Two Days Later, Canela Recovering in Style

Two Days Later, Canela Recovering in Style

Wed. 12.01.16 – Canela and my Mom came back to Huntington Beach today. Canela has a lot of staples, on her belly, on her back, and on her sides. She is currently recovering in style with a leopard print coat and tiger print blanket.

Thank you for your prayers and good thoughts on her behalf.

So, I fell down on the NaBloPoMo job… and thinking of endings.

Wed. 11.30.16 – 2016 seems to be the year of endings. After the US Elections, I saw several folks on Twitter calling 2016 ‘anno horribilis’. I am not quite ready to call it a horrible year, as we still have another month to the year for a major tsunami, nuclear war, asteroid strike, a plague that kills billions, gamma ray from an exploding star, etc.

But 2016 is/was definitely the year of endings. My Grandpa Jim died. Scruffy died. My brother’s friend Art died of cancer. The American Republic may be going into hospice care come January. And Nicole Hunter Mostafa, one of the few personal bloggers who was still personally blogging for the love and joy of it passed away. Damn cancer.

I feel even more than ever that it is time for me to take back up with my own version of personal mixed with life mixed with professional mixed with tech mixed with humor blogging, as I truly believe that making and creating in the face of adversity is how we best express our humanity. Although I may suck at blogging on a regular schedule, I will do my best to blog here a few times a week and on some weeks more.

Dear 2016, please calm down for the next 31 1/2 days.

Canela back from Surgery, after being attacked by a Pit bull

Canela back from surgery, photo by Sue Hahn with her iPhone 6s plus

Tues. 11.29.16 – My mom was walking Canela, her chihuahua, down the street from her cousin Lynn’s house in Palm Desert this morning when a pit bull jumped out of an open window of a contractor’s truck and attacked Canela. My mom was not able to stop the dog from attacking Canela and the pit but ripped her open. Luckily the contractor heard my mom’s screams, ran out and laid his whole body on his dog to get it to stop.

Canela was swiftly wrapped in a t-shirt with an ice pack and rushed off to an emergency vet, as intestines were coming out of a hole in her tummy, as well as bite marks on her back. She was out of surgery and ready to be taken home by 4:30pm.

The vet is positive that she should recover. When I asked my mom about it on the phone this evening she was still in high emotion and so I did not have a clear understanding if the pit but just ripped open Canela’s abdomen or if the intestines were perforated as well. Hopefully, Canela will not have an intestinal infection and will recover.

The whole thing is terribly upsetting. The dog owner at the time claimed he would pay the vet bill. Hopefully he will.

Readers of this blog post: If you choose to own a power breed or a pit bull breed of dog, please for the sake of the rest of us – have your dog fully trained, walked/ran daily for more than 45 minutes, and if you can’t be next to your dog and your dog is in public – please please please have it restrained.

I had a lovely little jerk of a 12 lb. Maltese dog for 12 1/2 years and I followed my above recommendations. If you have a dog and don’t have the time nor inclination to train, walk, and restrain your dog, please re-home it with someone who will. We all thank you – esp. small children and other small animals.

Still Sick. Still Sad.

Tues. 11.15.16 – I am still sick with the flu/evilvirus/snotmachine/nauseathing. I am still sad. Sad about Scruffy – I keep calling Belle Scruffy even though she is a different breed, taller, bigger, not Scruffy, etc. Still sad/mad about our election of the Narcissist-in-Chief.

I will have more substantial thought posts when I am not being attacked by the evilvirus.

Allison in the Screen Glow

Allison in the screen glow

11.15.16 – Another photo from my October / November 2016 Lightroom folders – posted now to not allow good photos fall into the black hole that is my hard drive. This portrait of my sister, Allison, taken on 10.26.16 with my Nikon D800 and a Nikon 85mm f/1.8D lens.

Enjoy. Double click for larger version(s).

The Sunset as seen from South of the HB Pier

The Sunset as seen from South of the HB Pier

Mon 10.14.16 – In going through my photos taken in October and November 2016 with my Nikon D800 and a Nikon 50mm f/1.4G lens, I have found a few gems to share with you all. This photo was taken on 10.06.16 just south of the Huntington Beach pier from the boardwalk on an evening where the colors of the sunset were fantastic, so I had to pull over while driving on PCH to go out and take photos.

Enjoy. Double click for larger version(s).

Dusk Tonight or The Almost Super Moon

The Moon that in 12 Hours Will Be Super and Full Bolsa Chica Wetlands at Dusk Triangle of Airplane, Venus, and Mercury - along with Emmy, Eva, and Catalina Island

Sun 11.13.16 – Late this afternoon, I drove down to the Bolsa Chica Ecological Reserve Station at the corner of Bolsa Chica Ave and Pacific Coast Highway to take photos of the Almost Super Moon as it rose in the late 4 o’clock hour. After all the photos were taken, I drove to the Huntington Cliffs parking lot at the top of Dog Beach to take photos of Mars, Venus, and Mercury in the last of the dusk. Afterwards, I walked Belle le Cane along the Cliffs. It was a lovely start to the evening.

All photos taken by Ms. Jen with her Nikon D800 and a Nikon 50mm f/1.4G lens. Please double click on the thumbnails for the larger lightbox gallery.

gah.

Sat. 11.12.16 – I promised myself and Roland that I would blog every day this month to help me get back into the swing of blogging again. And it has.

Big thanks to Roland for all of his encouragement and comments.

I have not much to say today other than this week got more extra special when I was returning home from the vet to drop Scruffy off for cremation. I felt nauseous as Belle and I drove back and as I pulled into a parking spot I knew I would not make it into the apartment. I got very sick. Luckily, I still had two dog bowls in the car.

I have the flu. I am still crying about Scruffy. And Trump is still Doofus-in-Chief-Elect. Gah.