Well, that was quite a weekend. Yes, I puppy sat. Yes, I broke the dog. Really.
Little Kendall KayÂ® came over to spend the weekend with Abby and I, while her mommy, Jennyanydots, took a canoe trip with her hubby. It was all set up to be a perfect weekend. Playing with the puppies, getting some extra sleep, going to the Chiefs game, and getting some housework and yardwork done.
Friday night Abby and Kendall played for hours. They are SO in love. It was very cute, and they were crazy. Kendall kept running around in circles, and Abby would chase her, then they’d wrestle around and lick each other for a while, and Kendall would take off running again.
Here is a shot of Kendall before the incident:
This was loads of fun until about 11:30 Friday night, Kendall ran through the legs of one of my barstools. Abby followed her, but Abby was way to big to fit, so the barstool went flying. I thought it had missed Kendall, so I didn’t pay much attention. Kendall went the corner and laid down, and Abby walked to the other end of the room and laid down. It was the first time they’d stopped playing since I got home from work.
Eventually, I decided to try and entice Kendall to play some more, so I offered her a treat… and she didn’t care. She just kept laying there. So then, I got a bit worried. I helped her stand up, and she wouldn’t put her front paw on the ground. She held it up, and looked at me so sadly, as if to say “Uncle Incredipete, my paw hurts really bad…”
Of course, I freaked, and since it wasn’t even my dog, I doubly freaked. I took her through the worst rainstorm I’ve ever seen (we got 7 inches of rain in just over 4 hours) to the emergency vet. They examined her and told me it was probably nothing. Well, I don’t know much about dogs, but I’m not leaving until I have proof that the dog is ok, so I made them do an x-ray.
Of course, I was smart to ask for one, because Kendall’s paw had a little fractured bone. They splinted her up and then I became a victim of armed robbery at the cashier’s window (they actually have a guy named “Vinny” that wears dark shades and a trench coat, and points a gun at your face that works the cashier window). I finally gave them enough money (in the form of what we here in Kansas like to call a “Bad Check”) and they allowed me to leave, with the puppy. With orders to keep her inactive for 2 days.
Here is a picture of Kendall after the incident:
That meant the logistics of dogsitting got a whole lot more tricky. I couldn’t have her and Abby in the same room, because they went nuts around each other. So I took care of one, then the other. Back and forth… It was very emotionally draining, trying to give them both the attention they needed.
When I went to the Chiefs game on Saturday, Jennyanydots finally called me and I told her my tale of irresponsibility and begged her forgiveness. I went the extra mile with the emergency vet in hopes that Jenny will give me another chance in the future to watch little Kendall.
When I got home after the game, Kendall had made a pile in her kennel, and then apparently rolled around in it, and smeared it all over the cage. She was frantically trying to get out of the stinky stinky cage. I took her out (holding her at arm’s length) and took her directly to the bathtub. She had a cast, so I had to hand wash her with washclothes rather than filling up the tub. It was exciting… Then I locked her in my bedroom while I took her kennel outside to hose it down. I had to run a load of laundry with her towels and stuffed toys, and finally got her put to bed.
Sunday, Jenny and her hubby picked up Kendall, and everything seemed to be ok. Abby was glad to have me all to herself again. My friend SB was in town, and I hadn’t seen her in several weeks, so we went to a movie, which by the way, was pretty retarded.
I-robot was the film. It started out with some promise, even though the robots were pretty fake looking. It looked like it was going to be a good action film, and then it suddenly and without warning turned into a social commentary on the evils of mankind. I wanted to gag. If you’re one of those blockheads that think the only thing wrong with the world is human beings, then you would love this movie. Otherwise, save your money.