It happened. I’ve become one of those people who actually cares about the stupid dog. I do. I care. I can’t believe that we let her get sick. The results of her urinalysis came back today with too many bacteria to count and painful crystals.
I suck at life.
I knew she was sick. I knew she was peeing every thirty seconds. I knew that she was putting off a scent at the dog park. The male dogs were all over her.
I tried to convince myself it was because she is such a pretty girl.
I mean really, who wouldn’t love that face?
Maybe it was the aggressive beavers. She’s not much of a swimmer, but she’ll get into the lake at the dog park for a drink. Those beavers are nasty, disgusting animals. I bet the lake is diseased.
Either that or I’m the worst dog parent ever.
Not possible. Not the worst. I’ve seen Animal Cops.
I’m becoming one of those stupid people who will spend piles of money on the stupid dog. I’m already jammed up that the vet only gave me a week’s worth of pain meds for her. I have to call first thing in the morning.
She’s going to gain 10 pounds because I’m comforting her with food. It works for me, so I figure it will comfort her too.
I’ve lost my mind.