25 days
It’s been A crazy morning already. Walter was really sick (high fever, pukies, lethargy etc…) for most of the day yesterday. I’m already blaming the former Yuppie Puppie’s new, less than adequate conditions. I take the guys there for their annual haircuts and it was already long overdue, but when I walked in and saw the chaos and the mess, I just should have walked straight out. I have a really hard time following my first instinct sometimes.
Anyway, I’m certain that he caught something or other from one of the fifty or so wandering shelter dogs because Stanley had this exact same illness after he was boarded once. But, of course I’m paranoid, so I threw their newish bag of food out just in case.
As a result of all that, I’m taking my sweet time getting ready for work. I wanted to keep an eye on my Wally-bird to make sure he’s eating and drinking and at least somewhat back to himself.
So far, so good. He ate a whole can of tuna and licked an ice cube. This is a major improvement from yesteerday when he wouldn’t touch his favorite treat with a ten foot pole. Walter. Wouldn’t. Eat. Treats.
You know that shit was serious.
Ugh.
Sigh. He’s doing better. I just have to keep telling myself that.
And get in the shower!
P.S.
Lars comes home in 25 days!!!!!!!
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