Ponderings on dog faced boys, my son’s Werewolf roommate, medical weirdness, art, and an update on my own dog.

When I dropped my daughter off at school this morning she mentioned that today there will be a rally to say farewell to all of the graduating seniors. Seniors were all wearing red – the main school color. Graduation is next week. The last day of school for everyone else is June 4th.

My son Garrett ends his first year of college on June 12. After that he’ll be home for the summer (happy dance for mom time.)

This year he and his best buddy Randy (he of the orange plaid pants) lived in the dorms. They’ve found a small house to live in next year. It is sort of a cottage divided up into a rabbit warren of four bedrooms, a living area, a kitchen and a bathroom. It is cute and old and perfect for college kids. They’re excited to have two new roommates. One is a girl named Layla who lived in the dorms with them. Yes, her parents are Clapton fans. And yes, like Garrett and Randy she is a Vampire. And no romantic interest is there at all with any of the three.

So, being the mom I am, I asked about the fourth roommate.

“Bailey,” said my son.  “She is transferring in from a community college in the bay area. She’s nineteen, like us. She is really cool and wants to learn how to surf.”

Girls. Surfing. College. Boys. OK, I trust my son. I’ve raised him right. He is a sweet kid.

“What’s her major?” I had to ask. It is college so I have to ask.

“Music Composition with a minor in literature.”

“She sounds smart,” I say.

“She is really smart. Hey Mom?”

“Hey Garrett.”

“Bailey is a Werewolf.”

I have no problems with diversity. I have no problem with most Werewolves. But I don’t think my son realizes the problems that he could have living with a Werewolf.

“Garrett, are any of Bailey’s litter mates going to school with you?” Needless to say most Werewolves are multiple births like twins and triplets. Their families are tight and protective.

“Mom, mom, mom. She wasn’t born that way.”

Oh. He went on to explain that she’d been bitten and infected when she was sixteen. It was traumatic to say the least. She is getting along fine with the help of her uncle. I asked if he was also a Werewolf.

“Mom, Bailey’s uncle is a Vampire. He’s her Dad’s brother. His name is Jeff Hayes. Do you know him? He’s been a Vampire for about twenty years. They’re cool mom. Don’t worry.”

“Garrett are you sure she is really a Werewolf and doesn’t just have hypertrichosis?”

“What is hypertrichosis Mom?”

“You know, Jo Jo the Dog Faced boy.”

So I got out my old medical book and texted him a picture.

medical book

My old medical text book. It is full of all sorts of amazing and disgusting and scary things.

 

 

Jo Jo the Dog Faced Boy, aka Fedor Jeftichew.  The most famous example of someone with Hypertrichosis.

Jo Jo the Dog Faced Boy, aka Fedor Jeftichew. The most famous example of someone with Hypertrichosis.

The entire Jo Jo page.

The entire Jo Jo page.

 

 

 

As I was looking for the article about hairy boys I came across all sorts of interesting things. There were pages and pages on gunshot wounds.

gun shots

 

 

 

There are full color pages (if you have a weak stomach you might want to skip these.)

This adds new meaning to the expression "I just wanted to gnaw my leg off."

This adds new meaning to the expression “I just wanted to gnaw my leg off.”

 

 

And this. The woman with the goiter. For those who don’t know, a goiter is an abnormal enlargement of the thyroid gland. It is usually caused by the lack of iodine. That is why a lot of salt you buy in the grocery store contains iodine.

 

A woman with a large goiter. This is so sad.

A woman with a large goiter. This is so sad.

 

 

 

 

 

Then I thought about a painting. Stay with me here…

The first time I saw Bartomlomeo Vivarini’s painting of the Madonna with a Goiter I thought “WTF.” It must have been painted for a patron of the artist in the likeness of his wife or mistress. Why else would someone paint a portrait of the Madonna with a goiter?

 

Madonna with Goiter.

Madonna with Goiter.

 

 

Then I started thinking about all of the other weird and random sort of ugly and disturbing Madonna and Child paintings out there. In so many baby Jesus looks like a middle aged man. Come on guys, you don’t use Karl Malden as a model for a new born baby. Guys, please, do it right next time or think about another profession. Maybe painting babies or women isn’t your thing.

 

Mary with a mini body builder. I mean, dude, yes, you the artist. What were you thinking?

Mary with a mini body builder. I mean, dude, yes, you the artist. What were you thinking?

 

Here's looking at you kid.

Here’s looking at you kid.

 

This is wrong on so many levels.

This is wrong on so many levels.

 

I have no words for this one.

I have no words for this one.

 

The artist used his brothers Jake and Harold as models for this one.

The artist used his brothers Jake and Harold as models for this one.

 

And my favorite - Torpedo Baby!

And my favorite – Torpedo Baby!

 

 

 

 Raphael did it right.

Raphael could paint both women and babies.

Raphael could paint both women and babies.

 

 

Bernardino Lunie did it right.

 

This is so sweet. Oh my goodness. Thank you Mr. Luini for getting it right.

This is so sweet. Oh my goodness. Thank you Mr. Luini for getting it right.

 

 

Then I thought of how both art and medicine have changed, but some things stay the same. There will always be quackery and bad art.

I have a funny little medical contraption my husband Teddy brought home a few years ago. It was just for kicks and grins. Yes, thousands of these things were sold.

 

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Plug me in and charge me up baby!

 

 

So back to my son.

“No Mom, Bailey isn’t like Jo Jo. She is a real Werewolf. We’re going to help her out. We can handle it.”

 

But there are always those disturbing  images you just can't get out of your head.

But there are always those disturbing images you just can’t get out of your head.

 

 

I know it will be ok. I hope. We’ll talk about it more this summer. I hope he is prepared for full moons this fall.

 

UPDATE

Thank you to everyone who read my post about my old dog Jasmine. She is doing better these days. One day she’ll stay in one spot for twelve hours. The next day she will be jumping around like a puppy.

Juliette, I'm fine. You worry too much about me. Um, do you have any treats?

Juliette, I’m fine. You worry too much about me. Um, do you have any treats?

 

 

For all of us in my household and circle this is a time of change. I hope for good change and growth. I have a feeling summer will bring good things. Very good things.

So now… after all of that fun, I have a short story to write and some artwork I need to finish up.

Have a good weekend everyone. And stay away from the medical books.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

 

Note: I’m having problems with the formatting on this post. Ugh.

12 thoughts on “Ponderings on dog faced boys, my son’s Werewolf roommate, medical weirdness, art, and an update on my own dog.

  1. “…Here baby, there mama. Everywhere daddy daddy. Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair…” from Hair by the Cowsills. I have enough problems with ghosts, I don’t think I would want a Werewolf in the house.

    Anatomy and physiology in paintings from the Middle Ages could be quite curious.

  2. This was a quite interesting and informative post, Juliette… and jumping from subject to subject. 🙂 I loved it!
    Some of the Mary and baby paintings are seriously disturbing…
    And I’m glad to hear about your dog. I hope she’ll be doing better soon. Keep us updated.

  3. There is a reason I draw critters rather than people. People just look so creepy when you don’t get get them exactly right…

    Now I want to draw Buster with a goiter…

    • Check out the hands on the Madonna with the buffy bellied baby. Yikes. She looks like Spider Mom.

      Oh my gosh you’re making me laugh out loud thinking about Buster!

    • It always makes me laugh. Talk about weird and random. Thanks for dropping by – as always. And hey, thanks for taking in Teddy for the night. He said it was great to see you.

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