Dog blog

I wish I had had a profound experience or startling revelation in the past 24 hours, but since I don't have anything like that to blog about I'll just talk about the dogs.

The mobile groomer came to the house yesterday as she does every eight weeks or so, and that always stresses the dogs out. They love Chrissy, but the minute they realize she's there to carry them off into that van of doom where unspeakable things like bathing and clipping happen, they start shaking and trying to hide behind the couch. Then I feel bad for forcing them to go. I'm such an overprotective wimp when it comes to these pups. I will need therapy when something happens to them.

All of the dogs were high maintenance. Pierre's beard was extra tangled, Sophie had one of those reverse sneeze attacks in front of Chrissy and scared her to death, and Marlee Bean was extra fussy and yelped a lot and it turns out she had a wounded front paw. We thought she looked a little frazzled yesterday morning. She was under the bed instead of on top of it and she looked like she hadn't slept a wink. Anyway, Chrissy pointed out a toenail that was broken over halfway up near the pad, and she said I should take her to the vet so they could cut if off and cauterize it. By that time the toenail was hanging off to the side and she was limping. For sympathy I'm sure.
So I took her to the vet and it turned out to be completely uneventful. They clipped the nail and cauterized it, and it took about a minute and a half. The most traumatic part for Beanie was getting the sniff-over once she got home and Sophie and Pierre figured out she had been to the vet. But all is well now. She's keeping her balance with one less toenail and everything.

I wore minimal makeup on this trip to the vet, so yesterday's blog was theraputic! Having more face confidence is my new focus in life.