I had to make sort of an emergency trip to take care of my daughter's dogs. Her mother and father in law had paid for a huge family vacation to Disney and it's been scheduled for over a year. Couple days before the trip, my daughter's dog, Sadie, has a seizure and kept over night to start her on phenobarb. Probably a brain tumor. Neighbors were going to come in a couple times a day to take care of the dogs, but Sadie could not be left alone and my son in law was going to have to stay behind to take care of her so I went to take care of her. Yes, he was very grateful.
Poor Sadie, disoriented and groggy and when she was awake she'd do this pre-seizure activity but never went into a full seizure. They also put her on prednisone so all she wanted to do was drink water (well, she wanted to eat a lot too but that's her). Her disorientation, she'd have accidents whenever she was waking up so the first couple days, all I did was wash cushion covers, blankets and towels. I finally went out and got some big black trash bags and covered all the cushion with the bags, and then a blanket - easier to wash just the blankets. It did make me feel good that when I got there she was excited and knew who I was - even my grand doggies love when I visit.
But I tell ya, they kept me busier than babysitting any of the grandkids.
I had access to their computer but couldn't remember any of my passwords to get on anything, so a week with no computer. I got some crocheting done, though. And her house is clean with new shower liner, new toilet paper and towel holder in downstairs bathroom - happened to have them in my car. Fridge cleaned out, all laundry done, dishwater empty, whatever needed done. She reminds me of me at that age - still kind of learning how to take care of the house.
I had my grandson stay down here to take care of my dogs. I don't like leaving them. I can tell Cubbie was left outside for long times because my fairy garden is scattered everywhere, the gate I use to block Cubbie is down, and outside is just a mess. So I can tell she got antsy out there. Inside not much better - just messy and a few little dog poops to clean up from Milkbud. So now I'll be cleaning my apartment. Oh - and I had given my grandson money to buy himself a carton of drinks - he didn't - he drank the 12 pack I had just opened and put in the fridge. I keep Mountain Dews down here for my grandsons, but I drink Diet Dr Pepper. That's why I don't like leaving my animals - no one is going to take care of them (or my apartment) the way I do and I always am a bit upset when I get home.
Poor Sadie, disoriented and groggy and when she was awake she'd do this pre-seizure activity but never went into a full seizure. They also put her on prednisone so all she wanted to do was drink water (well, she wanted to eat a lot too but that's her). Her disorientation, she'd have accidents whenever she was waking up so the first couple days, all I did was wash cushion covers, blankets and towels. I finally went out and got some big black trash bags and covered all the cushion with the bags, and then a blanket - easier to wash just the blankets. It did make me feel good that when I got there she was excited and knew who I was - even my grand doggies love when I visit.
But I tell ya, they kept me busier than babysitting any of the grandkids. I had access to their computer but couldn't remember any of my passwords to get on anything, so a week with no computer. I got some crocheting done, though.
And her house is clean with new shower liner, new toilet paper and towel holder in downstairs bathroom - happened to have them in my car. Fridge cleaned out, all laundry done, dishwater empty, whatever needed done. She reminds me of me at that age - still kind of learning how to take care of the house.I had my grandson stay down here to take care of my dogs. I don't like leaving them. I can tell Cubbie was left outside for long times because my fairy garden is scattered everywhere, the gate I use to block Cubbie is down, and outside is just a mess. So I can tell she got antsy out there. Inside not much better - just messy and a few little dog poops to clean up from Milkbud. So now I'll be cleaning my apartment. Oh - and I had given my grandson money to buy himself a carton of drinks - he didn't - he drank the 12 pack I had just opened and put in the fridge. I keep Mountain Dews down here for my grandsons, but I drink Diet Dr Pepper. That's why I don't like leaving my animals - no one is going to take care of them (or my apartment) the way I do and I always am a bit upset when I get home.
