medical catch up

I know it's been a while since I've caught everyone up on the medical goings ons here. There's not a whole lot wrong, it's just that I get talking about it with a friend right after the appointment and then tend to forget that I didn't put it in here. Several days later, when I remember, I'm at the point of not wanting to type about it. *shrugz* I've had 2 Dr's appointments since August 26th. Well, actually 1 appointment and a "itshouldabeenanappointmentbutwasnt".

On August 26th, I was scheduled for my yearly appointment as well as my allergy shots. Early that morning, I got a call from the doctor's office and could I possibly come in earlier for my appointment? Well sure I can, just means it's all done that much sooner and I can celebrate my anniversary longer! I got myself ready and then remembered, I made the appointment later because the allergy shots aren't given all day on Tuesdays like they are on Fridays, but start around 130pm. So I call back and ask if I'll be able to get my shot earlier too and if I can't then no because there's no sense in going in twice ya know. The nurse goes and asks the allergy nurse if this would be ok. It is, so I go in early. I get talking to the receptionist and she gets me checked in. The allergist nurse pulled me in and gave me my shot. The way it should have worked is that I'd get the shot and then go straight to the Dr. This way if anything happened while the serum was working it's way through my system, then there'd be someone right by my side. I went to the waiting room ...and waited...and waited. Each time a nurse came to the door, I looked up. About 50 minutes later or so, a nurse called me over and asked if I'd checked in. Yes I had, but for some reason my name wasn't coming up in the queue. Well, it looks like when they check you in, you need to tell the computer you're there for both appointments and the receptionist who checked me in only keyed me in for the allergist and not for the doctor. *shakes head*

Once they got that straightened out and got me checked in, it was just a matter of time before I was called in. I popped my sneaks off and got on the scale. I was expecting a very heavy weight to come up but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I was brought back to the exam room and my vitals were taken. The Doctor popped in for a couple seconds while I was with the nurse and said she'd be in in a minute. Ok cool. Now usually, the Dr will want to talk to you first before you get yourself into those cute little designer paper half shirts and matching paper blankets...however after a 10 minute wait, I decided that it was entirely possible the Dr was running a bit behind and it just may be conducive to get into that wonderful fashion wear and be ready. Fifteen minutes later..no one....20 minutes and still no one...30 minutes later and I'm STILL sitting in a chilly exam room in nothing more substantial than a pair of socks (kept on because the floors are ALWAYS cold). The nurse pops into the room and says the Dr is running a bit late and that she still had one patient ahead of me....it should only be a few more minutes. At this point I'm thinking .oO(why the BLOODY HELL was I called and told to come in early then???), but I do the understanding thing and simply say OK instead. Roughly 10-15 minutes past that, the nurse comes in and says that the Dr is in the room across the hall and will be done over there shortly but she hasn't had lunch yet and will be required to get a lunch in before she sees me. .......oO(say WHAT ???) I looked at the nurse square in the face and asked her if the Dr had had breakfast that morning to which the response of "I think so" was given. I told her that the Dr was damn lucky then because I hadn't eaten AT ALL yet and my blood sugar was dropping; it might be a really good idea if she went across the hall and see if the Dr wanted to reschedule for the following week. She left the room and I could hear her talking in the hallway; the Dr's voice was lower and I couldn't hear what she was saying but I could hear the nurse as she told the Dr that no it wasn't her idea to reschedule but the patient's. The nurse came back in and said the Dr said it was fine but that it couldn't be for another couple weeks due to scheduling.
Why were they running late? Because that morning it had been ultra slow so they called some of the afternoon appointments to see if they'd like to come in a bit earlier. Once the calls were done, a bunch of "walk-in, no appointment" patients showed up. Some with problems serious enough to have looked at right away, but not serious enough to go to a hospital for. In fact, the case across the hall had a rash all over her face and they were having trouble figuring out what it was....so maybe it's a good thing that I rescheduled, but damn....

I got dressed and went to see the allergist nurse so she could double check my injection site, then to the receptionists to reschedule. The new appointment was set for September 16th. I asked them if I was going to have to redo the lab-work and was told no. *WHEW* That's good because I wasn't about to anyhow. I get poked enough with needles with my shots, the last thing I wanna do is go play with the vampires too!

On the 16th, I went in and made absolutely certain they checked me in for BOTH appointments. The allergy nurse came out and when I looked up, told me that she was going to quick get this one patient done and she'd come get me next. Less than 2 minutes later the Dr's nurse came and got me. *shakes head* I got on the scale and was down 4 pounds from the appointment before, which I was very happy about. I was brought back to an exam room and my vitals were taken.
I asked the Dr's nurse about my weight because I was pretty sure that it was down from the appointment before and she looked it up for me. Unfortunately, since the appointment on the 26th was essentially a non-appointment, the vitals didn't get logged in. I'm guessing that the Dr has to finalize the readings in the file and since she didn't see me it didn't get added. *SIGH* Which means according to the Dr's files, I'm up by 10 pounds BUT I'm actually down by 4 from the last time I was on their scales. *grumbles* While the Dr's nurse was busy prepping me to have my blood pressure taken, the receptionist came to the door and knocked....right behind her was the allergy nurse. *laffz* I told her to just grab the serum and bring the shot in. She brought it in while I was having my bp taken and we were all talking about specialists and how high strung I am. It was definitely bad timing for that type of conversation for sure. To be honest I can't remember what even put us on it. I do know that because of it my bp read at a 150/78. ouch. The Dr and I talked for about 20 minutes and then she retook my bp, it'd come down to 130/80. Even that's a bit high... but considering that our truck broke down just before we went in, I'd been talking about the podiatrist trip in Texas AND that I knew I was going to have an exam that most women really despise.....well...it's totally understandable why my bp was as high as it was.

The Dr's nurse left and the allergy nurse discussed what we'd be doing in the line of my shot for the week. You see, it hasn't been all going forward lately. The reactions have been getting worse and worse. According to the allergy nurse, there should be some reaction but not to the extent we've been getting. The welts at the injection site have been getting larger and larger and the itching has been alot longer than it should be. Three weeks ago she'd decided we needed to take a step back. The reaction welted 1"x0.5" and stayed swelled well into the next day. The next week she backed it up another half step. This one swelled to 0.5"x 0.5" and still itched well into the next day. Nothing helps calm the itching either....not Benedryl gel, not hydrocortizone, not ice. I've started trying the Aveeno hydrocortizone because it has oats and aloe in it. It seems to help a bit better than the other stuff has been. This week, we took the same amount of serum as last week. This effectively puts me about 4.5 steps behind where I really should be *sigh* so the weekly shots are going to take longer. Now that hubby is on nights, I could reasonably have him bring me in twice a week and start doubling up but it also means my co-pay doubles (it's $15 per trip in even for just a shot).

Anyhow, the rest of the appointment on the 16th went ok. I was sent off with 4 referrals, an order to go to the lab to check if I was pregnant and a stern warning about my weight. When I was done with the Dr, I went to the allergy nurse to have the injection spot checked. It itched, but not as bad as usual because my mind was on that other rather uncomfortable exam the Dr had just performed (ugh). I was able to make appointments for all but 1 of my referrals while there. I went to radiology to set the appointment for my first ever press n squeeze for the girls... Then it was off to the lab to have blood drawn for the pregnancy test. They ended up having to draw the blood from my left hand because the vein in my right arm simply would NOT cooperate. They were able to get the needle in but damned if it would release any blood! I musta died and my body just didn't realize it yet. My final stop was to the back of the building to make appointments for the ob-gyn and the dietitian. The 4th referral was for an oncologist to find out why the heck my white cell count is always as high as it is. It's not too much beyond normal, but it's all the time. I think it's simply because of the stupid allergies that have things backed up all the time that's doing it.

By the next day, I got a call telling me not to worry about the oncologist...that the Dr would just keep an eye on it and that my exam had come back clean.


I guess that's about it...at least medically. I know there's another entry rattling around in my brain yet. It's possible I'll get it written later when I get up for the day.

Scattergories

I know for sure I got this game from someone via email (lainie?) awhile back and had *MEANT* to play it within a week or so of receiving it. It arrived yet again in a bulletin in MySpace and Im figuring now's as good a time as any. Mostly, I dont feel like doing a real entry...lol. Anyhow, anyone that wants to play along, feel free to in the comments section:

Scattergories:

Use the first letter of your first name to answer each of the following. They have to be real places, names, things, nothing made up. Try to use different answers if the person in front of you had the same first initial (which by the way is hard if you already have read their answers!) You cannot use your own name for the boy/girl names.

01) A Crayola color: Hot Magenta

02) 3 letter word: hem

03) A vehicle: Hummer

04) A city: Houston

05) A boy's name: Henry

06) A girl's name: Helena

07) Alcoholic drink: Hurricane

08) An occupation: Hairdresser

09) Something you wear: hat

10) A celebrity: Helen Hunt

11) A food: Hungarian Goulash

12) Something found in a bathroom: hand towel

13) Reason for being late: hangover

14) An animal: hyena



Ok ya'll...have fun!

Life is a maze...

My chat friends out there, those who have heard my stream, all know that sometimes a song comes along and I get a feeling that someone out there really needs to hear it. Songs like that usually get played as a closer to my show (which is at this point non-existant but you never know what the fututre may bring eventually). This song falls into that particular category. So, whomever needed to hear this? Well this is for you.

I heard this song on a friend's Youtube vlog today and cant get it out of my head now. The artist is supposed to have a new album coming out this week so I'll be checking Amazon in a few to see if the rest is as catchy as this song is. Unfortunately, the official versions of the video for this have their embedding codes disabled so I have to make due with this fanvid. Thankfully, this fan has put the lyrics up for us to enjoy.

just thinkin of my friend...

Hoping you get healed up mighty quick iggy!!

Happy Hump Day ya'll!

I have a friend in Yahoo360 that would post stuff like this every Wednesday.....havent decided if it's gonna be a regular feature or not yet but considering the models in the picture, I simply couldnt resist...




ok...can someone help me get iggy off the floor and back into his chair?

answers and another game

LBE/ FD

There are a few movies that make me a touch shiny-eyed. A few were even mentioned as answers that ya'll gave in the comments. Along with Pay it Forward (which managed to squeeze a tear out towards the end), the following that made it in your comments made it into my misty-eyed list as well:

Braveheart : at the end, when you know he's dying and his love's ghost shows up...waiting for him.

City of Angels: Just after the angel clips his wings, becomes mortal to be with this woman to just have her die the day after of a horrible accident.

I didnt count the number of times I've had tears because I was laughing too hard because they're too numerous to count. Liar Liar was one for sure.

The two I had alluded to in my entry were Save the Last Dance and Bruce Almighty. Oh sure, Bruce Almighty had plenty of tears similar to Liar Liar. That's to be expected with Jim Carrey, well....for those that enjoy Jim Carrey's type of comedy. However, Bruce Almighty also made me produce tears for another reason.

I'd just left Pennsylvania and had been on the run for about 5 weeks by the time Bruce Almighty was hitting the movie screens. My nerves were still raw from the abuse I'd gone through for more than a decade. Bruce Almighty was actually our second movie date (the first being the second XMen...which we ended up going to twice!) and we figured a nice comedy would be in order to keep things light. Although I didnt say anything to him, the arguing in the one scene really got to me and top things all off the tension of the frustration the characters were going through with their communication problems was a bit much for me to handle at that particular time. Needless to say, silent tears flowed for several minutes while watching. That specific scene is actually still a tad rough to watch.

Save the Last Dance is one I watched with my dad while I was out visiting during that same trip (my parents place was after my brother's house and before Dallas). I was fine for a good part of the movie, until the scene where the two leads kiss. You'd think I'd have tears of happiness because of all the difficulty the characters were facing and they worked beyond what others thought of their relationship (inter-racial relationships and how they affect the feelings of those around them), but no...not me. I ended up with tears of sorrow pouring down my face during that scene. The hurt I'd been carrying around for years, the desire to be wanted...needed...just like what I was seeing on the screen was enough to stir those tears up. The movie doesnt really produce that effect on me anymore because I have a man who loves/wants/needs me more than I ever had before.

While I was in reading the 12 or 13 blogs I check daily, I found a game in whimsical’s entry for the day. The object is to pick 6 unspectacular things about yourself, list them and then tag 6 others. I usually don't deal with this type of game to be honest, but I did promise I'd put an answer in here. Mostly because it was intriguing enough to warrant answering and partly because my answer would have been too long to stick in her comment section. So here it is, 6 unspectular things about me. If you wanna play along feel free. Im like whimsical and wont be tagging anyone.

01) I eat my pizza backwards....unless it's a stuffed crust, then I eat it the normal way. Top things all off, many times I'll remove the topping and eat it last. Why? Because the crust is dry and I dont like a dry crust.

02) I love puzzles. Im particularly fond of Logic puzzles and Sudukos right now. Of all the ones I enjoy, those two really give the ole grey matter a good stretch.

03) I always have to have something on here at home. Sometimes it's the tv and sometimes it's music, anything that makes noise. To have no background noise makes me feel extremely lonely. Even when Im curled up with a book....the tv's going or at least something instrumental like Chopin or Yanni playing in the background.

04) I still do many things the way I learned growing up right down to hanging the toilet paper so the loose end goes OVER the roll (ya aint the only one whimsical!) to folding clothes. This makes things difficult in retail situations when their way of folding items doesnt match up with mine. From what I hear, my brother's the same way....

05) I absolutely must sleep on the side of the bed closest to the bathroom. The only thing that trumps that is the location of the A.C. as I simply cannot sleep close to that at all. If the bathroom and the A.C. are on the same side of the room, I'll sleep on the opposite side of the bed.

06) I still keep up with my baby book. They dont make them like they used to so Im thinking of scanning the pages and removing my data so I can enter the child's info when and if it decides to come along.

Ok...anyone that wants to play along, put your answers below or feel free to start the game up in your own blogspot.

they've corrupted even the little ones

Rose is Rose comic strip for Sunday September 14th:

A squirrel is looking in as Pasquale and his neighbor's baby Mimi are playing with orange and blue Play-Doh

Pasquale: Which Play-Doh color would you like to start with, Mimi?
Mimi: Dat wun! (points to one of the cans)
Pasquale: Shall we make the same thing as last time?

Mimi nods

Squirrel 1 (thinking): Just as I suspected! I've got to warn the others! (jumps down off the window sill)

Squirrel 1 (to Squirrels 2 & 3 who are seated on the ground): Up there! (points up to the window) You won't believe your eyes!

In the last frame you see Pasquale sitting on the floor with 5 orange squirrels with blue noses and several empty Play-Doh cans scattered around). Mimi is standing nearby with a huge grin on her face looking extremely happy (rainbow, hearts, candycane, beach ball and a music note around her head indicating how happy she is). Three squirrels are on the window sill, peeking in from outside.

Pasquale: We could try making something else.

Mimi: Morr Skwurls!

Squirrel 1: It finally happened!

Squirrel 2: They've outsourced squirrel production!

Squirrel 3: The blue noses are kind of cute!

killin time

The first words coming to mind are "Not much is going on over here", however I know better than that...shoot YA'LL know better than that. I know once I get writing...well let's just say we all know that's not going to be the case. *laffz* So go get your last potty trip out of the way, grab a drink and a sammich ...because I suspect this is going to be one of my usual marathon ones.

For the last little while hubby's been complaining about his foot hurting him. It's the same foot as last time and the pains started the same. We both knew exactly what the pain was and some of what aggravates the condition. By Thursday last week, he came home in such pain that I just looked at him in that way I have. You know what he said? *laffz* "Yeah, I know, I told the boss I wasn’t going to work tomorrow and that I'd be going to the dr's first thing in the morning". Heh heh heh. The kids at the school I worked for in New Orleans always did say I had "that look". The same one their moms would give them when they did wrong. I guess I haven’t lost my touch. *gigglez* Anyhow, he went to the dr’s, they diagnosed the gout, put him on some meds and told him to stay home (the side effects of the medicine would make it impossible to work in a “clean room”). There was supposed to be a follow up visit in 7 days but since I was already scheduled for an appointment on Tuesday, that's when he went in. The dr had x-rays done just to make sure there wasn’t anything else going on in there. The dr told him he needed to stay out of work for another 2 days so Friday was his first day back in a week. He’s been taken off one of his allergy medicines because it’s known to make hearts race. Well gee…he’s on high blood pressure meds; maybe he shouldn’t have been prescribed it in the first place. Ok. I can’t blame this doctor for that because he’s not the one who put him on it. The dr has also told him that he needs to go back to decaf and he doesn’t like that much because Mt Dew runs in his veins. It seems like every time he gets the gout it’s because he’s been hitting the Mt Dew and salty snacks pretty heavily. I keep telling him that he should quit smoking and then he won’t need the salt on everything. As for the Mt Dew, he really needs to drink more water or decaf coffee. For the week that he was supposed to be home and off his feet, we decided that it would be the best idea to just keep him downstairs. There is a lot that he can do downstairs while seated with all the books and DVDs we have. I also brought the laptop downstairs so he wouldn’t be without internet, although he couldn’t play his online game….ah well. At least he had a way to check his emails and work his MySpace if he wanted to.

Since hubby was home for the week and for the most part grounded to a seated position with his foot propped, I spent a good deal of my days downstairs as well. Some of the time I spent working on that sampler that I had started before we moved (which I put down the minute we were in this townhouse and I had access to my computer 24/7 *laffz*). I’ve got almost all the border done but ran out of one of the colors so I’m separating the rest of the floss skeins and getting them cut down to manageable lengths before continuing work on the piece. Once the border’s done, I can finish up the interior of the piece. While downstairs, we watched a few movies. We watched the Bucket List with Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. It was a sad movie due to the subject matter and the ending, but it had quite a few very funny moments. One in particular was when Morgan’s character is re-admitted into the hospital and Jack’s character pops in for a visit. You see, there’s this particular very rare coffee that Jack’s guy raved about and insisted on drinking. Well Morgan’s character found out what it was made out of and printed a copy of the article that discussed it and had it with him for when Jack’s guy showed up. He handed the article to Jack’s character and watched as it was read. The look of shock on Jack’s guy’s face and Morgan’s character laughing until he cried was absolutely priceless. We also watched A League of Their Own, Water Horse (very much like Free Willy) and a few others I can’t remember.

The week before hubby had his problem flair up; I spent a few days watching several other movies. I’m a real sucked for animated movies so I watched Monsters Inc, Brother Bear, Finding Nemo, and The Emperor’s New Groove. Ok, ok, so I’m a kid at heart! I did catch one movie on TV that simply moved me to near tears. I very rarely cry during a movie, although I do come pretty close. The only 2 times I cried (actual tears falling and not just welling up) while watching a movie wasn’t exactly because of the content (one was a comedy for goodness sakes!) but more because of a particular scene triggered a memory or an unfulfilled want/feeling/desire. Well the one that came really close this time was Pay it Forward with Kevin Spacey, Helen Hunt and Haley Joel Osment. It is a very touching story about a teacher who gives an assignment for extra credit to his class and the child that uses his imagination and runs with it. Over the course of the movie, the idea takes off and reaches farther than anyone could ever imagine. The child, who only sees the failure of his own attempts, never realizes how much of an impact his idea had on others. That is, until a reporter who was helped in ANOTHER CITY tracks the story backwards from the executive that helped him, to a prisoner, to an old lady living on the streets (that just happens to be the boy’s grandmother)…that just happens to be going to the boy’s birthday party and invites the reporter over. Suddenly, everyone realizes just how big his project got. The ending is very much a tear jerker (ok ok…one did leak out).

I think I’m going to leave this entry right at this point as the rest of what’s been going on is pretty much a whole entry on itself. I will leave you all with these questions. Have you ever cried while watching a movie? What was the movie? What was going on in the movie that triggered the tears? Why did it make you cry (what was the memory or the unfulfilled want/feeling/desire the scene triggered)? I’ve got two that I’ll share if you’ll share yours.....

.oO(wow...that was a trifle shorter than usual...)

this n that

Just another entry in the vein of a Seinfeld episode....alot about nothing. Ive got a few more pix on the computer desktop that I wanna get shared before I file them away. This first one to the left my hubby's tat. For the life of me I cant remember if there was a story behind it or not. It's a pretty cool dragon though. I wouldnt want anything quite that big on myself...just something small and enough to help identify me. Not that that's gonna happen because I really hate needles.

This picture to the right is the plant that has the bloom from my bee and flower picture. Personally, I think the bugger's a weed. The door to the right of the plant is my neighbor's and the cement to the left is my front step. This next picture to the left is of the same type of plant. At least the blooms and leaves are the same. It's that big plant behind the mailboxes. To show you how tall the plant is fully grown, it's 6' behind the mail boxes and the top of the mailboxes is taller than me and Im 5'5" tall (official measurement from the dr's office).

The picture to the right here is those bushes in the front of my townhouse. Strange thing...they look like they're going to be blooming.....*AGAIN*. I fully expect the flowers will emerge by next week or so. I've never known a plant that blooms more than once in a season....but both of this will be. *sigh*

There's a townhouse in my cul de sac for rent. It's been empty for at least 8 months. How do I know? Because it was empty when we moved in. They have brand new windows in the second story..those were replaced just a couple months ago. I think they really want to rent this place out as they have 4 "For Rent" signs in the windows. I got a good look at the property owner when he was in the neighborhood the other week and considering the state of the world today (and where many of America's boys and girls are right now), Im not sure this place is ever going to get rented to be honest. No offense, but I know I surely wouldnt rent from him.

A little bit of nothing aka just sharing pix

So not much has been going on here. Well...if I go into the last couple dr appointments, you'd think I was really busy that's for sure. I'll save those for another day.

As you all know, I *generally* have my camera with me while Im out and about. I must have taken a good hundred or more over this last month or so and for the first time since we've moved here, I've actually managed to capture images other than the iggy-type pix.


There are several of these small trees (pictured left) outside the IHOP entrance to Manassas Mall. A few weeks back it went into bloom. Although flowers in general aggravate my allergies, I thought the flowers on this tree were very pretty. I got this shot just before the tree was in total bloom. If Blogger will let you click and increase the size on this, you can see some of the tightly closed buds behind the ones that are bloomed out.



The picture to the right has a tree with what looks like dead leaves on it. The bank that I go to has about 8 of them bordering its property. Upon a closer inspection on our last trip there, this Wednesday, I noticed that they werent leaves at all but a 3 sided bloom. The bloom itself looks alot like those three sided nuts. For the life of me, I cant remember what they're called.


This picture on the left was one I took a few days ago. The plant is in my neighbors yard next to his front door and hangs over the wood fence between our two yards. I had taken to ignoring it because as far as I'm concerned, it's a weed. However, a couple days ago I saw some movement near it. My first reaction, after seeing what was flying around the blossom, was to run away as Im afraid of certain insects...particularly ones that fly and can do me harm. In this case, the first thing I thought of was this awesome picture I had seen online of a bee hovering near a flower. The desire to attempt to get a similar picture overrode my usual fear of the insect and I clicked this shot. I more than likely wont get a great shot like this again because I doubt that the need for the picture will overcome the ingrained fear...but you never know.


The last picture Im going to show for tonight is one that I got on the same day as the bumblebee picture. I had just gotten into the truck and fastened in when I looked back over towards the townhouse (you can just see the bay window in the background of this picture) when a little bit of movement caught my eye. There....on the fence was a squirrel. My reaction (slowly grabbing the camera and firing it up) caught my hubby's attention and he looked over. When he realized what my target was, he slowly climbed in the truck and waited until I was done. I brought the camera up and very quietly asked the squirrel for permission for a picture and snapped the shutter. The cheeky little bugger just sat there so I asked for one more (with a please) and zoomed in for a really nice shot. The second shot was cropped down and the result is sitting up in my banner right now.

Thank you, and you , and you and YOU!!

Like I answered back to punkn in my last entry, I was waiting for the perfect picture. So here it is, my take on iggy's Blinky the 3 eyed fish inspired comment award. If it wasnt for all of you who that left those wonderful comments in our entries that kept our creative "mooses" energized , this wouldnt have been nearly as fun. Thanks!!

WOW the excitement!

It's been unbelievably exciting and funny in Blogger the last few days. There've definitely been a few reads that need to be rated NFODWR (No food or drink while reading) for sure. It's been so much fun, I became rather inspired today while talking to iggy this afternoon.


There are a few people that deserve awards for their contributions to the fun. I've got a couple made up and ready to go.


The first award goes to iggy for the wonderful stories he tells:

The second I made today is going to punkn for her Bushytail series:

GUILTY

10am- International War Tribunal court





In anticipation of the pesty guy's arrival, Bushytail and Nutkins made sure that all the Chipmunk-Guard was armed to their little buck teeth. They couldnt chance his escape, not now, not when they were so damned closed to their goal. Justice would be had and until the pesty guy was charged, sentenced and safely tagged for further monitoring, they wouldnt be leaving anything to fate. Ok, so the bazookas were a bit of overkill, but they had to be sure everything went according to their plans.

Pesty guy arrived, heavily guarded by several hundred Chipmunk-Guards and the charges were read. The complaint had been filed by Bushytail, Nutkins, Cuzin Chuck, Cuzin Chippy, Chuzzelwit and the rest of the Squirrel community against iggy aka Rocky aka Pesty Guy for damages for the following charges:


stalking & harrassment of all things orange, fuzzy and flying
the wrongful deaths of Lil and Tiny Bushytail
and the rustling of unnaturally colored sheep



Prosecutor: Bucky "Squeaky" Squirrel.
Court Clerk: Hammy "Decaf" Bushtail.
The case was presided over by Her Honor Slappy " The Animaniac" Squirrel (Bucky's mom).

Slappy reviewed all evidence and Pesty Guy was found guilty of all counts. He was fitted with an ankle monitoring device. His sentence was to do another Virtual Walk, this time in the United Kingdom. His main contact there shall be Tori. When he groaned, it was pointed out the charges could have been much much worse and the next offense would cost him a trip through Canada. Pictured below is the front page of the filing.

ut oh, they're serious

These fliers have been going up all around town here...I think they're serious....

little critter: You sure don't have much to say today

bear: I know...I cant figure it out.

little critter: Im guessing writer's block.

bear: gotta be

Yeah...maybe that's it. I must have sprained something up there while attempting to come up with some witty things to say. I know there's plenty that can be said rattling around up there....