What Your Pets Wont Tell You

Toto, were not in Arizona anymore.

May 25

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Day 11-18  6:49pm, from the office

Monday morning I woke up on my air mattress and  thought I had been transported to New Hampshire. Holy !@?!&@ it is freezing in here! I was so cold I refused to get off my floatation devise and go pee. It is official I am definitely a desert rat. It was only 7:30am and even though I didn’t have to get up I was awake. All right fine, I’ll get up. Ever so unwillingly I squeezed out from under the covers and staggered to the bathroom. Once cleaned up and presentable I said my goodbyes and headed for home.
The drive home was fairly uneventful except for my stop at Starbucks (in Beaumont) and the thing that happened in Palm Springs. Andy doesn’t know about it yet so shoosh! Oh get your minds out of the gutter. I got a ticket. Damn cops! Don’t they have a real job to do? Maybe I should be on Americas Most Wanted for doing 84mph in a 70mph. Ooohh! What a rebel I am! It friggin figures so between gas, food, hotel and now the ticket I pretty much drove to California and back and judge the show for free. Ugh! No wonder I’m broke!

I arrived home from Cali just in time to give two riding lessons and then Pretty much passed out. I am seriously getting to old for this crazy life The next time the person at the grocery store whines about how they’ve worked six days in a row I may jump over the counter and commit murder.

Remember earlier I was telling you about the foreshadowing? Well, here we are. Now Tuesday morning started out fine and at about 10am the worst stomach ache in history set in. It pretty much put me down for the whole day. I’ve always had a sensitive stomach and it isn’t unheard of for it to set me back a few hours but this was a bit extensive. I will save you the details but they weren’t pretty. Wednesday I was functional again but my stomach was on high alert. You know the feeling that one wrong kibble and you will be whirling down the hallway faster that you can say, “Oh S%#@*!”. I minded the warnings and stuck to bland food but Thursday morning about 9am right in the middle of my house of seven dogs my tummy struck again. It was all I could do between bathroom breaks and cramps to finish the visit. You see I can’t leave the dogs outside unattended as we have all kinds of wildlife out here that will turn a small dog like Mercedes here  into a meal on wheels, so when the cramps hit I had to flush them all inside and into there kennels and make a run for it. Ugh! Turns out my additional symptoms got pretty ugly, so off to the Dr. I went on Thursday afternoon. I must say I really felt like a hypochondriac at this point and even made excuses to the Dr for my reason for being there. Boy was I surprised when he actually looked concerned and sent me to a gastric specialist. Really? So, Friday I moseyed over to see the specialists PA, were she tells me it’s probably just irritable bowl, but that my symptoms have bought me a ticket to a colonoscopy. Ya, I don’t think so. The idea of someone looking around in my be-hind with a camera seems wrong in so many ways. That is definitely a no fly zone. I think I’m feeling better already! Isn’t my life enough of a reason?

The early part of the week I heard about the EHV-1 issue. Now you have to realize that I live in cutter row, Rio Verde AZ. We are surrounded by people like Al Dunning and Mike Woods. Nothing like being right at ground zero. So, I decided to attended a meeting at a local vet hospital about EHV-1 on Wednesday night. It was the craziest thing. We, as in all 200 or so attendees, were crammed into two tents as the rain pored down and the speakers kept screeching. About 10 minutes into the meeting the speaker, ie the vet, realized you have to stand behind the speakers not in front of them. Standing in front causes interference and the screeching. The only thing that made it tolerable was the two three tier trays of cookies and pastries in the front lobby . Damn the tummy issues! You only live once and the bathrooms were close. We received some valuable info and were sent along our way. Basically, no one in or out and wash your hands. Oh ya, and cross your fingers.

The rest of my week was fairly par for the course. A few riding lessons with my horsy students, but most of it was spent at the house of seven dogs cleaning kennels and feeding. How can you deny that face? All he wants to do is sunbathe.As the new week starts we are gearing up for the holiday weekend. It won’t be hotdogs and beer for us here at The Animal’s Kingdom, but Weiner dogs and peepee. However, we have to smile because summer is right around the corner and Memorial Day kicks off our season of not being broke. Here’s to a busy and profitable summer full of lots of sitting for the little critters of the Phoenix metro area. Come one come all to The Animal’s Kingdom!