Luke gives me sad eyes because he didn’t get any breakfast this morning. His sister Cricket is off to the vet again today for more tests on her heart, so Luke will get his meal after I’ve dropped her off. I just told him that he won’t starve waiting, and that it could be far worse – he could be the one going to the vet. Cricket, ironically, just sleeps away. Her appetite has still been a bit off so missing breakfast doesn’t bother her as much. Years of experience should tell her it’s a bad omen, but she seems accepting of the inevitable.
That’s about how our month of September is going around here. We’re all out of sorts, and the dogs seem to be handling it better than I am. Foremost is the fact that Cricket’s cough from her enlarged heart has not gone away on the medication, so she is back to the vet today for more tests. I appreciate the fact that our vet wants to do the tests, and won’t just throw her on another medication that may or may not work without getting a better look at things.
That’s in spite of the fact that from what he told me after her last appointment, these tests will cost hundreds of dollars. It’s not welcome news, considering both my hubby and I will be unemployed at the end of this month. I just sigh, get out my credit card, and do what we must for our little girl.
September has been a month of turmoil, and I don’t even know what a routine is any more. Originally our jobs were supposed to end on Labor Day, but the sale of the business got postponed, so we were able to hang on for a few more weeks. My job has changed completely, ever since the beginning of August, so my duties and schedule have changed. We’ve had to push for any answers on what was going on. I used to enjoy my job when I had my regular routine, but now I feel like I’m just doing my time, waiting for the end. Every day I question if I should just be done with it, but loyalty keeps me there to be sure all the loose ends are tied up on my part.
But enough about that, this is a pet blog, after all! On top of Cricket’s health issues, Luke seems to have developed some allergies, and it’s not like I can just easily take our reactive boy to the vet, so we’ve been trying home treatments while working to figure out what’s going on. He got better for a bit, but is now biting and licking himself again. I feel pretty certain it’s seasonal, something in the air, because he got better when the weather was cool and wet, and now that it’s warm again, with the windows in the house back open, it seems to be flaring, though not as bad as the last time.
There’s been more disruptions to the routine; vet appointments for Samantha (all routine), and we had our chimney re-built. Cricket hasn’t been playing fetch as much, which is usually a daily ritual around here. I questioned the wisdom of even letting a dog with a heart condition play that hard, but most sessions have been short, and we’ll be discussing that with our vet after her tests today.
One particularly bad day at work, I came home completely frazzled. Because our chimney is on the other side of the house, and the workers parked there, I didn’t even realize they were here. I let the dogs outside, not realizing the gate was open, and one gentleman was out in the yard (the other was on the roof). It wasn’t until I heard Luke barking that I realized what was going on! They had the gate wide open, but luckily that guy was on top of things, and immediately got it closed with himself on the other side. The plus side? I learned that Luke will not go after someone, that he will bark first, which is good to know. He did bark and jump at the poor guy once he was on the other side of the gate, but it just proves that he is not aggressive, just fearful, which I know. But it’s always good to have it confirmed, and thank goodness it all went that way!
So it’s not all bad. The guineas and chickens are now co-existing peacefully in the coop and they’re getting outside more. Everyone goes in at night as they should (knock wood). My hubby has a very promising job prospect that we hope he’ll be hearing more on very soon. I am working less hours so I have more time for the animals.
I can’t seem to use that extra time productively, however, and I am hopelessly behind on everything. Nothing seems to be going right….I could go on. However, I know things will settle down and I’ll figure it all out eventually…..all I need to do is get through this month.
Like Luke with his breakfast, I know it will all go back to normal soon, even if it’s a new normal. We know that things could be far, far worse, as we see all those affected by the hurricanes in our country. I wish that made me feel better….but instead I think watching the news just brings me down more. It could be worse, and what if it is, before it gets better?
But as most long-time readers know, I am eternally optimistic. I’ve had some nice distractions in fun times with “the girls” recently, and a couple more fun days coming this month. Once my job ends, I’m going to take a couple weeks to decompress and then I will get my act together. I have lots of plans of things to do with the dogs, I just need to get my focus back. In the meantime, we’ll just keep plugging along. I keep my eyes open for the perfect job to come along, make more plans for the farm, and I’ll keep enjoying being home more (my dream is to find a work-from-home job). We’ll make the best of each day, even if we don’t know what’s coming around the bend.