Yesterday was a roller coaster of a day. As soon as I woke up I knew something was off with B. When I left her she did not want to play or eat breakfast and she was whining at me like she was trying to tell me something and I just could not understand. I feared she may be in pain, but I couldn’t pinpoint a problem.
Does this look like the face of a happy puppy?
No, no it doesn’t. So I planned to come home at lunch and see if she was feeling any better. She tends to get sassy and boss me around in the morning when she’s not getting enough exercise/attention, so I couldn’t rule that out. During lunch I got her to eat most of her breakfast and take a lap around the block, but something was still off. One/both of her back legs seemed to be bothering her, so I took pictures and videos of her walking, but still no real conclusions.
When I got home from work at the end of the day she didn’t even greet me at the door after I called her a couple times. At this point I was terrified of what I was about to find. I found her laying on the couch acting like she couldn’t get up (so much relief, and then worry again). Then I was worrying that we were dealing with some sort of torn ligament, a bunch of astronomical vet bills… something that only B could pull off.
Long story short, we ended up at the vet and left with an antibiotic and some pain meds. The cause of the problem? A gland infection. If you have a dog, you may know what I’m talking about… if you don’t have a dog, you don’t want to know. So we will just leave it at that, and hope for a speedy recovery for my furry little drama queen.
On a side note – I’ve heard many people compare dog’s personalities to their owners. Don’t get me wrong, I love the little B dog more than anything… but she is one sensitive, finicky, little girl. Should I wonder about what this says about me??
Due to all of this madness, I did not go for my planned run… again. Life has just not been very conducive to training for this half marathon lately. And to top it all off my right knee has been hurting when I bend it. I can only guess that I have been sitting on it weird at work (it’s always the strangest things that cause injuries). Maybe a rest day was just what it needed.
On a brighter note, I received a Fabletics order in the mail and I am pretty pumped about this saweeet headband:
I am a terrible selfie-taker. But maybe that’s not something to be ashamed of? The headband is super comfortable and it doesn’t seem to slide around too much. The only problem is I feel like it’s too nice to work out in! But I’m sure I will get over that pretty quickly.
Have a great day!