A Long Weekend

I’m worn out and blue and I hardly know where to start. I guess I’ll start it here with Kelly. You remember me gushing about this adorable Chow Chow that reminds me so much of Sugar. She had a deposit put on her during our Black Friday sales event and I worried the rest of the weekend whether or not I had steered the right family towards her. Well, she recently tested positive for heartworms and her soon-to-be family couldn’t handle that and voided the adoption.

Kelly (ID: 41522)

As much as I’d like to adopt Kelly myself, there is no way I can bring her home with me. Charlie and I had another energy sapping incontinence weekend-long episode with Tippi. We just can’t handle any more. Basically, the straw that broke the camel’s back came about 3 AM Sunday morning when Charlie found Tippi in the music room on the futon and her diaper had leaked. This was after he had spent most of Saturday laundering bedding and steam cleaning our bed because of a huge diaper leaking episode. So, nothing like discussing a major life issue in the wee hours of a Sunday morning.

With Tippi we’re currently trying Wee-Wee Pants, a disposable doggie diaper, and have plans to see what the vet school has to offer in the way of diagnosis and treatment. As for Kelly, I’m going to check our Christmas budget and see if I can help fund her treatment. The vet school does offer the treatment for cost of medication, but it still puts a damper on a dog’s adoptability.

Saturday I put my new plan in to place to spend a couple of hours at the WCAC writing doggie biographies. It takes more time that you might think, but I had a good time. Some of my time got sucked up taking photos of the dogs I was meeting to get some inspiration for their biographies. Finally, about 12:30 I was finished writing and printing. I went out to the floor to put out two last kennel cards and got stopped and asked a question. And then another question. And then a whole passel of questions. Oh, and then I got sucked into the cat room and helped two families find new kittehs. I tried to help one woman find her lost cat and got in trouble with staff ‘cause we were in the room with the feral cats. And then I was back to helping with dog adoptions again.

Finally, around 2:30 I pulled a “Vinzini” – pointing into the distance exclaiming “what in the world is that?” – and made a run off the floor.  I headed out the door to a southern snow storm (I do love driving in the snow). They cancelled the band we were going to see in Durham at the Blue Note Grill, but by that time we had a hankerin’ for their ribs and dirty rice so we went anyway

It was a nice snow. And I had fun at the WCAC that day. But I wish I would have gotten the Christmas tree put up. I’m one of those folks that no matter what, I need a Christmas tree with all the lights. Well, there’s always next weekend.

Jackson (ID: 44574)

Magoo (ID: 44856)

Tigress (ID: 44761)

Tootsie (ID: 44589)

And another Black Friday dog is back at the WCAC ... if you missed out on adopting Karl he's back and looking as good as ever.

Karl (ID: 38025)