Loose Tea

I have a neighbor who lets my dogs out at lunch.

Around lunch today, I received a call from another neighbor saying that my dogs were loose. I left work immediately.

When I arrived home, he was waiting for me with my dogs in my yard. What a kind soul.

Unfortunately, Maverick was hurt with 3 cuts on his back legs. Two seemed to be ok but one is about an inch and deeper than I'd like. I called the Vet right away. They didn't have any appointments until tomorrow and not even a Vet tech available to talk to. My neighbor with "dog skills" suggested that since he wasn't bleeding badly to wait and see before going to the Emergency Vet.

Tonight, I called the Emergency Vet who said that basically it will be a rough night whether we come in there or not, and suggested it would be ok to wait until tomorrow while keeping him quiet tonight.

This morning before work, Maverick was lying quietly against my leg as I sat pondering great thoughts. Chester laid against the other leg. My thoughts came around to how wonderful it is to have two precious beings whose greatest desire is to be near me. They are really some of the best team players I've ever seen. We travel around the house together; when I'm in the yard they come out with me; when I am in an area without them they worry.

If you would have asked even three years ago, I would have told you with great certainty that I would not lose sleep over a dog with a cut. Funny how you can feel so differently when you are actually placed in a situation.

Instead of sleeping I will sit here next to this noisy, talkative, neurotic rescue dog with separation anxiety, trying to bury myself in work so as not to make myself an emotional wreck.