So what you are saying, if we were on one of those islands, and came back here, we would have a day between Saturday and Sunday. Making every weekend 3 days.
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My dog must have gotten bitten by something the other night. Ever since then she refuses to go outside. She runs when we open the door. DH has to carry her out and stand out there with her. She will barely poop and/or pee and then runs inside. She's terrified to go out.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I think something bit her. Every time we call OUTSIDE the other dogs run to the back door. She USED TO run to the back door. Now she runs to her kennel and sits in front of it. She'd rather be kenneled than go outside at this point.
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
It's exactly twenty minutes to midnight here so I'm bumping the Sunday thread!
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“You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I'll rise!” ― Maya Angelou
I'm so tired today. I'm going to stay home and wash clothes and just have a normal day today. My poor dog practically attacks me every night when I get home because I haven't been home much this week.
I checked my pedometer today and I've walked over 10 miles this week. And now I'm feeling it. Tomorrow will be a big day - mom is being moved to the rehab center at another hospital.
I'm so tired today. I'm going to stay home and wash clothes and just have a normal day today. My poor dog practically attacks me every night when I get home because I haven't been home much this week.
I checked my pedometer today and I've walked over 10 miles this week. And now I'm feeling it. Tomorrow will be a big day - mom is being moved to the rehab center at another hospital.
Aww TLC, you need a hug and some "me" time.
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IKWTDS, thanks. Hopefully when she gets to the rehab center things will be able to get back to normal somewhat. She will be in physical therapy/occupational therapy 3 hours a day, and she will sleep a lot in between, so hopefully evenings will be when we go see her.