Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Home feels a little closer
After they left, with just Norma Jean and me in the house, it felt very quiet and empty. I realized that my own trip home is less than a week away. It is now feeling much closer, hence the title of this post. Time to get some more life in this house!
Yesterday, Norma Jean and I finally gave up waiting for all the possible rescue places to return our constant telephone calls and headed to the Tampa Humane Society. We knew it would be traumatic, but we wanted to come home with a dog to help Norma Jean through this crisis. She will still be fostering a chihuahua once we get a chance to receive him, but road blocks keep being placed in our path to picking him up. And we came home with a little ten-pound Yorkshire terrier mix, with the shelter name of "Me Too." We have been calling her "Babe" and "little girl" while she learns her new environment. So far the biggest problem is getting her to pee outside. On Monday she had abdominal surgery to repair a hernia, and perhaps that's what is causing her to be uncomfortable. This morning she vomited several times and now we are worried about her.
Nobody knows her history, but she was very easy to bring home in a car, she climbed immediately into a doggie bed and perked up every time she heard a motorcycle. Today she is acting entirely different. The vet doesn't open until 8:00 am, but I think that's where we are headed instead of going swimming this morning. More later.