We have a 1,000 gallon propane tank and then a 250 gallon tank. The large one is for the house and the small one for our shop. I painted the large one years ago, trying to make it look like a watermelon, not liking the plain white of the tank.
Yesterday two guys came to top off our tanks. One of them really liked the way I painted this, my husband told me. Made my day. :0)
I wish we could just call the delivery guys directly. The company went with a call center overseas somewhere. I ordered the propane on the 28th, going through the phone tree, which they had changed and was very confusing. I wrote a post on the 28th, whining about how long it took for me to order. I stressed that we had two tanks and needed both of them topped off. That message didn’t get through. Thankfully, these guys went ahead and filled both, though that wasn’t on their service ticket.
They came while we were at the vet with Amber. Thankfully, he left a message on our phone. I returned his call, leaving a message answering his questions, telling him what we needed, and saying I hoped he would come ahead, since we would be here the rest of the day.
We don’t usually buy propane until November, but we wanted to take advantage of the sale they were having and didn’t want to worry about not being able to get a fill up when we needed it, or the prices having jumped to something completely astronomical.
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Amber had an accident on her bed, something she almost never does, a couple of days ago. When she did it again yesterday, we took her to the vet along with a sample of some pee with a bloody tinge. He ran the sample, gave Amber an antibiotic shot, and some pills for a bladder infection.
This morning Amber had been sick on the floor around her bed. I cleaned that up and let the cat in before feeding Amber. I happened to come into the utility room where Amber’s bed is, and found Abby, our cat, on Amber’s bed in a funny position. I moved her, catching her in the act of peeing on the bed – something she never does – a blood-tinged pee.
I called the vet’s office. We will
1) stop the pills with Amber, and
2) bring Abby for an appt at the vet Monday morning. Apparently, it is SHE who is having the problem. The lady at the vet said we could bring back the rest of the pills for Amber for a refund.
Yesterday was a stressful and expensive day for us. Luckily, we are all still in one piece. Hopefully, we can clear up Abby’s problem. She is 14 now and has other health issues.
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