It was almost a shock to see the sun this morning. We’ve been blanketed by thick fog the last couple of days.The result of a combination of relatively warm land temperatures surrounded by cold ocean. Today’s cooler temperatures have cleared the air.
But I’m thinking about Daisy. My last post was a story about her visit at 3:30 A.M. I thought that she was hungry and looking for a way too early breakfast. I’m now convinced that she came up to tell us that she didn’t feel well. She couldn’t tell us verbally that her stomach felt funny, but she came to us in the hopes that we could fix the problem.
You always read about the fact that dogs are pack animals and that their families become their packs. I also firmly ascribe to the belief that if you don’t plan to consider your dog part of the family that you shouldn’t adopt one.
I should have realized that something was bothering her other than hunger. She’s a Lab. She’s always hungry! That wasn’t it. We were dealing with gastric distress. Okay, diarrhea. After a day on the couch, and meals of boiled chicken and rice, and a pill that we keep on hand for such emergencies, she’s back to normal.
I make fun of the fact that she doesn’t know that she’s a dog. Maybe it’s because we don’t think of her as one. She’s family. End of discussion!