taking my depressed dog for a ride

   I got up today and for some reason I decided not to take any pain pills. In reading about gallstones, I did find out that opiates can play a role in them, but only opiate addiction, which is not a factor, but I've been on them a long time, and I was on them pretty heavy at nights in the first two weeks in Phoenix, just to get through the night. Anyway, I thought I'd see how my day would go without them.

   I was pretty bleh all day, but okay, then suggested we go to IHOP for dinner. While we were there I finally took a pain pill. By the end of dinner I felt normal again. Was it eating or being out of pain, or both, I don't know. But we decided, since I was feeling better, that we could tend to Ozzy.

   He had been moping around all day. When mom and I each took him out, different times, he just sat on the pavement and looked around. He just sat there. When we went to dinner, he just sat at the back of the couch, almost under a hanging blanket. There's nothing more pathetic than a sad Ozzy. 

   So, we decided to go and pick him up and take him for a ride, and since I was feeling better, I decided we should go to Lake Hefner and show it to mom. I got the Garmin this time, but it didn't go well. We actually ended up at a dead end street on the other side of the freeway wall. I got out my other map of OKC and gave it to mom and she had the idea of putting an intersection and we finally got to the place I have wanted to see since I have been here. We found the start of the road that goes completely around the lake, and the golf course, which is incredibly beautiful. The road, after the golf course, is one way, and has a parking lane for most of it, so you can park your car and get out and stand next to a short wall and be right next to the lake (no beach - all boulders). We saw people who had climbed over the fence and down the rocks to fish, lots of walkers, bikers, standers and lookers, which we did, too. The weather was perfect, the sun had just set, the breeze was just in our face and the water was breaking on the rocks four feet from us. The only thing missing was the smell of salt in the water. 

  The drive home was, of course, much faster and easier, and we got to watch our Tuesday night programs, starting with wrestling, and now I'm going to bed. It's been a very good day. Oh, and by the way, the reason Ozzy had been moping around? He pooped in the dining room and was expecting to get in trouble. But I can't blame him - the back yard still looks like an alien forest. I'm a heck of a lot taller than him and I can't imagine what it looks like at his height. So he got a long car ride and a walk cause he was feeling guilty. Yeah, we can read him like a book, and he can work us like a pro.