Zumanity and the Zoo

Friday night was an adult night out with the sensual side of Cirque de Soleil, what I lovingly refer to as CDS Porn ... that's right, Zumanity ... nekkid people doing acrobatics. It was brilliant. They served drinks like Frenchy Passion and Silk Panties, as we all know how Steve likes his silk panties ... ;)

So Steve and I, joined by Cassandra and Ernest, and a Jim, who came in from Palm Springs to see C & E and take them back to PS for a few days. We had a lovely dinner where, as usual, we were stocked by the the paparazzi (those pictures to come as soon as I scan them in), off to Zumanity 10:30 p.m. showing at NYNY and then coffee and desert, finally at 2 a.m., way pass this Cinderella's pumpkin hour, we called it a night.

The evening called for boas .... I do say, Steve looks nice in Ostrich
(Note: how the heck to you get rid of Prednisone puffy face, hello blow fish me)


As if the boas weren't enough, Jim and Steve decided to sport "please me" and "tease me" underwear, neither would pose for me with the silk panty version ... chickens.

It was a wonderful night and we are sad to see our friends gone today ... I'm sure they'll be back as there more strip for them to explore and trouble for them to get into ... Plus Jim did promise me Cher!


After a 3 a.m. bed time, Steve and I got up this morning to take Snickers and Etta Mae Jones to the vet. Etta had a quick visit to see the good Dr. J yesterday after knocking a bowl of guacomole off the table, breaking it and then proceeding to not only eat the guac but also to try to suck any remnants off glass chips ... in her defense, I make a mean guacomole these days.

Since Dr. J felt Etta Mae needed some serious discussion on our part, she got to go back to Aloha this morning, with Snickers. Neither cocker was really pleased when they realized where they were being taken, so much for the thrill of the Saturday morning Starbucks trip ...
Are you kidding me ... the vet again?
This is the ride home, right after Snickers stole something food like I am pretty certain, Etta, however, is exhausted.

Snicks had some bloodwork to check her kidneys again and see what to do about her night wetting. Etta is another story, despite the vet the rescue used stating she was healthy (don't get your vet degree at walmart people) she has a very noticable heart murmur, Cushing disease, some kidney issues, and sight loss due to old age, all on top of SEVERE dental disease. What do we say here ... bless her heart! So we are going to start off with a dental and deal with the Cushings and kidney with diet and nutrition for right now.

All I can say my Vegas friends, use Aloha Animal Hospital, anything else is a waste of your time, your dogs life and your hard earned money. A proper diagnosis from a vet that actual has brain cells and a degree is priceless.

That being said, the neglect to Etta's condition is one of the MANY reasons I decided to resign as president from LV Cocker Rescue ... which is a whole other post, and one I promise to do later (after a nap) so that everyone understands what rescue really is .... I'll temporarily step off my soapbox for now ...

Here are a few candids of the pork, all wrapped up in his blanket, struggling to free himself ...