Domestic Geek

Sorry, there will not be posts for a few days. My dog is really ill. She won't even drink dog food run through the blender and I had to hold her behind off the ground today so she could pee. Marcus is going to make a vet appointment for Friday. I wish I could say I had hope that this will turn out all right, but I don't. I doubt the next few days are going to be good ones, so I need to take a little break from this. It just isn't that important right now.

Ursa is not doing well. Marcus noticed that she hasn't been eating. It got to the point where she wouldn't eat a Meaty Bone dog treat or even her favorite ice cubes. I half exected to find her dead when I got home today. I've been a wreck the last couple of days. I stopped at PetSmart on the way home from work today and bought some small dog treats, some vitamins, and a couple of cans of soft dog food. I ran the hard dog food through the coffee grinder, mixed it up with a can of soft stuff, and have been spoon-feeding her all afternoon. She actually just ate a cookie, too. I hope she just had a little bug or something. She keeps losing control of her back legs, though. I hope that's just from being weak from not eating and the heat. I had to pick her up again to get her back in the house when she went out to go potty. I can tell she's lost a lot of weight. If she gets over this hump, I'm going to have to have Marcus help me build her a ramp to get in and out. I don't think she needs to be dealing with those stairs all the time.

She seems a lot perkier than yesterday. All she wanted to do was sleep on the comforter I put on the floor for her. Today she actually begged for a piece of the hamburger I made myself for lunch. I know she's an old dog, but I'm just not ready to let her go yet.

When I got to work on Tuesday, neither store had enough stuff on hand for me to do the prep I was supposed to do. I got to sit on my ass for over two hours while I waited to go to school. I wish I had had my laptop on me. I couldn't even start on this week's school project because it hadn't been assigned yet. I knew generally what to do and jotted down a few ideas, but couldn't actually start it as the format hadn't yet been discussed. So, I haven't gotten caught up yet on prep and I don't really care. If I don't get caught up until Saturday, so be it. Losers.

Well, guess I better get back to my school work. We have to make storyboards for television commercials for Campbell's soup. Whee!!! We have to complete two, I'm still on my first one, and our final exam is on Friday as well. No sleep for me the rest of the week. Yay!

I'm really worried about the big dog. She's not limping anymore, but now she's not eating or pooing. She won't even take a dog treat cookie. I hope she's not going to die soon. She's almost 12 years old and that's old for a large breed dog like a Malamute, but still, I don't want to lose her. I decided if she doesn't eat by tomorrow, I'll buy her some soft food to see if it is the fact that maybe she can't chew. *sigh*

My poor old big dog, Ursa. I think she either twisted or sprained her leg. She was fine when I got home yesterday about 4:30 and she was still fine when I went bed. By the time Marcus got home after 7, she couldn't walk on it and you could tell she was really in pain. She's almost 12 years old and she has a touch of arthritis. Sometimes she just falls while she's walking along for no reason. I feel so bad for her, sometimes. When I let her outside at 2 this morning, she got down the stairs just fine but then couldn't get back up them to get into the house. I ended up having to carry her. That's when I knew she was really having trouble because normally she hates to be picked up. I think it just doesn't happen enough for her to be used to it as she weighs over 100 lbs. She seemed almost relieved that I carried her. My poor baby. To make matters worse, our other dog, Skippy, is a total dork and he's always dancing all around. He keeps knocking her over. *sigh*