Today is a day of feeling uninspired and just generally blah. Does anyone else ever have days like that? Not about running or working or cleaning or cooking. But, about ALL OF IT.
I think part of the problem is the carpet cleaning guys were supposed to come early, so I couldn’t get in a workout. They came late, which meant waiting around all day and then dealing with the mess. I am kind of not so good without my workout.
Old three legged, one eyed Lucky dog didn’t like it either.
Lucky probably realized he would be in trouble when the cleaning guy said that when they cleaned the area where he (the dog, not the cleaning guy) usually craps, the house might reek because of the steam. Just what I love. A humid, steamy house that smells like dog poop. Lucky probably also doesn’t like how these guys keep trying to sell me stuff. I mean you are already paying hundreds of dollars and they want you to do one more room or add in one more layer of freaking Scotch Guard. Lay off.
I do love my little doggie and I worry about him. A lot. I don’t think you realize until you are a pet owner how attached you get to these creatures.
Lucky has issues. He’s about 14 or 15 now. We adopted him ten years ago with only three legs. A couple years ago he had to have an eye removed due to a cataract gone bad (If I ever have a band I will call it “Cataract Gone Bad”). A few months ago he started coughing and an x-ray showed a mass in his lungs. We also know he is in kidney failure. On top of that, you can add in that he shits in the house and is pretty much deaf. He sees okay out of the one eye, but not great. Can you say ticking time bomb?
You all are probably screaming, “Put him down already! My God what do you need a formal invitation?” But when it is your dog and he has been a member of the family for so long, you don’t want to let go. You want to know that you made the right decision at the right time. You don’t want to hold on too long, but you don’t want to give up too soon. You want your kids to be at peace with the decision.
Day by day he’s doing okay. He’s coughing more and more, but he still follows me everywhere and has a voracious appetite (which becomes a problem when the kids will not stop throwing away banana peels and candy wrappers in their trashcans. Damn kids). Also, sometimes he is delusional and barks at the bookcase. Maybe he’s seeing dead people or the white light.
What to do. I don’t know. One day at a time. I think I will know when it is the day to say goodbye.
Carpet guys are done. No time to workout before picking up the kids. Thinking about hot yoga tonight. Sounds like a plan.
Have you dealt with end of life issues with a pet? Lucky is the first dog that was ever my own. I remember putting our dogs down when I was young. But, it is different when you are an adult and the primary pet owner. It is up to you to make the decision. Having pets is great but this part of it sucks balls.
What happens to your mood when you miss a workout?