Of course, there was drama involved, as well. First off, let me say that I love dogs, but having to walk a dog two to three times a day can be a chore, especially when you’re tired, hot, and busy. I felt bad for HH’s dog, he was home alone, and he’s such a good pup. He really missed his family, so I felt like it was really important to keep him company. It didn’t help that the weather was either pouring rain or scorching hot, but you do what you have to do.
One thing that complicated the scene was that one of her cats (she has three) is fairly old and having some health issues. The entire time that they were away there was some concern that the cat would have to be put to sleep, and I for one did not want to be the one to do it. He’s a really nice cat, too. Being old and sick, he didn’t really go out much, or for that matter, move. We brought food and water to him, and tried to make him comfortable. He seemed okay, just tired and weary. Every time we arrived at their house, we crossed our fingers and hoped to find him alive, which we did.
In the end, he made it through, and with HH’s return, his spirits seemed to rise and he even started going outside. For a cat, you can’t beat that. It was during this time that we also watched our neighbor, the H’s, cat and fish, not to mention the P’s. Now that everyone’s back (whew!), we can resume our usual crazy schedule, which at least doesn’t involve life and death decisions regarding pets, which is fine by me.
Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Jamie Frith for the pic.