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I am not very smart sometimes
Sep. 12th, 2024 08:18 amto be fair, I committed to dog sitting before all the farm stuff happened, so here I am, stressed about this tiny dog I'm taking care of.
It's not Sheeba's fault, she was a puppy mill dog and so doesn't know how to dog or be normal even remotely. She's scared of many things. As far as I can tell, she hasn't drank any water since I picked her up yesterday, but maybe she snuck some last night while I was sleeping. I have multiple bowls set out for her. She gets a lot of wet food too since she has about five teeth.
Also I didn't consider how cold my house is for a tiny dog until this morning when I woke up, then I covered her with a blanket and she went back to sleep for a bit. I had put her bed on top of a blanket because I know the floor is very cold, but I guess 65f is a little chilly.
Thankfully I'm working from home today, heading to my parents tomorrow. Monday I think I will take her to work with me since she does travel in the car well. I also goofed in that my siblings and I are going to a Ren Faire saturday, but C said Sheeba could be left alone for six or eight hours and she'd be fine.
I have a pen for her to make sure she can't go for the door at my parents. She's also too short for the swamp road with it's ferns and grass and also too erratic to follow a woods path but at the farm, she'll probably have a nice time.
I'm so tired. But I should hit the point soon where I'm too tired to be stressed about stuff and then I can really get shit done. I need to make a grocery run.
Okay, to dos - take dog to park, work emails, process shallot seed a little bit, grocery store, therapy, pack, text my sister on timing for tomorrow, oh jeez, weavers guild tonight too. I have made so many choices and all of them questionable. not bad on their own, but the sum of them is ridiculous.
ETA: took Sheeba for a 45 minute walk in the nearby reserve, I think we're both feeling better now. She's sleeping in her bed and I am ready to get shit done
It's not Sheeba's fault, she was a puppy mill dog and so doesn't know how to dog or be normal even remotely. She's scared of many things. As far as I can tell, she hasn't drank any water since I picked her up yesterday, but maybe she snuck some last night while I was sleeping. I have multiple bowls set out for her. She gets a lot of wet food too since she has about five teeth.
Also I didn't consider how cold my house is for a tiny dog until this morning when I woke up, then I covered her with a blanket and she went back to sleep for a bit. I had put her bed on top of a blanket because I know the floor is very cold, but I guess 65f is a little chilly.
Thankfully I'm working from home today, heading to my parents tomorrow. Monday I think I will take her to work with me since she does travel in the car well. I also goofed in that my siblings and I are going to a Ren Faire saturday, but C said Sheeba could be left alone for six or eight hours and she'd be fine.
I have a pen for her to make sure she can't go for the door at my parents. She's also too short for the swamp road with it's ferns and grass and also too erratic to follow a woods path but at the farm, she'll probably have a nice time.
I'm so tired. But I should hit the point soon where I'm too tired to be stressed about stuff and then I can really get shit done. I need to make a grocery run.
Okay, to dos - take dog to park, work emails, process shallot seed a little bit, grocery store, therapy, pack, text my sister on timing for tomorrow, oh jeez, weavers guild tonight too. I have made so many choices and all of them questionable. not bad on their own, but the sum of them is ridiculous.
ETA: took Sheeba for a 45 minute walk in the nearby reserve, I think we're both feeling better now. She's sleeping in her bed and I am ready to get shit done
