Weekend? What weekend?

Uuuggghh, what a weekend.  Ash had been unwell since about Tuesday; not especially sick, but a bit of a cold and snotty nose.  Then we had night dramas- I was sure it was tummy pain as he was passing lots of wind and pulling his legs up.  He went to daycare on Wednesday and Thursday and had great days, he had developed a minor cough, but he was not unhappy, and even the snot was not so bad.  

But Friday was a very very challenging day.  He was just out of sorts the whole day.  About mid afternoon, his breathing started to sound very wheezy.  Come the middle of the night, he was coughing and screaming and so unsettled we had no idea what to do.  His breathing was starting to sound worse and worse.  The locum came out to look at him, and then told us to go to the hospital as his breathing was not good.  So, off to the hospital we went at 2am in the morning.  We were seen pretty quickly.  They confirmed that Ash was working hard to breathe however luckily he was getting enough oxygen.  But to keep a close eye on him and if it got worse, to come back.  

On Saturday morning at about 11am, we ended up back at the hospital again.  They gave him ventolin (a process he absolutely hated, poor love!) all day and all night.  His blood pressure was very elevated as he was labouring so much to breathe, but all other stats were ok after he received the initial lot of ventolin.  Anyway, both Ash and I arrived home this morning at about 10am.

Which brings me to our other dilemma.  Cinder.  She is such a beautiful dog but she couldn’t handle Ash’s yelling and screaming.  It really scared her.  And unfortunately, she just didn’t seem to be happy here.  She became so stressed when left alone, & other times, even with all of us at home, she couldn’t settle.  She was used to having other dogs as company and only one main carer.  I think she was confused that both Paul and I were around all day, and she really missed another dog to do doggie stuff with.  Paul couldn’t come to the hospital with us both times as we were so scared that Cinder would body slam the back door and cut herself.  It just didn’t seem fair for her; she really is a gorgeous dog.

So, after speaking to the adoption program coordinator, everyone decided that she needs a family with another dog, and only one carer.  I took her back to her foster home & she seemed so happy to be back with her foster family.  It was a 3 hour round trip though, so I didn’t get back until 2.30 this afternoon.

That is why I feel like the weekend has just been a blur!

Thankfully, our little bubba is doing much better now, although his cough is really bad and I’ve been told he is still contagious so we will be housebound this week I think.  He is such a sweetheart- he charmed all the nurses at hospital.  His voice is so gruff & I think he likes the sound of it, as he’s started to do this very very cute little humph with a smile- it sounds evil- but cute!!!!!!!!

Furry baby

We potentially have a new family member- Cinder.  She is a black greyhound who has retired from the racing life.  She is beautiful.  She is calm and very affectionate.  So far she has been extremely well behaved.  She is definitely a different dog to Jasper…she is a pleasure to have around, although she is rather huge & her tail is a weapon!  Ash loves her & has a huge smile on his face whenever he sees her…..

We’ll see how we go- we have a 2 week trial & then we have to let the Greyhound Adoption Program know our decision.

Oh & yes I do realise how comical it is to have both Ash and Cinder in our household!  But that’s her name, & I’m not about to change Ashie’s name either!

Sitting here…..

Just thinking about all the thoughts in my mind that I need to harness and put down into words!

Some things to update…..my hair is now brown again.  I don’t know why on earth I ever decide to dye it blonde as inevitably the novelty wears off in 2 weeks.  I just get bored with it being so plain old brown and boring.  But anyway, now I’m back to being brown and it doesn’t feel boring at all!

Today I bought some new shirts.  This is the first purchase of new clothes I have made in a very long time.  I can’t remember the exact date but I did complete the challenge I set.  No new clothes for spring or summer.  Unfortunately, this whole ethical fashion challenge has kind of backfired.  Instead of feeling empowered and enthused about trying to support green, ethical fashion, I find myself feeling completely deprived, longing for something brand new, I don’t care where the clothing comes from and how it was made- oh my gosh just let me feel fashionable again. I am sick of feeling/ looking quirky.  I just want some new classic clothes so I can feel halfway normal again.  Oh it’s so funny that the complete opposite has happened to what I expected.  My heart is just bleeding to spend money.  My capitalistic, consumer-driven desire is on fire.

In other news…call me crazy but I want a dog.  Yes, I know.  What has happened to me.  It’s like I’ve become possessed or something.  But I do miss having a dog around.  I don’t actually miss Jasper as he caused us so much stress and tension but surely not all dogs are like Jasper, right?  Some people seem to really love and adore their doggies, and these dogs add to their owners lives, not suck the life out of their owners like Jasper did!  Sooo…..we’ll see what happens.  Obviously any decision we make in this regard will not be made lightly.

Allright, that’s enough from me.  I am taking my crazy self off to bed to prepare for tomorrow’s lesson.  You heard me, I am a teacher who plans in bed.  Ha.