I’ll say it loud and say it proud. I walked into Canterbury Elementary school this morning at 7:45 am to no lines and stepped up and voted for my man Obama. What an exciting day in history. I know I am officially old b/c I care about this election. I know there are a lot of negative things you could say about Obama, mostly about him being too green for this job, but I just truly like him. I think he comes off as classy and intelligent and articulate. He cares about the things I care about energy and education. I don’t think John McCain is horrible, but I think Sarah Palin is and I wouldn’t for a moment want her one step near the white house. One day Howard Stern said that the whole Sarah Palin thing sounded like a bad Disney movie – Hockey mom through a series of events ends up president – and I can totally picture that movie. When McCain first picked her, I thought WOW smart move, what a classy looking lady. But boy when she opened her mouth, ouch. Okay, enough about my political feelings. Go Obama. I will be on pins and needles all day waiting for the results.

I went for a run this weekend. The first time since the half marathon (yikes!!) and it felt really good. But I have been so tired and stressed out with Tai being sick that workouts have fallen by the wayside. I don’t see that getting better until this ordeal is over. But when it is I have to get back on the horse, so to speak.

It is a very sad time in the Nowac household. Taiko is not doing well and will likely not make it. He is still fighting though, he’s not ready to go. I gave him sub Q fluids, the poor man’s dialysis, all weekend and they didn’t affect his levels at all. Today I made the hard decision to leave him at the vet’s office all day for them to do a more aggressive flush on his kidney’s. It was a hard decision b/c he is really sick and gets stressed easily. He doesn’t like going to the vets and it broke my hear to lead him into that cage and turn and walk away. He doesn’t understand. And they are going to pull him out of the cage, muzzle him and wrestle him until they are able to get an IV in his leg. They already did this once last week and the IV didn’t stay in. I sooo hate to put him through it again, but it’s our last hope. And it might be too late. To some people dogs are just that, animals that live in your house. To me they are family members and Tai being sick is like my child being sick. I am so sad, I can’t stop crying. I hate having to be at work, I want to just stick by him and rub his back and wipe his mouth when he vomits. I will likely have to put him down soon and I can’t even type that without tears welling in my eyes. But he’s not ready yet, his eyes are still clear, he can get up and down the stairs and he still wags his tail and gets excited to go for a walk. Once he doesn’t come to the door when I get home or want to go for a walk, then we’ll know it’s time.