Its 11pm and I have literally just sat down since getting up at 7am unless you count sitting on the checkout at work. I am tired, my back has been aching so I have taken extra painkillers (not above prescribed doses just to the limit) which means I feel queasy. I debated not posting at all especially as I can’t remember what it was I intended to post about today.
However I decided to just pop on and say hello, and let some random thoughts escape.
First I have yet again emailed FB as my account is still in limbo, I now wonder if anyone even reads the emails or if the automated response deletes them as it goes along. It is strange such a large company should have such poor customer service okay I know they are free but surely the fact people pay them to advertise at us should ensure we are actually able to see the adverts.
I need to ring the vets in the morning for my old man Bors, he started shaking his head a few weeks ago but then stopped after a day or so I assumed he had just had a grass seed in his ear and had shook it loose until a couple of days ago when he started aganin but this time far worse, now tonight with each shake he is yelping, I don’t know if he has an ear infection or something in there but he won’t be happy going to the vets. Boris is my aging rescue dog, my sister was working in the kennels and we had lost a dog a few weeks before and I was not looking to replace him. I was meeting her from work but got there early so she suggested that my then 8 year old daughter and I look round and we saw him. An 8 weeks old bundle of fluff sat looking up at us, there were two other puppies in with him but he chose us. I still was not getting him I didn’t have enough cash and knew I wouldn’t be back over at my mums for a few weeks in which time he would have found a home but my sister hadn’t bought my daughter a birthday present for her birthday a week earlier, she paid for him then and there from her wage (I did pay her most of it back it would have been way to generous a pressie in her situation) because my sister could vouch for us they waived the home visit as the other two puppies actually were due to be collected the next day and he would have been alone and he came home with us.
That was 11 years ago, until recently he was still mentally that same puppy but over the last year I have watched him slow down, just before the monster was born our other dog collapsed and had be put to sleep and after mourning he had settled into being the only dog, the arrival of the puppy was a concern. At first he wasn;t happy to have a little yapping puppy swing off the end of his tail but he has accepted him and they are now a terrible twosome and until today were getting on great. With the fact he is obviously in pain he is laying alone as I type well except for my jumper I have just noticed he has pinched to cuddle and he looks old again the new lease of life the puppy had given him seems to have drained away. I know that it will probably only require a few drops to solve this problem but it brings home that my time with him is limited, there will soon come illnesses that cannot be so easily remedied and that one day I shall have to say goodbye.
I have always had pets but it never gets any easier but until that time I shall cherish every day I am given with him a little more. Sorry it got a little depressing but thats what I am thinking at the minute.