I sure *ouch* pick a good *ouch* time to start *cringe-pain* to blog. I did something to my right *pause due to pain* hand, somewhere under my thumb in my palm, *hurt* and it is coming in waves of pain… not sever pain, but *shooting pain* kinda like someone beat my hand with a baseball bat and it bruised my palm. If I sit still (like I have time for that) the pain goes away for a little while. I guess I did *pain all the way up my arm* something bad when I installed the doggie door this weekend. You see, I had to use this big ass electric hand jig saw kinda like this one  because my *ouch shoulder twinge* smaller one would not hold the blade. I couldn’t take the door off and I had to cut the opening while the door was still vertical.  You imagine  this heavy, super-vibrating piece of stubborn equipment trying to cut through a fire door while you are in an awkward sitting position *please kick in soon pain pills* by yourself.  Well, I shouldn’t say by myself as I had help from very inquisitive kittens that were anxious to use the doggie door.  After installing the door, caulking the edges (we don’t want the elements to get in around the door do we), and cleaning up, we had our doggie door that the dog refused to use.  It was only after we declined to let the dog out the traditional way that the dog used the doggie door to go out and bark at our neighbors.  Now all I have to do is put the the fence around the back door and we can leave the dog at home during the day instead of with a sitter.

Must remember to close the doggie door when I get home so the blasted dog doesn’t get out and chase the neighbors.

*MORPHINE!  I NEED MORPHINE HERE!*

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