Small Miracles

So the 4th of July has come and gone. It is my favorite holiday by far of all of them. It's always warm because its right in the middle of summer, work is closed, and the 4th is more about friends than family. Don't get me wrong, if your married and spend the day with your SO and kids and stuff, that's cool. But holidays like Christmas and Thanksgiving are where you spend time with your parents and aunts and uncles and shit. The 4th is about being with people you WANT to be with, not people you HAVE to be with. New Years Day is a close 2nd to the 4th. Notice I say New Years Day, and not New Years Eve. New Years Eve sucks. Sucks bad. New Years Day is great because of football and beer and relaxing and all that. Something about the 4th makes it the best though. I had 2 seperate wedding receptions to attend over the weekend, one for a buddy of mine from Iowa, one for my bosses brother. I also enjoyed an awesome dinner with my friend Ryan and his SO down in Denver. As a whole I had a great 4th weekend. Best weekend I've had in months actually.





On Wednesday this week, after about a month of unsuccesfully trying to rid Jaz of this psudopregnancy that she is in, I contacted the vet and made an appointment to have her spayed. This is what they say will take care of it, and truth be told its been way too long coming. They freaked when I told them the length of time that Jaz had been false pregnant and so we made the appointment to have her looked at and blood tested to make sure she could go through the surgery at 6 years old. Thank god, she passed with flying colors. All in her blood work was ok, except being a little anemic, from the false pregnancy, everything else was great. I was so afraid they might find something wrong with her. They also said that some of the weird things with her, the balding tail, her bald nose, and the dryness on the edges of her ears, should all clear up after the surgery. Her body never rid itself of it's last heat cycle, so she's been in heat for almost half a year. Jaz is the most mellow dog you will ever meet when it's not time for hunting, or hunt training. They said that a little of the piss and vinigar that she used to have in her should return. So I'm very excited, plus it should remove about a 6th of her body weight from not carrying milk in her mammory glands anymore. Her quality of life should be greatly improved. I am saddened that she will not carry on her lineage, but there are others who can from her litter and others by her parents. She is just such a cool, unique dog.





The dog in the grass is Jaz's mother Max, and the one on the right is her father Jax. Both are over 9 years old now, so they probably will not be having anymore litters, but Jaz got very cool traits from these dogs. A couple of the best dogs I've ever hunted with.

I'll keep everyone updated on Jaz's surgery next week.