Excuses

Working full-time. A cold. Rescued a dog. Rehabbing said dog. Home addition. General familiness. Child-proofing...again. Barbie play dates. Dance lessons. (Excuses for not writing in over a week.) I know. Its lame.

So we drove to Morehead to rescue Paisley last week. She is a 2 year old Harlequin Great Dane. Because she was starving her immune system broke down and allowed mange and worms to take over her body. The lack of nutrition and illness caused her eyelids to swell and cover her eyeballs. Her vision was very limited. Already she is showing lots of improvement. She has eaten 20 pounds of dog food in 8 days, started mange treatment, is heartworm free and got spayed. IOW I have taken her to 3 vet appointments and administered multiple medications. Like most pet undertakings in a family this one has also become more work for Mama. I am really enjoying it though. 

Paisley is incredibly smart. One command and she obeys. (which is more than I can say for Q and R, love their hearts) And we can see her eyes now! That alone is pretty rewarding. She stays next to us off of a leash and I single-handedly crate-trained her. I say single-handed because D can't stand the sound of a whiny dog. He actually bought ear plugs so he didn't worry about her during the training process. If only I had had earplugs all of those years I was training him! JK, honey. Muah.


Oh, the new room looks great! Almost done and I get to decorate it. It had to be put on hold for a couple of days while D's guys went to work on jobs that actually made money. They wouldn't let me pay them in Dane.


We extended our final foster care meeting so we could finish the room and meet all of their child-proofing expectations. Did you know you have to lock up your Windex? Yup. Steak knives, prescription narcotics and even Windex. It makes me feel slightly guilty that we are more concerned for the safety of a child we have never met then our own children, but then again our kids have been taught boundaries. Most children taken by the State haven't been taught that they are special, much less that there are boundaries to respect.


I wonder if Paisley, labeled a foster dog, will be close a child who has been labeled a foster child.


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