They Don't Seem to Mind

What a crazy week!  When Carl gets back next week he's getting a raise!  Who knew that it took two people to take care of this crazy crew?  Okay, I knew that already, but its been confirmed more than once over the past few days! 

I don't know which dog to feel most sorry for in Carl's absence.  Maybe Sandy?  He is given 3 different types of eye drops, 3 times daily.  He's so unlike our previous boy Tanner who also had glaucoma, and he's not that easy to give them to because he won't open his eyes.  Carl has somehow figured out the trick to easily do it, but me, I think Sandy is ending up with more on his face than in his eyes...But he doesn't seem to mind...  

Maybe I should feel sorry for Sheba?  She had burs all tangled between her front leg and chest.  I noticed them on Wednesday evening.  But I forgot about them and remembered this morning to cut them out.  

She didn't seem to mind ...

Lucas also makes the list of dogs to feel sorry for.  This morning he was having a little problem breathing--He was coughing and sneezing and kept swallowing and inhaling through his mouth.  I stayed with him for a while, hoping it would pass.  It didn't, but he seemed comfortable enough so I left him alone for just a few minutes, while I took care of something else.  When I came back, Lucas had a long blade of grass sticking out his nose. 

 Of course I removed it, cleaned up his slightly bloodied nose.  He didn't seem to mind...

Another one who may deserve some sympathy is CC.  She somehow got left outside last night. But just like the dogs, she didn't seem to mind ...  

Trying to get everything done does take a lot of time.  We try to stick to a schedule and together Carl and I get the dogs fed around 8 o'clock in the evening. Even though they always get a snack when either Carl or I get home, it's still more 12 hours since their previous meal.  Last night they didn't get their snack or dinner until about 9 o'clock--They didn't seem to mind ... 

Today I'm grateful for the easy going nature of our crew.  And even though things may be out of sync this week, they don't seem to mind...

Just Me the Dogs and Cake

Carl left this morning on his trip to Kentucky and Wisconsin to see family, and our company that was here for 4 days has also gone.  I've always enjoyed people coming to visit and staying at our home--But the only requirement is an obvious one, is that they MUST be dog-lovers!   Aside from that one rule that is truly etched in stone, I try to look at the positive that my house is just a little bit cleaner than usual.  And before company arrives it's a good feeling because I've even gotten to a few things I've been meaning to do.  With a house guest it also gets me out of my routine and I get to do a few things I wouldn't normally make time for.

I also have to admit that I don't even mind the extra cooking that goes along with it.  For this visit with our friend, I made 'my special' chocolate cake.  However Carl was supposed to take the leftover cake to Kentucky  for he and my brothers to enjoy and he forgot it.  So, as the dogs who are worn out from all the activity are enjoying the peace and quiet, all I'm hearing is the cake calling to me from the kitchen.  What is a girl to do?

CarrieAnne -- It had to be Okay!

Many, many thanks to everyone who thought of CarrieAnne yesterday when she had surgery and sent good thoughts for her.  I can honestly say that I felt assurance all day that everything would 'be okay.' But I have to admit that when 4 o'clock rolled around and I'd not heard from my vet, I started to get really nervous. Thankfully about an hour later I got the call I had been waiting on letting me know that Carrie was doing  just fine; and although it was a very long surgery (more than 3 hours) she had no problems whatsoever with the anesthetic--This was because of the detailed notes made by my previous vet, the anesthesia was given differently which made all the difference.  Two hours later, I was picking up a very woozy CarrieAnne.

She had a good nights sleep and after a slow start this morning by this afternoon CarrieAnne was enjoying time outside with all of us.  This evening she ate her entire meal.

I do have to think that she's doing well in part due to the gift given to her by the Tooth-Fairy which was pain medications--What a nice gift!

One thing I've never mentioned before is that CarrieAnne had a sister named Lucy that she was very, very bonded to and who was very protective of Carrie.  Lucy waits for CarrieAnne at the Rainbow bridge, and it's days like yesterday, that I have to think that Lucy is still there watching over her sister, making sure she's okay--With that and all of your good thoughts and prayers, there really was no way that CarrieAnne's surgery could not have turned out 'okay.'

Home Alone

I'm home from work today.  I have to be honest, work and life's stressors have become a little overwhelming--And there is still plenty of week ahead with company coming this evening, again on Thursday and Carrie's surgery on Wednesday.  So rather than toughing it out at work and because I was feeling a bit snippy with everyone and not very much apathy, or empathy, I'm not sure which for patients, I decided what I needed was a day off....at home....alone...with the dogs of course.

To start our day, since I was already feeling guilty for not being at work, I decided that I would just add to those feelings and have a guilt-filled breakfast.  So Josh, Charlie, Sheba and I got into my van...

And crossed the Potomac River into Maryland...

 And went to the only place that you can buy guilt on a dollar menu...

Guilt or not, it's good to be home today!

I'm feeling a bit more like myself already.  I hope you're enjoying your Tuesday!

~Annie~