It's such a common reference -- Groundhog Day, the movie. It's symbolic of repetition. Something that should have been a one off, comes back again and again. I feel like this season has a lot of Groundhog in it. Weather patterns that spin around and come back to bug us. First the storms. One, after the next, and then another. The unseasonable chill, with frost threats at night. Just one more time. And then one more. And then one after that. And how about Millie, my five and a half month old pup? She was so healthy yesterday! This morning? She wont eat a thing, her bounce is there no more. Basically, she has spent the morning hiding under the couch.
I can do nothing about the weather (except apologize to my porch plants again and again). I focus my efforts instead on Millie. Another call to the vet's. I'm the Groundhog thorn in their side. Every day, Nina, Millie's mom is there with a question. They consult with the vets. Maybe a reaction to yesterday's vaccination? Keep an eye on her.
The day needs a re-write. She was to go to doggie daycare. I was to take my daughter tree shopping at lunch time. And of course, there are the kid pickups. Hmmm.... Millie gives one withering look...
... then hides. I pull her out from under the couch and snuggle her in my lap for about a half hour. She dozes. I doze. Sorry Millie, I need my morning coffee! I put her down, she retreats under the couch, I eat my morning meal, next to a plant brought in because of last night's frost. And yes, we fell to one degree below freezing. I think the rest of the plants are okay, only because the porch tends to be just a tad better off than the rest of the world out there.
I postpone tree shopping, I turn my attention to more mundane chores, keeping an eye on Millie, as instructed. (Ha! Do I ever not keep an eye on her?). By noon, she revives somewhat. Ed asks if we might meet up at Tati's for lunch. Millie tells me she is up for it.
So maybe it was just a post-vaccine slump? I take her for a couple of hours to doggie day care. I tell them she may want to hang back a bit today, and as I say this she bounds in, tail wagging, jumps all over her favorite daycare person and runs in to the playroom. So much for hanging back.
I pick up the kids and then I take the older one to get a hair cut. Her hair has been falling into her eyes and she looks like a version of Millie. Sparrow comes along just because he's under my care this afternoon. He brings his tablet but refuses to sit in any visible area. Not sure why. Maybe thinks he'll get roped into getting a cut too?
She comes out groomed and trimmed.
Home for them. I pick up Millie. Definitely recovered. For now. Tomorrow? Oh who knows. It'll probably be cold again and she'll have another reason for me to call the vet. What an interesting spring this is!
with so much love...
