Old lady walking through
At least I feel like one. This whole food poisoning thing really sucks. My husband has been really great. He let the dogs out and fed them this morning. I woke up to lots of whining and scratching. Like a good guy, he put both dogs in their crates right on schedule. I slept in and everyone had to go out.
Not fun to wake up with a horrible headache to the cacophony of whining. Dang that dog is high pitched!
Like an old lady I walked down the stairs to get some water. It took an eternity. My back and stomach muscles were cramped from being sick and I was bent over the entire trip. With some struggling I was able to get the crate back up the stairs, dragging it behind me and shuttering every time it bounced on a step. Grom, of course, decided to continue his whining in the crate upstairs. He was right next to my bed and right next to my swollen ear. As soon as he was quiet, I let him out.
Bad, naughty girl let puppy sleep on the bed. Step one on how to ruin a working dog. It was nice to have some company through this awful mess. Good dog, good teddy dog.