Indiana Pacers | Hey… It's Jet Here

Hey It’s Jet Here.

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Mom, JJ and I frequently watch TV in Mom’s bed. She has this thingie called a DVR which allows us to watch our favorite shows like The Dog Whisperer, Dogs 101, Tanked, as well as lots of Miami Heat games. (If you’ve read our blog for awhile, you know Mom LOVES basketball.) She says my handsome black fur is perfect for the Heat’s colors (red/black with a little white, orange and yellow thrown in.) Oops, I digressed again.

Anyway, last week, when Mom felt ill, she recorded the Heat/Pacer game 6, thinking she would catch up when she felt better. My human sister, Rachel, kept Mom company until she wanted to go to sleep. Mom thought she would watch the game to distract her from her tummy discomfort. She picked up the remote control and… nothing… She pushed two buttons in sequence, just in case our paws had confused the remote, which happens on occasion. Nothing… She called Rachel in to turn on the set manually, determined the tv made her feel worse, called Rachel in again to turn it off and decided to deal with the remote later.

The next afternoon, she tried again…nothing. Once the tv went on manually, everything worked except ON/OFF and VOLUME. Now here in the tropics, when the air conditioner goes on, you always need to increase the volume and vice versa when the cycle ends. Also, those tricky TV people make the commercials louder than the programs.

Mom tried switching the batteries, switching the remote from the family room… nothing…

Mom’s TV will celebrate its 20^th birthday later this year, so, she appreciates the service it provides. For now, we think the mischief belongs to the remote!!!

Another great, except for No ON/OFF, day.

Hey It’s Jet Here.

Before addressing Mother’s Day, Mom and I would like to take the opportunity to thank all of you who wrote, air expressed, barked, meowed, called, texted and emailed to see how JJ was/is doing. We are deeply moved and feel so fortunate to have crossed all of your paths.

JJ slept well and has passed all of the “musts” after surgery: eat, drink, eliminate, meds. Her bubbly personality returned at least 50% today. She’s fussing a little with her girlie-girl areas so Mom went out and bought a SWANKY Cone. (How come I have the old fashioned model? huh?) She can’t quite figure how to work it yet, though.

What amazed us is the small size of the scar and her naked belly. I’m trying so hard to Nurse Jetty JJ, however, Dr. Shaffer said I cannot, even though I’m well intentioned. Does that mean I need continuing ed credits to learn different skills?

Oh, Mom’s trying that distracting technique thingie where you give JJ something to chew to divert her from her surgery area.

Other than that, we’re keeping a low profile today.

Back to Mom…

As it turns out, she seems quite content to celebrate her day with a morning nap, a card from Rachel, knowing JJ is ok and improving, company from all four of us (me, JJ, Puffy and Fluffy) and the HEAT game against this team called the Pacers, which she will watch after she posts this. (She’s dvr-ing it right now!) Love you Mom. Love All of You, too, Jetty!