o que ele tinha. Entre suspeitas e exames para leptospirose, neoplasia de fígado, doença de Wilson, alguma alteração na medula, doenças cardíacas... Foram tantas suspeitas, que nem consigo lembrar de todas. Descartamos todas, com exceção das suspeitas de fígado e medula (que explicavam todos os sintomas). Íamos fazer biópsia e punção, mas de forma alguma ele aguentaria a anestesia, então desistimos. Pela ultrassom conseguimos descartar a neoplasia do fígado, felizmente, e voltamos a estaca zero. Bom, mais ou menos. Também descobrimos que ele estava com o fígado e o baço aumentados e tinha uma lesão no rim.
E passamos mais alguns dias sem saber o que fazer exatamente por não saber o que ele tinha.
No dia 19 de novembro levei ele para um médico que já tinha ouvido falar maravilhas sobre ele, mas cuja clínica não tem boa reputação. Só que eu não tinha mais opções, então levei para ele.
Ele pediu alguns exames e eu disse que já tinha feito tudo que ele pudesse imaginar e mostrei os resultados. Ele me lembrou Dr. House. Hahahaha
Depois de muita análise, fomos excluindo as possíveis doenças e ficamos com uma única alternativa: um derrame. E ai todas as peças começaram a se juntar. Absolutamente tudo foi explicado.
Fiquei feliz em saber? Muito.
Fiquei mais calma? Nem um pouco.
A única possibilidade era o tratamento medicamentoso, pois não dispomos desse tipo de cirurgia aqui. Bom, em algum lugar do Brasil deve ter, mas eu não tenho condições financeiras para isso, então joguei todas as minhas esperanças no Corticóide. O médico deu no máximo dez dias para ver um resultado, pelo menos uma reação, caso contrário, não teria jeito e não poderia continuar com o remédio por muito tempo. Arthur ficou só pele e osso. Ele normalmente pesa quase 14kg e chegou a pesar 8,980kg.
No quarto dia já comecei a ficar nervosa, porque ele estava exatamente do mesmo jeito e o medo só aumentava. No quinto, acordei com ele tentando latir. Nos dias seguintes, as melhoras foram aparecendo. Ele conseguiu sentar. Conseguiu levantar. Andava cambaleando, mas andava...
Dia 2 de dezembro voltamos pra casa.
Graças a Deus, acabou, você deve estar pensando. Foi o que pensei também, mas não.
Três dias depois ele começou a andar com a cabeça totalmente deitada para o lado direito. Pensei "Sequela passageira do avc, o médico tinha me avisado. Vai passar." Mas dai ele começou a ter dificuldades para levantar e depois não conseguia mais ficar de pé ou andar.
Levamos para o médico de novo e ele não sabia a causa. Não era provável que o derrame antigo tivesse deixado aquelas sequelas, não depois daquele tempo. Começamos a pensar em um novo derrame, mas descartamos depois do exame.
Ele sentia as pernas, mas não tinha força nelas. Ai decidimos tentar acupuntura.
Depois da primeira sessão, ele conseguiu ficar de pé por alguns instantes apenas.
Entre a primeira e a segunda, ele perdeu o controle das fezes e dois dias depois, o da urina. Por isso que em uma das fotos que postei na minha galeria há quase duas semanas ele está usando fralda.
Ainda não conseguimos fazê-lo voltar ao normal totalmente, mas agora, na maioria das vezes, ele avisa que quer urinar.
Aos poucos, vamos chegar lá.
Em casa, como vocês podem ver na foto, deixo ele apenas no tapete higiênico, porque a fralda esquenta muito e ele fica nervoso. Estamos no verão aqui e é realmente muito, muito, muito quente, então prefiro deixar ele mais fresquinho.
Antes do fim do ano apareceram algumas pústulas na barriga dele e acabei encontrando outra nas costas, mas com dificuldade porque ele tem muito pelo, então teremos que tosar ele todo. :(
De qualquer forma, como eu disse, estamos no verão e o pelo dele está caindo mais que o normal, mesmo tomando vitaminas, então vai ser bom pra ele porque não vai ficar com tanto calor e bom pra mim porque será mais fácil de visualizar qualquer problema na pele, além de facilitar a limpeza também.
Dia primeiro de janeiro ele conseguiu ficar em pé sozinho e deu três passos. Yay!
Então, por enquanto, é isso. Ele continua na acupuntura e está se recuperando. Lentamente, mas está.
Agora é só esperar que ele continue melhorando mais a cada dia e não perder a fé.
Ah, já ia esquecendo. Juro que paro de escrever daqui a pouco.
Como expliquei no começo, adotei Arthur há cinco anos, quando a veterinária que cuidou dele na época disse que ele tinha no máximo um ano de idade, o que traz ele pra seis anos, certo? Errado. Durante esses vários exames, fomos vendo algumas características diferentes, digamos assim, de um cão que deveria ter seis anos, considerado jovem. Nisso, a opinião dos médicos foi unânime: Arthur tem entre 8 e 9 anos, então deixamos em 9 mesmo. O que explica o porquê de ele ter ficado todo grisalho tão rápido, a dificuldade da recuperação que, em um cão relativamente novo como ele "era", deveria ser bem mais rápida, explica também uma ligeira curvatura na coluna, etc...
Sendo assim, dia 7 de novembro de 2016, Arthur comemorará 10 anos e não 7, como estava previsto. Hahaha
Ufa! Agora acabou!
Peço desculpas pelo super texto, mas queria explicar tudo pra vocês, porque fica mais fácil para entender os próximos capítulos dessa história.
Ele está dormindo bastante (novidade!) e, como não pode sair, pois precisamos atrasar as vacinas dele devido à doença e não podemos renovar ainda, as próximas fotos serão sempre internas.
Agradeço a paciência de quem leu até aqui!
Espero que vocês tenham tido um ótimo natal e ano novo e desejo que 2016 seja mágico para todos nós!
Um grande abraço e até semana que vem!
Lorena e Arthur.
My 54th "Squirrel Run" of the year at the University of Michigan since our work from home started to combat COVID-19. Pictures on Friday December 11th, a lovely day in Ann Arbor, well, from a weather perspective. Saw a number of squirrels have mange on the Diag, and I hooked them up with medicated pecans. The campus was mostly empty and the squirrels are getting ready for winter. Sending love and virtual hugs from Ann Arbor, Michigan.
Kiev 88. 645 back. I'm guessing this was the 60mm, but honestly have no idea. Ektachrome 100Plus, exposure unrecorded. I'm not convinced everything was cooler in the 90s - I was a wrongly medicated schizophremic, for one thing, and I also had an ugly relationship with home made laudenum for some of those years, too.
Scanning: Epson V600.
Maybe it's my imagination, but it seems like scans from slides come out nicer. What do you think? Ektachrome 100 is coming back (or is already back). Processing is roughly double what it costs for C41, though, and involves the US Mail, so time consuming and potentially fraught. I'm tempted to shoot some 35mm rolls.
What holds me back? Fear that I'll censor myself; this stuff won't be cheap, and the temptation to only take "safe" pictures will be strong. A related fear is that because one invests so much in taking, processing, and scanning them, one's critical facilities might be biased into over-valuing them I know there are a lot of people who think analog is The Bomb (me among them, sometimes), but those people are wrong. Or at least we're only seeing half the argument :-)
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Darla has had a rough week with her back pain and for some unknown reason, she's been very itchy (which is hard on her since scratching is painful with her bad back) Gave her a medicated bath, which has helped and even her back seems better today. But now its raining, so there's not much to do but laze around on the front porch and nap.
CARE GUIDE FOR CORGI PUPPY
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1. FEEDING & FRESH WATER:
Please make sure you have plenty of water and food supply around for your puppy. To refill the food simple touch the bowl for a
menu and select "REFILL WATER" or "REFILL KIBBLE".
You can also call out to all pets and make them eat by selecting "CALL TO EAT" and "CALL TO DRINK".
Q: DO I NEED TO BUY FOOD?
A: No you do not have to. Simple refill the bowl.
2. INTERACTING WITH PUPPY:
You can touch your pet for a menu that pops up or you can play tag with your whistle!
Wear your pet and travel around with it and it will play walking and standing animations. Wearing your pet DOES not affect its health.
Also if you're roaming in a rezzable land, you can make ur pet follow you around by selecing "follow" from the menu, Select it again
to turn it off or you can tell your pet to stay.
3. GIVING TREATS:
LIVERNUGGETS: Only for training use! Drop a liver treat into you pet's main prim after it has successfully done a trick! This will
increase your pet's training level faster than just commanding it to do things.
DENTAL CHEW: It's good to clean your puppy's teeth once in a while! Give after selecting "GIVE BONE" in your pet's Menu!
OTHERS: It's dangerous to give other things to your pet as this will mess up their digestion system. Your pet may get either sick
or stops functioning all together! So please make sure to give the right things to your pet!
4. NEEDS:
Besides Hunger and thirst, your pet has needs to go to the toilet! First it will look for newspaper.. When your newspaper is full, they
will start pooping and peeing around. Having poo and pee around will damage your pet's health. So make sure your pet's surrounding
is kept clean and tidy!
Q.HOW DO I REMOVE THE POO AND PEE?
A: Touch the poo and pee to delete them.
5. WHAT TO DO WHEN PUPPY IS SICK:
When your pet is hungry or thirsty for long periods of time, it will start to afect their health too! When they get sick, they will not
teleport or move to you. Instead they will reply you with "I'm sick". You can locate your sick pets by pressing on their name that pops up
in local chat.This will give you the exact location of your puppy.
You can get medicine from our mainstore that you place near your pet. touch your pet to bring up a menu, choose "MEDICATE" and touch
your heal potion. THis should revive ur pet to 100% health.;
Q: CAN MY PET DIE?
A: Yes it can. WHen left sick for prolonged periods of time. It will eventually pass on leaving a sad stone tomb as memory.
6. TRAINING:
Your puppy can do all sorts of tricks! Depending on its training level you can make them perform tricks like "sit", "stand" etc..
If your puppy's training is successful, drop him a liver treat to boost his train level even faster!. Train points are not given for
failed tricks.
7. WHISTLE :
Your pet comes with 2 whistle. One to be worn on the mouth and one on the HUD.
MOUTH WHISTLE: Type "COME" on local chat to activate your whistle.
HUD WHISTLE: You can either choose "COME" or "TELEPORT" with the HUD whistle. Teleport will cause your pet to come to you
in an instant, whereas "COME" , your pet will slowly walk towards you.
CAUTION:: Pets will respond to all whistles even if they're not owned by you. They take some time to respond when they
are performing other task. PETS WILL NOT RESPOND WHEN SLEEPING.
8. DOs AND DON'Ts:
^ DO keep your pet in an enclosed space so that it doesnt roam too far away. Also remember to "SETHOME" when you move it elsewhere.
^ DO NOT leave your pet out for too long without care. They will either starve or get surrounded with too much poop and pee that
it WILL make them sick. If you're intending to be gone for a long time. Please put your pet in your inventory.
^ DO NOT keep too many puppies at one time as it will LAG the place!!!
^ DO NOT Rez your pet on a mesh item. Rez it on a prim or ground to prevent inventory loss.
9. PET GENDER: Your puppy's gender is determined randomly when it is born. You can't change it.
10: BREEDING: THIS IS NOT A BREEDABLE!
11. GROWTH: Your puppies will grow! Depending on it's age!
11.UPDATES: If you see an "UPDATE" option its for future use when we have updates for your puppy. For now it simply puts ur pet to sleep for a few minutes... You will get free updates as long as your pet is alive.
12. RESET SCRIPTS: If you find that your pet is acting Wierdly. Select "reset scripts" from your settings menu to fix this. For position fix simply click teleport on your whistle it should fix rotation.
------------NEW BUG FIX------------------(V1.1: 19 JAN 2004)
* No more running through walls if walls or OUT of walls. Does not work if it's hollowed prim box. It has to be SOLID prim.
*Does not drag avatar into midair when worn. Stops moving when attached.
*New set range option (2,5,20,30)M away from home position.
*Auto fixes itself when falling over.
*Training feature does not give error and deletes correct items.
*Updater scripts has correct perms and does not affect inventory.
*Registration works data stored in database successfully at birth.
*Perms are now no mod no copy, TRANSER OK.
*Water and food bowl updates itself when refilled. Food decreases at slower rate.
*Removed detach feature since it causes puppy to get lost in inventory.
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As I stood and lined up my shot of the N&W 611 at Strasburg, in stumbles Mister Magoo with his cell phone. It is unfortunately now normal in today's environment with the lack of self-awareness and respect for others so I now take things like this in stride.
In my youth, a teachable lesson about photo line etiquette and situational awareness mixed with profanities and threats of physical violence would have been my reaction.
But now that I'm older, heavily medicated and apathetic, it is no longer an issue. Plus, it's not like I don't already have hundreds of clean well-lit shots of this thing.
Sometimes you just gotta let the foamers foam. At least he was holding the phone the correct way.
Love is it's own protection. Thank You for all the comfort and safety, protection and care you show me . It does not go unnoticed <3
I've been super busy today, it's hot and humid and I have a headache. So this is as good as it gets for today.
The 12th August is the start of the four month Grouse Shooting season. The grouse shooting industry refer to this as the Glorious 12th but many who care about the environment call it the Inglorious 12th. This is because the business model for an intensive, driven grouse moor necessitates the removal of potential grouse predators as they may affect the numbers of grouse that can be shot. But many highly protected predators, in particular birds of prey are also killed. Hen Harriers rarely survive to breed on driven grouse moor, and when they do it is with 24 hour protection. But even with 24/7 protection the male bird often disappears while he is away collecting food for his chicks. Many young Hen Harriers are satellite tagged, but tags frequently suddenly stop functioning when a young harrier ventures onto a grouse moor. When tags were placed on Montagu's Harriers in the Netherlands (where they don't have grouse shooting) they have about a 6% failure rate (and the tags usually showed signs of malfunction before failing completely), but the "failure" rate is a staggering 78.7% for British tagged Hen Harriers. A paper was published in Nature this year entitled "Patterns of satellite tagged hen harrier disappearances suggest widespread illegal killing on British grouse moors". This paper concluded "Using data from 58 satellite tracked hen harriers, we show high rates of unexpected tag failure and low first year survival compared to other harrier populations. The likelihood of harriers dying or disappearing increased as their use of grouse moors increased." The only logical explantion is that these birds are being shot and the tags destroyed.
But the illegal killing of birds of prey isn't the only problem with driven grouse shooting. Burning of heather is highly destructive to the habitat and most of its inhabitants (not Grouse, who need short patches). It is also polluting and damages the climate (moorland peat is also a fossil fuel releasing carbon trapped for thousands of years). The shooting industry claim that controlled burning is needed to reduce the fuel load but most wild fires are controlled burns that got out of hand. Burns are exacerbated by drainage of the moors whereas proper wet blanket bog is resistant to fire damage. Farmers were banned from stubble burning decades ago yet the grouse shooting industry gets away with it still. In addition the killing of "legitimate" predators (foxes, weasels, stoats, crows) leads to abnormally high numbers of grouse, which are then susceptible to parasites and disease, so grouse need to be medicated, using grit coated with a powerful invertebrate-killing chemical called flubendazole. If you visit a driven grouse moor you will see among the scruffy chessboard of burns, hundreds of white marker posts for medicated grit stations. The grouse shooting industry is unregulated and is damaging the countryside and the climate.
Chris Packham has just (13 Aug 2019) launched a Government petition to ban driven grouse shooting. I have signed it.
Love these flowers!!!!
Family: Malvaceae (mal-VAY-see-ee) (Info)
Genus: Hibiscus (hi-BIS-kus) (Info)
Species: rosa-sinensis (RO-sa-sy-NEN-sis) (Info)
Cultivar: Silver Memories
Bloom Color: Ernie's is a White/Cream/Violet
Bloom Time: Blooms repeatedly
Foliage: Evergreen; Smooth-Textured
Hibiscus is a genus of flowering plants in the mallow family, Malvaceae. It is quite large, containing several hundred species that are native to warm-temperate, subtropical and tropical regions throughout the world. Member species are often noted for their showy flowers and are commonly known simply as hibiscus, or less widely known as rose mallow. The genus includes both annual and perennial herbaceous plants, as well as woody shrubs and small trees.
Hibiscus species represent nations: Hibiscus syriacus is the national flower of South Korea, and Hibiscus rosa-sinensis is the national flower of Malaysia. The hibiscus is the national flower of the Republic of Haiti. The red hibiscus is the flower of the Hindu goddess Kali, and appears frequently in depictions of her in the art of Bengal, India, often with the goddess and the flower merging in form. The hibiscus is used as an offering to goddess Kali and Lord Ganesha in Hindu worship.
Hibiscus rosa-sinensis is considered to have a number of medical uses in Chinese herbology.
In the Philippines, the gumamela (local name for hibiscus) is used by children as part of a bubble-making pastime. The flowers and leaves are crushed until the sticky juices come out. Hollow papaya stalks are then dipped into this and used as straws for blowing bubbles.
The red hibiscus flower is traditionally worn by Tahitian women. A single flower, tucked behind the ear, is used to indicate the wearer's availability for marriage.
Nigerian author Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie named her first novel Purple Hibiscus after the delicate flower.
The bark of the hibiscus contains strong bast fibres that can be obtained by letting the stripped bark set in the sea to let the organic material rot away. In Polynesia, these fibers are used for making grass skirts. They have also been known to be used to make wigs.
The tea is popular as a natural diuretic; it contains vitamin C and minerals, and is used traditionally as a mild medicine.
Dieters or people with kidney problems often take it without adding sugar for its beneficial properties and as a natural diuretic.
Hibiscus rosa-sinensis has a number of medical uses in Chinese herbology. Lokapure s.g.et.al their research indicates some potential in cosmetic skin care; for example, an extract from the flowers of Hibiscus rosa- sinensis has been shown to function as an anti-solar agent by absorbing ultraviolet radiation.
In the Indian traditional system of medicine, Ayurveda, hibiscus, especially white hibiscus and red hibiscus (Hibiscus rosa-sinensis), is considered to have medicinal properties. The roots are used to make various concoctions believed to cure ailments such as cough, hair loss or hair greying. As a hair treatment, the flowers are boiled in oil along with other spices to make a medicated hair oil. The leaves and flowers are ground into a fine paste with a little water, and the resulting lathery paste is used as a shampoo plus conditioner. (Source: Wikipedia)
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I named this beautiful kit," Bright Eyes" because he suffered from mange so badly at one point his eyes were completely sealed shut. I was able to medicate him and cure him. I was so happy when he was able to open his beautiful bright eyes again. His is living proof that we humans can help out animals in need.
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Abused, Abandoned, Jungle Dogs.
Left early, arrived at The Dog Palace just after 4AM.
Fed Mama while airing out the bingo room. Turned
on the miniature radio and the old one speed fan...
Light won't arrive for a couple more hours so I laid
down an nodded off while listening to Bob Marley.
Half an hour later Mama's poking my hand, she wants
to go out, no big deal, I let her out then nodded off again.
As daybreak made it's presents known one eye opened
and witnessed a small gathering of quadrupeds just on the
other-side of the screen door. Mama, Rocky and Legs were
all lined up like bowling pins patiently waiting for me to get up
and come out and play, which I did ...... ;-)
Lots of aggressive primates taking pot shots at us while coming
and going to the roof. IMO: They figured in my absence they could take over with ease. What they didn't figure on was my return. Now I'm Back and Mama is ready to do battle ! ............. ;-)
Delivered a 10 kilo bag of dog kibble to the nuns along with special medicine for Little Pumpkin.
All monkey temple dogs were given their monthly medications.........
No# 1 wife has been home for the last few days taking care of her young monkey boy with no brain for thinking.
Tomorrow she will board a bus and go back out to the border with Cambodia and start work again. Her sister and husband are here now to watch over the young monkey boy.
It was noon when I came putting down the driveway. No# 1 was waiting as was The Worm, Boney Boy and Mr WeeNee.
While dismounting the scooter a dozen questions had already been asked.
"You look tired, there's no color in your face and your lips are dry ?
"Hold on, Hold on" I said, "How can you tell these things when there's still a dust mask covering my face ?"
"Because I'm a Buddhist with special power, plus I'm your wife and I know these things ".
"OK you win, but so far I'm not singing love songs from a shallow grave" . No# 1 stepped back and gave me that all knowing look !
With that I took a long slow bow. The Worm jumped up and licked the top of my head while Boney Boy poked my butt.
Mr WeeNee came charging and crashed into The Worm and Boney Boy. We all took off in different directions laughing like a bunch of school kids at recess time ....... ;-)~~~
If my energy level is up tomorrow a trip to medicate Mr Tri-Pod will take place . If not it will happen the next day or soon after..........
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Your words is what keeps me going .
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Ran onto campus for my 15th "Squirrel Run" at the University of Michigan since our work from home started to combat COVID-19. Today was different from a variety of standpoints. First, it was on Sunday June 21st, 2020 (Father's Day). Second, I had Jeremy and Michael with me (they were great). We also had Runyon, which was less productive. Poor Runyon wanted to play with the squirrels - I am fairly sure about that. I did see two squirrels over a Law Quad that I hooked up with medicated pecans. I almost need some more. At a personal level, the squirrels cheer me up. They always do. Sending love and virtual hugs from Ann Arbor, Michigan.
Taken in Ann Arbor at the University of Michigan on a mild late Winter's day - Monday February 24th, 2020. First day back on campus after my vacation. Happy to see my squirrel friends. I did notice two squirrels between Social Work and Martha Cook who seem to have Conjunctivitis or similar eye malady. I am giving one of them a medicated pecan that will hopefully give them a boost to knock out the parasites. Unfortunately, it will not cure their eye issues - but I will watch them. I have more pecans (picked them up on the way home) and will hook up the one who is worse off. Fingers crossed!
Fox squirrels at the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor on Wednesday January 11th, 2023. It is also the day I make sure I hook up my mange patients with their medicated pecans. Some of them are starting to show some good improvement, and that is nice. Here is wishing you joy, health and peace wherever you are.
This is Michael. We met three years ago today and had a very interesting conversation. The topic was what passes for healthcare in the U.S.A.
Michael enjoyed humane health care for his entire life except for the four years he went to school in New York City. He grew up in Great Britain served by the NHS and married into French health care but when he came to America he learned how bad it can be.
Up until then I didn't know that the U.S. forces students from other nations to purchase health insurance in order to get a student visa. Michale picked the least expensive plan only to find out that when he needed it there was nothing there.
He needed antibiotics but he could not afford a doctor and his plan covered no doctors at all. Eventually his school steered him to a south Bronx storefront that deals in medicating the uninsured but the proprietor suspected he was a cop and sent him packing. His final solution was a page on the internet that explained how to adjust the dosage for tropical fish antibiotics and a trip to a pet store.
I know there are many stories of healthcare in America that makes Michael's seem tame. By now, after many conversations with Europeons about the sham for profit industry in America I know that almost all Europeans know what most Americans don't. But Michael was my first and his story gave me a clearer understanding of what America is all about.
Shouts to Riot, Chase, Freehand & Lifer, cracking day ;)
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Illness is an interesting journey.
I managed to escape COVID so far until late last week, but that's not entirely what this image is about. This is something I've been wanting to portray somehow for a while, and being in quarantine again had me thinking about it.
I got Lyme Disease some years back, defined here by the CDC:
"Lyme disease is caused by the bacterium Borrelia burgdorferi and rarely, Borrelia mayonii. It is transmitted to humans through the bite of infected blacklegged ticks. Typical symptoms include fever, headache, fatigue, and a characteristic skin rash called erythema migrans."
Those symptoms are what can be (but not always) noticeable when the infection first happens, but the possibility for damage and the scope of that damage changes depending on how much time passes between being infected and being treated. Time also complicates the efficacy of treatment, and how much medication may be necessary to kill off the infection. If you're curious about what other symptoms there can be, there's a lot of resources on the interwebs. I'll spare folks that bit here.
The bacteria is still detectable in my system, though no longer considered active or alive, thanks to the treatment I went through. My GP and I estimated though that based on symptoms, I likely had it for between 3 and 5 years before she caught and treated it. It affected many systems in my body, and continues to impact me now.
Getting other illnesses on top of all the other stuff that's going on with my body tends to amplify a lot of that underlying stuff. Thankfully I've had 4 vaccinations, so my experience with COVID has likely been a lot better than it would otherwise have been. Getting the 'rona has definitely flared up a few existing things for me so far though, and because of that stuff, I'm aware of the possibility that I may remain in a flared up state for a while even after I test negative.
One thing I've learned through my chronic illness journey is that it's important to advocate for yourself. You actually kinda have no choice, and there's a lot of work to do, hence my portrayal as both provider and patient.
Heal thy self, right?
Head: Lelutka - Halle
Body: Maitreya - Lara
Skin: MAZE - Frankie skin - Tintable version
Hair: Wasabi Pills - Jen
Cap: Statura - Nurse's Cap (textured by me)
Dress: Apple Blossom - Mera
Stethoscope: [CX] Vicious Vaccine - Stethoscope ( Black )
IV bag & line: Insomnia Angel - Rose pickled blood pack [poison]
Shoes: West Coast Influenced - T-Strap Wingtip
Rings: (Yummy) - True Rebel Ring Set - Maitreya
Fishnets: {Nena} - Fishnet Tights v1
Lips: Magnetic - Lipstick Smear
Room: ANTINATURAL[+] Hospital for Souls / Hydrotherapy room
Lights: [inZoxi] - CC2 Tri-light (tinted by me)
Lamps: Apple Fall - Joanne Crystal Lamp (tinted)
Gurnie: Aquatica Mesh - AM025361 Guerney bed and Bodyboard
When people need to self-medicate, they do not care where they are. This is on very busy Southampton Street and two souls stopped and dropped to find a vein to shoot into. She is going for her leg. He has a syringe prepped, too.
Bought some Wock, not to drink, just to keep in stock
Got a stick way too big, I could kill a fox
Hundred thousand dollars cash, spent it in a stock
Sixty eights on my ass, two millies in my Glock
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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.
Photo No# 1 of 2.
Back Story .........................................
Ride out and back was warm and dry .
Mama, Rocky and BTP all met me at the
entry gate to The Dog Palace.
Huge big excitement, yelling, dancing,
yodeling, barking, singing and all in all
unbridled enthusiasm, toe licking too !
Did the same same in the bingo room
and soon after we took off for the nuns
place with a bunch of goodies for them.
Today monthly medications were hidden
inside small pieces of hot-dog meat then
according to the schedule each and every
dog was medicated, that's my job ........... ;-)
OK, This photo as you've already figured out
is taken at the spirit house after the three dogs
had finished their second breakfast.
Mama had given Rocky instructions to watch our
6 and keep the monkeys from entering through
the door where the light's coming in.
Simple job for a young boy but being a young boy
Rocky let his mind wander and a monkey entered !
Mama had to scold her young son as seen in the photo.
10-15 seconds later Mama, Rocky and Legs the Zoomer
were a blur of fur as it turned into a big free for all play
time, it was wild, leaping, licking and the usual same same.
Next week the plan is to take Rocky to the dog doctor
for his yearly inoculations and general check up.
I'll have to check but I think Little Stubby
goes in soon after ?
Anyway enough for now as my body is burned out and
needs food then a serious nap.
Thank You.
Jon&Crew.
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I've always loved these pictures. Pocket dumps. I've been honing what it is that I carry along with me on a daily basis for a while now and here's what's made the cut.
1969 Submariner that I'm "borrowing" off my dad. For good. On a Maratac Mil-Nato Strap.
Bic Lighter
Benchmade Mini Grip
Pilot G2 0.38
Notepad
Custom leather money fold that my friend Des made for me.
Burt's Bees Medicated, slightly murdered a la gaffer's tape.
iPhone 4
Keychain - County Comm tweezers / Pocket Tool X Brewzer / house key / extra leash string (classic bro move) / car key / 4Sevenss Quark Mini 123 T6