For a while now, I've been writing up blog posts the day or evening before and setting them to publish the next morning, so often they're not quite as up to date as they sound. When I put together last Friday's post, for instance, I thought we were in for a calm, uneventful long weekend. And perhaps by putting that in print, I tempted fate a little too much.
Ruthie started barking at about 3 a.m. on Friday. It was annoying, but I didn't think much of it; sometimes a noise outside will spook her, and there's been a lot of heavy snow falling off the roof above the room where we keep her crate, so I figured she'd been startled awake. When I came downstairs shortly after 6, though, I realized that was not the case. She'd been sick overnight, and I found a piece of thin plastic (it looked like a piece of a disposable cup) in her crate. Clearly she'd eaten it and it had upset her stomach, and the barking had been her way of trying to alert us that something was wrong. Thankfully I was able to get a same-day appointment at our vet practice, where they gave her subcutaneous fluids and some anti-nausea meds. Though she was still wary of the other people in the office, she was a real trooper and did so well while we were there, which was a big relief. I'm happy to report that she was totally fine after that, though clearly the whole ordeal was a lot for her because she was very slow on our midday walk and then crashed and took a long nap when we got home.
I'd like to say that she's learned her lesson, but she's still trying to eat anything that looks like it might be food that she encounters on the street, and as the melting snow has revealed all sorts of nasty things, I am being more vigilant than ever.
On the plus side, it was still a quiet weekend, and Saturday was really gorgeous. Because of all the Ruthie drama, I didn't get to exercise (other than walking her) or even shower until bed on Friday, so I went for a run Saturday morning. It was sunny and downright warm -- we hit 51ºF for a high, I believe -- so the snow and ice were doing some major melting. There were a lot of people out running, some of them doing marathon training. Ruthie and I had some good walks and ran into some other dogs, and we had a relaxing afternoon. The Mister and I are now well past the point where Valentine's Day is a big deal. We exchanged cards and he got me some chocolate, and that was it -- and that was just fine with me. Molly had one of her friends sleeping over, so we got some pizza and I made a salad, and we had some brookies that Molly baked on Friday for dessert. Our Saturday evening was spent folding laundry and making our meal plan and grocery list. And I put in some time on my second cowl sample:
I'm on my second repeat of the color sequence, and I think it'll go a little faster now that I've settled on the colors and the order.
Yesterday wasn't as warm and was a bit rainy, but it was still a quiet day. I made a barbecue brisket for later in the week, and she napped while I read and worked on my Melt the ICE Hat.
| All hats now must be measured in Ruthies. |
Molly is home with me again today, and other than taking her to a dentist appointment and work, I've got nothing else on the schedule. We're all hoping that this week brings better things. At the very least, it's going to bring some more warm temperatures, so perhaps the rest of the snow will leave us!




