Today, Kate is just exhausted. She spent all day yesterday fretting at home....alone. Paulette and I left at 7:30 a.m. to take Jack and Sam to the vet for stomach tacking surgery. It didn't occur to me that Kate has never been without company before. She barked and cried and barked some more. She was in quite a snit when Ron stopped home around noon and discovered the racket. So, today, I brought her to work with me and Jack, too, where I could keep an eye on him as he recovers.
When I took this photo, I glanced over at the painting above my bookcases and noticed how similar the surroundings and the pose itself was to Kate's office lounging. Life imitates art, except that Kate is On the leather chair instead of BESIDE the chair. Ha.
Jack and Sam enjoyed the hour drive to the "Cleveland" clinic. We expected some romping around in the van, so, we put Jack in the middle seat and Sam in the back. It turns out that they were much more interested in looking out the window than looking at each other! In fact, Jack sat in the front beside Paulie, who was driving. I sat in the back seat and Sam sat in the rear of the van. When we got there, we tried to fill out the forms while holding tight to the leashes.
This was almost impossible to do! We learned that of all dogs that get bloat that results in stomach torquing, standard poodles are the most prevalent. Poor Beau. Poor Louie.
The clinic was really nice. We used the gps to there, then headed to the east side of Cleveland to have lunch at Nordstrom's. Wine included. I'm pretty sure we were the only ones there toasting to the successful surgery of our dogs. Paulette ruefully remarked that the reason we would not be vacationing in Europe, or spending 6 weeks in Puerto Rico to escape winter, or taking an Alaskan cruise was because between the two of us we had spent that amount on our dogs in the last two months. She had a point. We decided we really didn't want to go to Europe anyway and warm weather is over rated, too. In fact, snuggling next to our dogs is pretty warm and we don't have to struggle with crowded planes and time change issues and other travel hassles.
I still can't believe I have a BFF with the same crazy priorities as mine. Case in point: after our RELAXING lunch at Nordie's, we headed to TJ Maxx to kill some time before we could pick up the pups. We didn't buy anything, after all, we were facing some pretty daunting vet bills, but, as Paulette texted me it was time to leave, she said, I wish we had at least another hour here to look around. My thoughts exactly. How weird is that.
Both dogs are pretty slow today. You could say we have DRUGGED dogs instead of drug dogs.No matter. We are so relieved to not have to worry about death from bloating for Jack and Sam. Prince, Paulette's other standard poodle, will be headed there soon, nixing another ideas of world travel for awhile longer.